My Poem ‘Spontaneous’

Act in a flash,
do something unexpected,
live in the moment,
don’t even think about it too much
and wonder how you or anyone else will react,
embrace the chaos and the beauty of the imperfect.
Feel like you are rich, even if you haven’t got a cent.

Instincts are super-power;
feelings are a fantastic road to happiness;
thoughts are a rainforest that are the home and habitat
of many wonderful discoveries,
and the place to find new life-
like an unseen, beautiful, new flower.
Touch is always the best accent;
dreams and ideas are the potential of the future
we can all aspire to see manifest before our eyes-
like the always inspiring beauty of your muse’s face.

Life could not be what it is without the balance
that is constantly struck by the recurrent, the unpredictable,
the every-day, and the rare;
everything and everyone would not be as special as they are
if we did not look around us and know how lucky we are
to be living and breathing on this beautiful sphere;
we would never learn if we didn’t sometimes make mistakes,
and run too fast, and occasionally take a trip;
we would never find, or feel, the happiness that is out there
waiting for us if we did not follow our heart, and live, live, live.

The greatest adventures,
the deepest insights,
the best and the most heavenly of mirrors,
the highest heights,
all originated from a seed that fell from a tree,
that grew from a seed, and is a part of a continuous cycle
that began with the first see that came from the great ocean of life,
and which was sparked into growth
by the first raindrop to fall from the sky;
the richest vein of gold can be found within everyone on Earth,
and it’s source is the infinite human heart;
the test of the always present gift of choice is free to all,
and doesn’t need to be bought.

Spontaneity is natural.
Heart’s beat a different speed
depending on how much blood they are pumping.
Jumping out of an airplane without a parachute
can only end one way, and you can only go in one direction,
and even though doing such a thing
would be the most frightening thing you have ever done,
and the last thing you will most likely ever do,
it will also be the most fun.
Being free of gravity in any way,
even if the only thing that can be free to go anywhere
might only be your imagination,
is always thrilling, and is always the first day of a new beginning.

Your own mind, and your own face, is the one you can always trust.
Your life will always be amazing, epic, inspiring, enlightening,
and terrific, if you jump when you feel like jumping,
and you be totally and unapologetically spontaneous.

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My Poem ‘Cicero’

“Speak your mind”,
“Honesty is always the best policy”,
“Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind”
“Confidence is always the cure to jealousy”-
great sentiments, good advice;
but how many people truly believe them,
how many people truly believe what they say?
How many people are honest with themselves, and with others?
How many people truly make the most out of every day?

To be heard, you have to speak out;
to accomplish something, you have to have no doubt;
to be yourself, you need only to act naturally;
to be seen, sometimes you have to become your own gallery.

Everyone has an opinion about every thing,
and most people rebel against any kind of persuasion-
an expert in behaviour would say that people are predictable,
repeating patterns that can be calculated, as if in some kind of an equation;
however, I would argue that when intense emotions are concerned
that can never be the case-
just as in great beauty we can find vulgarity,
and in chaos we can discover immense grace.

Some people internalize their emotions and thoughts-
while others shout them into the air, and paint them on walls.
Some only reveal their true-side
when they are following the exploits of their favourite team,
in their favourite sport-
while others wear their interests on their chests twenty-four hours a day,
with the ferocity of Niagara Falls.
Whether quiet, or outspoken- everybody has a voice;
whether cerebral, or brutish- our defining nature has seasons,
like a planet does; however, our real defining power lies in our gift of choice.

Unlike an animal, Human beings are not driven by instinct alone-
what fulfills us is self-preservation:
keeping alive not just ourselves, but also our peace of mind,
our justifications, and our fixations.
Some people try to hide behind hate to mask their misunderstanding;
some people retreat into cruelty when their frustrations become too demanding.

The best of us speak only when we have something worthwhile to say,
or when our voice is needed most of all;
the greatest of us act for the benefit of everyone-
giving their last breath for another, no matter the cost-
always going beyond the call.

In the long-run, honesty will always ensure loyalty-
at first, if people don’t like or agree with what has been said,
they may not believe you,
but if you hold-true to what you think and say-
they will always trust you.
In the end, when all is said and done,
if you are wrong, and you know that you are wrong,
there is no shame in voicing your disappointment and letting it show-
because it makes it clear to all that what you believed meant something to you-
and there is no harm, after which, in bowing your head low,
in acceptance, and in remembrance of the great philosopher and orator
that was Cicero.