A moment..of loss to rapture

Unreal Rapture

In the depth of agony,

Fulls of torture and pain,

Many tedium days of ennui,

What’s beyond the irksomeness?

The ecstasy to transport bliss,

A ravishment of delight

An exchanging of a life

For a spark of rapture..

Budda’s words said that the real rapture is the selfless donation ..and the love of being kind..

These days, many irksomeness found here and there creating restless stresses

To cope with the burdens of pain, a change of perception is required, for example, if one’s lose one’s treasure to someone’s ill treatement, fake the mind as a donation to those in needs..

At last, the losses goes into someone’s mouth as foods or ….

A tree with good shades always got flocks of flyings..

Give and forgive to a higher self..

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Once the way now the woods

Once the way
In the woods
Through the times
Changed to woods
Once the woods
On the earth
Through centuries
Transformed to Homes
Once the failure
In the vains
Through many efforts
Made a success
Once the great
In the big
Through many advantages
Weaken owns strength

The natural phenomenon
Of transformation
Repeating and repeating
Taking turns on and off

The earth is breathing, too..

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My personal quest by Patricia A.F

For most of my life, I’ve been on a quest
To discover just who I might be,
Earnestly searching, day after day,
So desperate to recognize me.

I’ve felt moments of utter fulfillment
And moments I couldn’t go on,
But I knew for the sake of my heart and my soul,
To succeed, I would have to be strong.

But the people around me seemed so lost themselves
That I feared I might be on my own.
But then there’d be someone who would reach out and help
And remind me I wasn’t alone.

I’ve wanted so much to be happy,
To know what it was to feel peace,
And I thought if I finally felt sure of myself,
Then the pain and the struggles would cease.

But I’ve learned that this journey is endless;
The discoveries are fresh every day,
And no matter how much I might know of myself,
They’ll be times I will still lose my way.

And as I’ve grown older, I truly believe
I may never know all I can be.
But the answers are not waiting out in the world
But have always laid right inside me.

We’re all on this quest to discover ourselves,
Together but through our own ways,
Overcoming whatever might get in our paths,
So we can feel better someday.

But always remember not to stray far
From what matters and what’s really true.
In this life you don’t have to be perfect.
In the end, you just have to be you.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-personal-quest

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