jerry KWATCHEY
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lost opportunity
#poetry I saw it too late and rushed forward to try and slip through as the door swung shut hard and fast. Unfortunately, it shut with a resounding clang, sealing my fate. It was almost magical how a tiny breeze that left the softest touch on my cheek turned into a tempest. The breeze, which could barely lift a leaf, now bore down on my helpless soul with unrelenting fury. I told myself, "No!" I looked for an opening, some space to squeeze through. It couldn't be completely shut. After trying to...
when the notions motions and emotions blend
when the notions motions and emotions blend in one potion
A crab in time
#poetry It was a night of unparalleled perfection, with the moon radiant in the sky, wearing an expression of utter serenity. The gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of the waves as they caressed the shore, punctuated by the occasional loud crash against the rocks. As I turned back to gaze at her, my breath caught in my throat and my heart pounded in fervent rhythms. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with the breeze dancing with her scarf and the moonlight casting an ethereal glow around her. ...
lab rat
#poetry As our eyes met, she offered a slight smile, attempting to conceal the smile that was unfolding across her face, much like the sun's rays trying to avoid illuminating the earth. I asked for one item, but she retrieved a different one, apparently hearing me say something different. Our gazes locked again, and pandemonium broke out as numerous goods fell from the shelf. In her attempt to pick another incorrect item, a loud voice shouted, and her mother's voice echoed, "What are you doing?"...
The true thrust
#poetry The fundamental purpose of education was never intended to be the accumulation or boastful display of material possessions, acquiring everything and destroying the environment within one's mortal existence, without concern for the survival and well-being of future generations. It was not about ravaging the planet at the expense of material acquisition, cloaked in the guise of success. Education's purpose was to assist and enrich, not to possess and flaunt. SIMU
deep in the stars
#poetry All the effort I put into forgetting you and bottling my emotions just crumbled with a picture of you. You must have been mine in another life. These feelings can't be just from this lifetime; they run too deep, churn too fast, and seep too deeply. I long for you in a way words can't describe. How can you evoke this avalanche of emotions in me from so far away? I pride myself on being a master of motion and emotion, yet you effortlessly undo a lifetime of control and discipline, turning ...
warped perspective
A concern with the current generation is that numerous women have allowed themselves to be objectified for intimate favors, resulting in many men treating genuine women as casual encounters. Men are forgetting how to treat women with respect and dignity. This has led to husbands treating their own partners with the same casual approach they have grown accustomed to. SIMU
unapologetically selfish
#poetry When it comes to you I am utterly totally unapologetically selfish”I want the words “ I love you”coming from any other to sound meaningless and empty compared to the way my body soul and essence crave you. SIMU
drop of affection
#poetry Initially, these tiny water droplets appeared to be of little consequence, but they have now become a profound entity, a powerful force that commands respect. How did this transformation occur, from a small puddle to a flowing stream, a winding river, and ultimately, to this incredibly vast ocean that you have become to me? How did you manage to permeate my universe and become an integral part of my existence? Your absence is unimaginable to me. SIMU
Shards of you
#poetry A pain that is not mine to feel, glances that are not mine to give, a jealousy that is not mine to show, a breeze that is not mine to feel, a song that is not mine to sing. I long and ache for you in ways you will never fully understand. Away from me, yet forever mine, I anchor deep in your soul, owning and possessing a part of you I will never let go. Slave of my emotions, slave to your motions. SIMU
The dream
#poetry Commit to your passions and dreams with every ounce of your being. While some individuals may deem you foolish or ridicule you, others will claim that you are misusing your time. In the darkest moments, people may lead you to question your path, choices, and resolve. The journey to success is marked by the remnants of forsaken dreams, lost hope, and abandoned aspirations. Although a single moment of success may appear instantaneous, it is often the result of months or years of meticulous...
love of my life
#poetry You are the linchpin of my being, and my comprehension of love has been profoundly enriched by you. Your enthralling presence has a profound impact on me, completing me in ways I never thought conceivable. Your love is an unparalleled experience - infinite, altruistic, and unique. You are a rare gem that has brought harmony to my universe, mending gaps and flaws that I once believed were insurmountable. Your presence has infused my life with joy and vitality, and your love is unmatched. ...
the balance
#poetry The notion of human perfection is a myth. Each person harbors a conflicting duality of good and evil, with a pendulum perpetually swinging between the two. While some individuals attain inner peace and succeed in keeping their darker impulses under control, it is vital to acknowledge that these impulses are always lurking, poised to resurface at the slightest provocation. No individual surpasses another in inherent value. Even those who project an aura of calmness and maturity may be gra...
wandering path
#poetry At times, I feel an overwhelming sense of desolation, a hollow, lost in introspection, questioning the essence of my being, my purpose, and the inherent meaning of existence within the intricate tapestry of time, and endeavoring to ascertain what truly resonates with me, and the ultimate objective of human existence. A soul in perpetual exploration. The more I expand my knowledge, the more I recognize the limitations of my comprehension, and paradoxically, the less I know, the more profo...
life’s mercenaries
#poetry We are all, fundamentally, mercenaries in transit, seeking a place, a banner, and a moment that truly belong to us, while exploring our identities and purposes. On a journey through a landscape that is perpetually changing yet gives the illusion of sameness if not scrutinized thoroughly. SIMU
nature versus nurture
#poetry Sometimes nurture is overwhelmingly willing to effect change but nature can at times take a most decisive seat at the helm of affairs. SIMU
life’s furnace
#poetry Life is a fire 🔥; it burns us all. It is a furnace and a forge. You can choose to come out burnt, charred, and consumed, or come out purged, refined, and remolded. We all burn; it is inevitable. What matters is how we handle the flame and how we eventually emerge. SIMU
sharp contrasts
#poetry Happiness is facilitated by sorrow, success is built upon failure, gain is achieved through sacrifice, and wisdom is derived from ignorance. Without pronounced contrasts, we cannot fully appreciate the value of experiences that shape our identity. SIMU
#poetry when the poetry is running in
#poetry when the poetry is running in the motions,when the notions and emotions merge in the motions 💃🏿💃🏿💃🏿💃🏿 SIMU
the whirl swirl and twirl
#poetry My world is whirling swirling and twirling with the colors of the wind. My spectrum and perspective is exploding with the possibilities of life and tomorrow . To have life course through me.To have the elements themselves caress me with the touch of life. SIMU
a trickle of sweat
#poetry A piece of writing must not sweat. It must not struggle to pun, rhyme, and seam; it must not stutter, stagger, or stall. It must not flutter unsteadily; it must not flap rigorously to achieve poise. It must have a unique soul and body of its own. Its swings, parries, and thrusts must be effortless. The arm and blade of the writing must move in unison. It must achieve a oneness, a seamless joining of expression, intent, and meaning. The edges must be smooth, not jagged or ragged. It must ...
True Radiance
#poetry The most prominent star ⭐️ isn’t always synonymous with being the brightest; the brightest star is, on occasion, situated in the least auspicious locations, its genuine radiance attenuated to a faint gleam. Those seeming to provide succor are, counterintuitively, the ones masking, blurring, and interfering with your luminescence. What appears salutary can, at times, conceal a latent disadvantage with an attendant benefit. SIMU.
life’s labyrinth
#poetry I occasionally feel utterly disoriented, with every direction I explore yielding no tangible results, leaving me ensnared in a complex web of uncertainty, a labyrinth that persistently directs me back to the same starting point, regardless of the divergent paths I undertake. As time, effort, and determination gradually wane, I feel entrapped in a vortex of lost aspirations, dwindling passion, and fading dreams, with the most poignant loss being that of happiness, purpose, and joy. Each s...
the awakening
#poetry The journey of rebirth finding yourself anew can be a struggle,snares branches obstacles lining your path from your past threaten to hold you down and back,stuck in place marching time,the scars ,the bruises are painful and moving forward requires an excruciating surge of energy,to wrench yourself free of the restraints,sometimes it means cutting off the people that seem to care about you the most but are your very hurdles,it requires taking a plunge into a dark abyss ,risking everything...
perfect imperfection
#poetry The perfection is found in the imperfection,we were not meant to have flawless wrinkleless ,filter perfect pictures and realities,life’s joys and truths are found in the imperfections that make us distinctly and uniquely human,those rough edges are what define humanity. SIMU
loves ember
#poetry No one has,can ,will and loves you the way I do,no mortal alive sees you and loves you the way I do,I will forever own a part of you for all time ,I doubt there is a word strong enough to describe how I truly feel for you,the emotions coursing through my soul for you. SIMU
unwavering resilience
#poetry True love is akin to a flame in the wind, its resilience unwavering despite the intensity of the gale, it continues to burn with steadfast consistency, defying all adversities, its durability a surprise to all, fueled by profound emotions that emanate from a deep-seated place, burning with an unyielding fervor that no tempest, tornado, or tsunami can extinguish, a beacon of hope, faith, resolve, and identity. SIMU
flicker of emotion
#poetry My aim is to infuriate the god of language, to incite its wrath and jealousy at the extraordinary manner in which I sing your praises in ways that surpass the capabilities of even an immortal being. I wish for the legendary story of Romeo and Juliet to fade into obscurity in comparison to the splendor of your narrative. I imagine language itself being rendered speechless in wonder at the breathtaking description of you. SIMU
prisoner of my mind
#poetry I mop up dry as ever,smiling and content with the effort I put in at getting almost every single drop of water 💦 and let out a sigh of utter content,Eyes closed i sputter blink furiously as I get drenched in water,wiping my brow with my hand I spin around in fury looking for who threw that water 💦,I reach for my towel and begin the tedious process of getting myself dry ,I am almost done when water hits me in the face with what can only be described as malice,I let out a bellow of p...
blue print
#poetry The cauldron burns Yet still, fate hammering away intently and decisively,the melds molds and flaws becoming increasingly apparent,the final cast will determine it all. SIMU
jagged edges
#poetry The perfection is found in the imperfection,we were not meant to have flawless wrinkleless ,filter perfect pictures and realities,life’s joys truths are found in the imperfections that make us distinctly and uniquely human,those rough edges are what define humanity. SIMU
The perfect storm
#poetry The perfect storm,the storm might undeniably undoubtedly be real but it sometimes masks people’s motives intentions and actions.the storm sometimes serves as the best cover for people to do what they really wanna do but have the storm as a very real but perfect cover. SIMU
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