In life’s journey, I’ve learned a truth,
To guide my steps in age and youth.
Emotions wild, they often sway,
But with my mind, I find my way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No longer lost in passion’s tide,
I let my intellect be my guide.
For every choice, I weigh and think,
Before I leap, before I sink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not every heart can understand,
The wisdom in a steady hand.
But I have learned, through trial and strife,
The value of a thoughtful life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So when I face life’s twists and turns,
My logic shines, my spirit learns.
No longer ruled by whims alone,
My intellect has grown and shown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I walk a path both clear and bright,
With rationality as my light.
For though emotions have their place,
It’s reason that will win the race.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So let me not be led astray,
By fleeting feelings, come what may.
I’ll use my brains to chart my course,
And navigate life’s mighty force.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In every moment, every choice,
I’ll heed the wisdom of my voice.
With logic as my guiding star,
I’ll journey on, both near and far.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For I have learned, and I decree,
To not let emotions master me.
Instead, I’ll wield my mind with care,
And make decisions, strong and fair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, here’s to brains and sober thought,
In every battle, big or fraught.
For with this gift, I’ll surely find,
A peaceful heart, a tranquil mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
by walking shadow poetry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In life’s journey, I’ve learned a truth,To guide my steps in age and youth.Emotions wild, they often sway,But with my mind, I find my way. No longer lost in passion’s tide,I let my intellect be my guide.For every choice, I weigh and think,Before I leap, before I sink. Not every heart can understand,The wisdom in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2122,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2080","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/02\/pexels-photo-7676279-683x1024-1.jpeg?fit=683%2C1024&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2151,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2080,"position":0},"title":"PEACE CRAVINGS.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"February 17, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"I never craved for peace like I do now,No more waking up bothered, angry, or how.No room for negative energy or thoughts,Just wanting to be happy, tying all the knots. 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