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That’s Life

The world is full of people who may suffer loneliness (at times) or crave aloneness (at times) But even then- they are greeted by the sun everyday and escorted home by the stars every night They may carry  bags full... Continue Reading →

Clouds

For many years, I lived in a cloud of darkness. Thankfully, those years are far behind me and I can now speak of them without sadness. In my upcoming book “Living on Ice“, I write of my journey through those... Continue Reading →

Better Than Us

There is no falsehood to be found within a fire -neither is there deceit clutched in the beaks of eagles One is too busy in its roar The other, too focused on its soar That is not murder in the... Continue Reading →

The Quest

I’ve seen miserable millionaires and content paupers blessed widows and cursed couples insomniac CEO’s and sleeping servants Where you live, what you do, how much you have or how loud you sing.... have nothing to do with (finding) peace of mind  © Vivian Zems Poets... Continue Reading →

Change Awaits

There’s a certain tragedy in starting a race and not finishing it In making a promise and not delivering it Beware the danger of ‘the incomplete’ -detest delicious distraction -abhor the mediocrity of simply existing -avoid the graveyard of coulda-shoulda-woulda... Continue Reading →

Morning Observations

It’s 5 AM and the streets are quiet. I park my car by a corner-shop and pause to search for change. Passing me, in a crab-like walk, is a man. His head bobs and lolls as he shuffles down the... Continue Reading →

A Spark

-Rupi Kaur Even if you are labelled as unworthy even if you are dragged into the dark even if you despise your own weakness even if you are beaten in body in mind in spirit Even if your mind unravels... Continue Reading →

One Day…….

..............as I blade of grass-I will wither as a beautiful flower-I will fade my jet black hair will be as silver and my years will slip into  shade So... I leave the stories of yesterday making the most of each... Continue Reading →

On The Platform

I change the narrative of my inner voice I don’t bargain with her I don’t give her a choice Her script is simple: “- falling is a possibility -doubts are part of humanity -fear is masked opportunity -failing is an... Continue Reading →

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