Read Poem: Raging Ocean, by Ramone

I am like a ship sailing atop a raging ocean

The high waves are thrashing, hindering my motion

I have a destination in mind: to it I have great devotion.

No, not any port in a storm will satisfy

I am predestined for greatness by and by

Yet these waves are getting bigger and I miss the blue sky

The storm is surging as though I am the bad guy

Getting cursed for evil deeds or maybe that is just my conscience

Playing tricks on me.

Am I my generation’s new face of failure. Such thoughts take all my glee

Some may think I am just lost at sea

But I have a destination in mind that I will get to at any fee

And it shall be, I decree.

https://ppaspera.wordpress.com/2018/03/24/raging-ocean/

Read Poem: False Promises: A Tale of the Past Betrayal, by Jane Smith

(Genre: Painful, Betrayal, Love, Relationships)

(unpublished in Candidthoughtsofawriter.wordpress.com)

Where are you now?
Where are your promises?
Didn’t you remember I was your princess?
Why you didn’t fight for me even just a little?
I didn’t know we were two in the process
You just left me hanging with those false promises
Blind folded with your caress
I was not aware of your game to satisfy your ego
You left me no choice but to let go
Sweet lies you’ve given me
Are the same kisses from hell to break me
And the touch that seemed like forever
Was nothing but a faded embrace
As if I was a loser
Do you know that agony of losing you
Is like a screaming brain with no sound?
Like a deep wounded flesh drowned in alcohol
A darkness no one could ever describe
Could you tell me who your bride is?
If only I knew from the start
That hidden engagement you never said
To get your selfish needs
Oh, I forgot men are men
I shouldn’t have fallen
All I ever thought was your happiness
You’ve just thrown the heart that’s beating for you and it’s now at rest
But things were meant to happen the way they were
Maybe this is justice, a cycle that must end
You and I were not meant
Because you chose her
And you chose to leave me
Now I thank you
I’m choosing this pain to end.

“How much larger your life would be if your self could become smaller in it… you would find yourself under a freer sky, in a street full of splendid strangers.” — Art of Quotation

“How much larger your life would be if your self could become smaller in it… you would find yourself under a freer sky, in a street full of splendid strangers.” G.K. Chesterton, writer Image: Johannes Plenio

via “How much larger your life would be if your self could become smaller in it… you would find yourself under a freer sky, in a street full of splendid strangers.” — Art of Quotation

“In a time of destruction, create something: a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle; one peaceful moment.” — Art of Quotation

“In a time of destruction, create something: a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle; one peaceful moment.” Maxine Hong Kingston, author Image: Anders Nord

via “In a time of destruction, create something: a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle; one peaceful moment.” — Art of Quotation

“No human being can really understand another, and no one can arrange another’s happiness.” — Art of Quotation

“No human being can really understand another, and no one can arrange another’s happiness.” Henry Graham Greene, writer

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“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth… you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.” — Art of Quotation

Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it. C. S. Lewis (2009). “Virtue and Vice: […]

via “Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth… you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.” — Art of Quotation

”If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” — Art of Quotation

If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear. George Orwell, “The Freedom of the Press” (1945)

via ”If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” — Art of Quotation

In Memory: “Don’t look at things — look in between things.” — Art of Quotation

“Don’t look at things — look in between things.” John Baldessari, photographer, painter, filmmaker, sculptor, 1931-2020

via In Memory: “Don’t look at things — look in between things.” — Art of Quotation

“there’s no telling where this mad man might drag us.” — Art of Quotation

[It’s] one thing when he’s baiting Democrats, quite another when he’s thumbing his nose at international law. On Twitter he threatened to bomb important cultural sites in Iran and later explained to reporters aboard Air Force One that if it and other countries were going to engage in terrorism and torture, hell, why should we […]

via “there’s no telling where this mad man might drag us.” — Art of Quotation