Spread your wings and fly

The world doesn’t need more noise. Don’t complain. Set an example.

Zat Rana

Oh child! why don’t you spread your wings and fly?
I know you dream of it every night
in bed. So spread your wings why don’t you try
and see if you will fly to meet the sky?

Are you scared perhaps?
of flailing, failing and falling
to your doom?

Oh child! who wants so badly to meet the sky
but face your fears you will not even try.

Why don’t you just spread your wings
and take flight to pursue your plight?

I know the world never taught you
how to use your wings
much less that you’re a bird.

But I’m sure that deep down you know how
to spread your wings and fly
oh child! who is always staring at the sky.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace

I am a tree

You can’t always be happy. But you can cultivate a state of perpetual well-being.

Lazarus Shatipamba

I am a tree
so best believe
of my fears I am free
to grow
and to reach for the stars
that glow
up high in the sky.

I am a tree
so best believe
growing brings me glee.

My roots are all grounded
in positivity
so the nutrients I take in
are geared towards nourishing
my state of well-being.

I am a tree
so best believe
I like to shed negativity
so that I don’t fall
into a state of melancholy.

I am a tree
so best believe
I shade those around me
with my positive attitude
and I share with them
the fruits of my gratitude.

Always reaching
towards the light
so you must best believe
that I seek to reach the heights
of my fullest potential
for I am tree
and growing brings me glee.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace

Hello beautiful people. Delighted you read my post today. I don’t have much to say, except to ask that you hit me with some constructive criticism or perhaps you can praise the poem to raise my mood in the comment section.

Either way, I’ll be glad to hear what you have to say.

Anyways, thank you for visiting a pensive poets blog. Have yourself a truly tremendous Tuesday (hopefully you already tuesd to be happy).

I am here again

Don’t worry about failures, worry about the chances you miss when you don’t even try.

Jack Canfield

Here I am again
In-front of an empty canvas
exploring the realms of creativity
and imagination.
I am here again
on this poetic stage
seeking to fill this page
with the glory of my journey
to that place where many an artist
shy not away from showing their face.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Happiness | a Metaphor

Setting goals is the first step in turning the invisible into visible.

Tony Robbins

Hi there friends! Glad to see you here. Hopefully the Monday blues haven’t had a clue how to sink their teeth into you.

As you’ve seen by the title today’s poem is a short metaphor that will hopefully open the door for you to enter into a state of mind where your perceptual parameters have been expanded.

If so, then feel free to let me know what your views on the poem are in the comment section. I’ll be more than happy to hear–or read–what you have to say.

So without further delay, here’s your poem for today…

Happiness
is heaven in the mind.
A haven
where you will find your thirst
for bliss quenched
and your hunger for joy
has been filled.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace

Life is like a game of chess

Think before you act.

Anonymous

Life is like a game of chess

For you are either born a peasant pawn
Who must climb their way
Slow and steady up the ladder of success,

Or you are a royal king
Sitting safe inside the walls of your castle
Needing only to make sure
You secure a mate who can give you an heir.

But life is like a game of chess
Because unfortunately most of us are pawns
Simply trying hard to move up in life
Because life is so like chess
We work hard hoping to get that promotion
Which will provide the solution to our situation.

In our push towards the finish line of the rat race
We are sometimes lucky to come across a knight
And shining armour who rescues us from the jaws of a dire situation.

But life is like a game of chess

So it’s no surprise that sometimes
During tough times we are sacrificed by our leaders
-Hopefully for a greater good-
And we wind up as watchers on the sidelines
Nothing but witnesses to the demise of those we love.

But thank goodness life is like chess

So even though you may have less
Power than those who put you in a mess
Like a pawn you have the freedom to choose who you want to become

A knight whose armor is the light of your love?
A bishop who watches from afar your journey to becoming a star?
Or a rook who looks right and wrong
before you cross the road of behavior?

Who knows
Perhaps you will have the pleasure of becoming royalty whose loyalty will set the masses free?

It’s easy to frown during lock-down

The glow of one warm thought is to me worth more than money.

Thomas Jefferson

Yoh, wassup guys! Glad you could join me today.

I know the corona-virus is still on the loose. But here in my country things hadn’t been as bad as they were elsewhere. We hadn’t had a confirmed Covid19 case for months. That was until the leaders here decided to ease up on lock-down measures. As a result, we ended up recording more cases in the months of July and August than in the combined months of March, April, May and June.

So now, after having received a taste of normalcy these last two months we will be reverting back to the restrictions of lock-down. In reply to this dismal news, I wrote today’s poem to inspire myself–and others–not to despair because all this will eventually end–hopefully soon cause I’m not looking forward to being cooped up at home for too long. (I heard talk of a cure floating around in the air, so I remain optimistic all this will be nothing but a bad memory soon.)

Anyways, let me stop babbling and allow you to continue in reading today’s poem.

I know it’s easy to on your face develop a frown
Because the city has been placed under a lock-down
For it’s densely populated and is thus the perfect stage
For the corona-virus to continue running rampage.

I know it’s easy for you to get a frown on your face
Simply because you cannot move freely from place to place
Less the corona virus catches you in its grip
So that to a quarantine facility you’ll need to take a trip.

I know it’s easy to on your face develop a frown
All because the city has been put under a lock-down.
But I ask that you not look down in despair or dismay
Because eventually this pandemic will pass us by.

For now, just stay at home with a smile on your face
Because at-least you can move freely around your space.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Rick the bird | a limerick

Successful people do what unsuccessful people are not willing to do. Don’t wish it were easier; wish you were better.

Jim Rohn
There once was a bird by the name of Rick
Whose skill in singing was very weak.
One-day he was tasked to sing
By the bird who was the king
But unfortunately Rick could only speak.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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A mental alchemist

When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.

Henry Ford

I am an Alchemist
But only figuratively because I know nothing of the ancient art of turning lead into gold.
I only know how to transmute my mental states from bad to good.

I am a mental alchemist
so I’m quite adept at changing the nature of my emotions.
You’ll most likely find me in the laboratory of my mind
toiling hard conducting experiments with thoughts
trying to see if they have the power to change my moods.

Yes they do!
They are the philosophers stone–the catalyst–
which I use to change the lead of my negative states
into the gold of positive states which enrich my experience of life
without being used up in the process.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace