Original Poetry

"I am Living", Original Poetry, Self Love

Be You, Just You

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Be you. Just you.⠀
Not her. Not him.⠀
Just simply you. ⠀
For if you, are not you.⠀
Who are you?⠀
Do I know you? ⠀
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But if you are you.⠀
And just you.⠀
Then I might.⠀
I might just like you.⠀
For you. Just you.⠀
So please, simply be you.

@the_wildwolf
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A self love affirmation, because sometimes we need to remind ourselves who we are and most importantly also to believe in who we truly are inside. For instance, you never know who might just like, or even love you…for just being you!

Therefore, try to take a few moments today to realign with your inner self, in order to find gratitude and love. Firstly, for you.

"I am Living", Letting Go, Original Poetry

Inside Another Sky

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Darkness, clouds…of doubt they form
Mind, cluttered…no respite outside born
Hope, manifested…there is another sky⠀
Eyes, closed…dive through minds eye⠀
Love, compassion…in self restored

@the_wildwolf
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A poem about meditation, a practice available to all of us. Meditation allows us to find another sky, another ocean…another anything.

Look inside in order to find the beauty that at times we can’t see outside.⠀

"I am Living", Awareness, Original Poetry

The World Through Your Eye

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The world is not a creation,
It is a simple manifestation,
One of mind…for your eye,
For only you…
it will ever truly be.

@the_wildwolf
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Although I used to write regularly in 2020, I have not written any original poetry for some time. I missed it and wanted to, but I could not find the words. When I look back I realise that it was not the time to release my voice, but was a time for me to reflect back on my personal journey. Above all, that is awakening…isn’t it? We travel through waves of life to let go of the past, in order to move forward with our purpose.

So, these words written today is a reminder to us. To make sure that as we do awaken, we appreciate that not everyone will understand us, or how we see the world…and we have to accept that. So long as you see it, and in yourself you see the beauty unseen by others.

Always remember, you can manifest the world you wish to see…

"I am Healing", Gratitude, Original Poetry

Turrets of Sorrow

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Stood on hallowed ground, a monument of war. Unknown how many souls lost within its wall. Their vibrations held within the weathered stone, in spirit waiting to be free and not left alone. Left haunted by unanswered questions of life, and their loved ones who were left to mourn.
Emotions carry through the air, the cries of the turrets of sorrow. Places of rest and of mourning for those lost in wait for tomorrow. Say your grace, your thanks when you leave the door. For your life has not known of the suffer that they have endure.
Give gratitude for life and all it offers, for that is their simple wish. Stand wise and respect the vibrations of those who walked before. Those who were lost, so we can continue to explore.

@the_wildwolf
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Our day of Liberation arrives tomorrow and the people of today celebrate and get merry, but let’s not forget the memories of those lost…

"I am Healing", Empathy, Original Poetry

Ode to Narcissists

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You once stole my empath soul. Set my life on fire, just to keep you whole. Drained of all life I held, tortured through guilt and shame. I wept and cried, while you persisted to blame.
Begged for mercy, for the pain to stop. Then you pretended to be life’s saviour. Until you realised, that was no longer in your favour. The painful words, the hatred you shed. No remorse, while I lay there and bled. With no insight or respect, no empathy in sight. Sharing stories of untruth, with all your might.
Still us empath souls do not take up fight. Belief that even narcissists can find their light. How naive we must be, seeing the best in every soul we see. It’s not our choice, simply our soul’s duty. To share our endless love for all of life, no matter what our own life’s strife. So when you leave us empty, with nothing left around. Broken and in pieces, we come close to joining the ground.
Still our empath soul does not give up its light. For one day…one day, you will show our unspoken stories in other’s sight.

@the_wildwolf
"I am Healing", Living Life, Original Poetry

Live Life to the Fullest

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Clocks ticking, counting down,
Till our final breath.
Never knowing, the final timing,
Last tick, or cause of death.
Time unforgiving, precious treasure,
With purpose to be worn.
Adventure seeking, dream living,
Life’s choice with each new day born.

@the_wildwolf
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Life is uncertain and we always think we have more time than we have. We all need to remember this, so we ensure that each day we live life to the fullest. It is time to follow our own dreams and adventure…

"I Am Lost", Love, Original Poetry

The Pain of Love

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Tears won’t escape me,
Keep flooding inside,
Can love cause this pain?
Feelings failing to subside.

@the_wildwolf
"I Am Lost", Love, Original Poetry

Hippy of the Sea

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Tears flow, without you by my side.
Guilt of pains I caused, never hide.
Living each day roaming, forever lost.
My heart to you, was always the cost.
Still holding the key, to all of my soul.

You’re my hippy of the sea…
…together, we become whole.

@the_wildwolf
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Who has had that feeling when you lose the one you love, and forever live in hope that one day they choose to love you the same again?

"I Am Lost", Empathy, Original Poetry

Tormented by Silence

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Tormented by the silence, of stories I never speak,
Haunting the happiness, of all I ever seek.

@the_wildwolf
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Who else does this? In life we all have stories, some that incorrectly paint us in a bad light. We keep the story quiet for the benefit of others, to protect them…the fear of consequence to them. However, how many of those stories prevent us from finding our own happiness? Life of empathy has its burdens, but we always try to do our best for others before ourselves…no matter the cost! That is something I have grown to be grateful for.

"I Am Lost", Love, Original Poetry

Was the Love True?

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Memories crashing like the ocean waves,​
Love and laughter to be taken to our graves,​
Forever the pain of our lost times last,​
Missing the memories planned in the past,​
Twin soul’s hopes and dreams…all seem lost,​
Was the love true? Or meant to turn to dust?

@the_wildwolf
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Anyone else going through this? We all meet someone in our life that changes all the world around us, and within us. Time stops, and we see all of our life there in that moment. But then it disappears, it is all over and we are left trying to understand…the why?!