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Utopia

 I dream of Utopia:   Webster Dictionary! "A place of ideal perfection expecially in law, government and social conditions! " Tis but a dream... To believe such a place, a state of mind exist. Within an imperfect world we can only strive to make it a better place to live.  Be kind to your neighbors and lend a helping hand!  Stand up for what you believe in and what is right!  Speak out through your words, your poetry.  In a desire to reach within the core of mankind!  Search for the equlity of all man kind!  Don't allow history to repeat itself!   Let's learn from it and move on to a better place!  Placing blame only digs the hole deeper! We can all do our part!  One goal at a time. One day at a time!   What might seem unreachable  helps lead to a better world!  I don't usually get into politics.  But even the air we breathe today is political.   Play the record forward!  Kindness go...

A short poem

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LIFE

 Life....  Life isn't about fair, it isn't about experience  It is about the secured, trail and purpose  That part of period should not be wasted  Commit mistakes, bar always be optimistic  Do not regret but grasp something  You live a life not to find richness in you  Not to parade your wealth  But of course to aid others Just honor your heart rich, mind prosperous You are always divine, be son of God  Help people, respect nature  And cheer the creatures around you There is no harm in mercy life is surely a zion if you know how to live.                               ......@sangay #23/05/21

#poetry

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https://natella-speranskaya.medium.com/7-reasons-to-become-a-part-of-janus-academy-cdf68e790059 😈 ❝ Говорить об Азсакре — это неизбежно упираться в слова, которые заранее разрушены самим фактом его пребывания здесь; говорить об Азсакре в таком тоне — это обнажать банкротство своей мысли в нелепых нападках на Всё Превзошедшее. Его отличает настолько высокий уровень сознания, что в ближайшие 100-150 лет едва ли появится кто-то, способный стать достойным его собеседником. Это тот уровень, где каждое сказанное слово становится мантрой. В России к его философии ещё не готовы, она внушает людям страх. ❞ ~ Натэлла Сперанская, философ, публицист. Автор книг «Путь к Новой Метафизике», «Дионис преследуемый» и т.д. Автор рецензий на книгу «Acephale. От Диониса Ницше к 'мистерии казни' Батая» и др. P.S. ❝ Ходит стародавнее предание, что царь Мидас долгое время гонялся по лесам за мудрым Силеном, спутником Диониса, и не мог изловить его. Когда тот наконец попал к нему в руки, царь спросил,...

Sangay's poetry

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The world is not about what you see, it's all about what you think and how you react towards the nature. And the humans are not the way you think, they are actually the way you see and the way you follow...their paths.... ...........@sangay

A Maiden without Man

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You are fairest in your affairs and  it's a fact  And we appreciate; you're quite disparate. When first time; you came up to our sight,  At that time we were, travellers of night,  You've faught a long battle with the knights. In context to liberate the-ackerland  One thing that you did never miss,  "Is waking at first light to kiss the holy book"  We never ever heard from you---the unthankfulness. A fair shape, fancy wear and  hair gray,  Selling flora's upon your little Navis. In happy days of May, a fair trade  You had, you ask none except the Allah. Lo, it was your specific trait, O fair Maid,  And every strarved that pass by your street,  Told us all about your beautiful treat  You're fairest in your affairs and it's a fact-- Aye!  You've costumed  your dog, clean and neat,  That guard's your cabin veiled  by Oak trees, Before you came to the Merry land,  You've dwelth a decard at overseas, Th...

BUBBLING WORDS !

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*#PoetrySCS.  #Collaboration of Satish Srivastava and Gelda Castro* *Bubbling words* *-----------------------* Let the words should jump from your mind  Like a waterfall pouring from The top of the source till impregnate the books, Communicating latent life in each one of us. Feel the magic of words Flowing in a rhythmic cadence,  As if they were beads of sweat leaving the pores, Flooding from the skin of a dazzling inspiration Giving life to hidden desires like a cherry tree blooming. Inhalation of its sweet fragrance on the lover lips. Much adorable ink flown  from your pen and it's blown  A thunderstorm in my heart  To share my words from my part . Come on my dear loving friend !  Let's dance together tonight   On the rhythm of flashing light  Created by thy beautiful words bright . Matching step to step and rhythm to rhythm  We shall create our own style,  even in the exile  Following our path behind , the ...