Just like a philosopher can never throw away his stone, the poet can never toss his pen out the window
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
The Poets Peace
If you always do what interests you, at least one person is pleased.
Katharine Hepburn
Today, I take the time out to apologize to myself. I realize now that I was culpable for creating my own downfall. Liable to looking at life through the lens of negativity, it’s not a wonder suffering became my reality. I see now that my thinking kept me down. Never pondering nor questioning my thoughts I became a man with a brain he never uses, to gain wisdom will keep him from pain. My ignorance has cost me my innocence, but I’m glad it wasn’t in vain, because at least now I have the common sense to use my intelligence. ~ Laza
Hi there, thank you for reading my post. In case you’re wondering today’s post was inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). Today’s word was ‘culpable’.
You too can participate in the challenge if you want to. Just check out https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/79388113/posts/2797133890/ for more details.
Learn from yesterday. Live for today. Hope for tomorrow.
Albert Einstein
I take the world within. Letting it
Nourish me physically, mentally and
Spiritually. Then I
Proceed to bring without, what
I took from within.
Repeating this, each
And every single day.
Till
I can
Open myself up to the wonders of the world
No longer.
© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020
The Poets Peace
Your word is your wand.
Florence Scovel Shinn
There’s a feeling I feel inside
and it fills me with the will
to sit still and hold my quill
and to practice, til I can
wield my words like swords to slay
all the demons that come my way.
© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020
The Poets Peace
When you feel like quitting, think about why you started.
Anonymous
What to do
When you hedonic-ally adapt
To the things you love to do?
What to do
When the things you love to do
Have already been mapped by your mind?
What to do
When like a robot you are no longer inspired
By the things you do, because they’ve become automatic?
Do you stop
Doing what you love to do?
Or do you do
What you love to do, differently?
Oh! tell me
What to do
To stop myself from getting used
To the things I love to do.
Lest they become automatic
And I no longer have to be inspired by them.
© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020
The Poets Peace
