![]() TruthA Poem by Beautifulmaddness![]() A look at life![]() Can’t sleep tonight Might as well stay up and
write Pour my thoughts on this pad Happy, mad, scared, or sad What is excellence really at all But rising greater over every fall What is success measured by Except the ability to go through life Without wondering what you may have passed by Who are you if to yourself unreal What is life without reason and zeal Who are you; do you know Do you let that out; who do you show What is happiness except being content Why worry and try to change what is meant In absence of control is direction Always be able to live with your own reflection Listen for meaning beneath
what is said Don’t always follow where you are lead Have your own thoughts; use your own mind Self realization will you there find Stand up for what you earnestly believe Don’t let opposing words deceive Words unspoken won’t be heard Never hesitate to mention an opinionated word Here and now it’s your call If no one stands up for right; it too shall fall It always seems words of truth In the end do the most to soothe You chose who you are everyday By everything you do in every way Change is hard but does exist Differences are solved by words not fists Words of advice are hard to take But can eliminate a critical mistake There’s more to listening than hearing what is spoken Good advice is more precious than 1 million gold tokens True love is priceless and rare It’s something to be handled with very much care Sometimes love’s hard to gain; always the easiest to lose It is not something to ever abuse Words are easier to say than actions do Actions are what truly define you Anyone can speak of what they do not know But true feelings and intelligence actions show What truly defines you To thine ownself be true © 2012 BeautifulmaddnessReviews
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StatsAuthor![]() BeautifulmaddnessBatesville, MSAboutI write what inspires me. I do not write so that others may understand or what is clearly visible. I do not write in clear scheme or rhythm. I write as it comes natural and how I feel the most liberat.. more..Writing
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