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  • Choices have Consequences.

    Choices have Consequences.

    In life’s journey, listen closely to what’s said,“The poison won’t hurt you,” it’s often spread.But remember well, there’s truth in this phrase,In the choices you make, in life’s winding maze. A sip, a taste, temptation can call,It might seem harmless, but it’s a close fall.In this world of light and shadowy hue,Our decisions shape what…

  • The Self- Journey

    The Self- Journey

    In the mirror’s gaze, a journey unfolds,A tale of self-awareness, in whispers told.Not about the world, nor a flashy show,But the quiet path where self-discoveries grow. In simple moments, reflections clear,A journey within, no need for fear.Awareness dawns like the morning sun,A journey of growth has just begun. See the flaws, embrace them too,In self-awareness,…

  • HUMILITY by Walking Shadow Poetry.

    HUMILITY by Walking Shadow Poetry.

    In life’s big show, there’s this thing called “humility,”It’s like a superpower that everyone should see.Not about fancy stuff or how much you own,But being down-to-earth, like a friendly tone. Being humble means you don’t act all grand,Even if you’re awesome, you take a stand.You don’t show off, brag, or puff up your chest,It’s more…

  • FAMILY TREE.

    FAMILY TREE.

    In the family tree, with branches spread wide,The Rotten Roots, where limitations hide.Ancestral whispers, traditions bind,Yet, in their shadows, our dreams confined. A legacy woven with threads of yore,The Rotten Roots, traditions galore.Yet, as we branch out, yearning to soar,These roots can shackle, our spirits implore. In the tapestry of our familial ties,The Rotten Roots,…

  • ROTTEN ROOTS.

    ROTTEN ROOTS.

    In shadows deep, where secrets lie,The Rotten Roots beneath the sky.A tale untold, a darkness sown,In soil where despair is grown. Beneath the surface, twisted and old,A story of decay, silently told.Whispers of the past, a haunting sound,Echo through the roots, deep underground. A garden once vibrant, now lost in time,The Rotten Roots, a solemn…

  • Warrior

    Warrior

    Each day that passes by, i realize that am just a passer by, in this journey I drive, through this life river I sail down the stream hoping to find a place to rest a place I can finally call home a place with less pain and less shame A place where life is life…