Sun

The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity.

Amelia Earhart
Filled with light she was kind,
Queen of the clear blue skies.
Just like the sun
I saw her sitting pretty 
On her throne in the air,
Looking radiant,
Having fun shining in the sky.
Just waiting for me to fly
Like a bird up high,
To join her in bringing rays
Of light to those used to darkness.
Even when i thought
The night would never end
Just like the sun
She rose early every morning
Before even the bright bird.
And just like the sun
I raged out 
With passion the song
Of my love
To her.
Will she hear me?

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace

This piece was inspired by a poem (titled ‘Moon’) i enjoyed, which was composed by Liyona on her blog. This piece is my version to the idea of contrasting celestial objects as well as the idea of encapsulating them in the idea of love.

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Fly, fly Butterfly

Well done is better than well said.

Benjamin Franklin

Fly, fly butterfly

Before the wind blows you away.

To a place, where flowers

Show not their face.

Fly, fly butterfly

Away to a place that is gay.

For its filled with flowers

That blossom with grace.

Fly, fly butterfly

Before the wind blows you far away.

To a place, where my face

Is not watching you fly,

Fly away to smell the flowers.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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Perspective

Good morning guys (unless you’re from the other side of the world. In that case, good evening to you), i do hope you’re all enjoying your Monday and looking forward to Wednesday, as i’m certainly enjoying mine so far.

Not just because my blog grew a little over the weekend, but mainly because one of my most recent followers, happens to be the brilliant Bianca, who is a gifted writer, and an avid learner, of the course of life.

I’m really glad she followed me, not just because it helps turn my baby blog into a toddler, but because it brought her to my attention, as a blogger that inspires through her writing.

This morning, whilst checking out her blog, i found many inspired posts, but this is the one i favor most out of the posts i read.

Of course, i do plan to return and dive more into her creativity, so do not be surprised to one day find another post, from her here on The Poets Peace.

To a Lady whose Heart is not Beautiful

Whether you think you can or you think you can’t, you’re right.

Henry Ford

To you, my lovely long-legged lady.

Who makes all men, to you want to come near;

For your eyes are green and your hair’s sandy.

Making many a dandy shed a tear,

Because they want to talk to you, but fear

To awaken the monster within you.

Even though they know, how to fight with spear

Against those that want to give them the flu.

Do you sometimes wish, you had a clue?

How to turn your inner world into Art

That will make sure everyone is not blue.

If so, then please do open up your heart

So that your much admired outer beauty

Will be congruent with your personality.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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