Esteem

Deep of thousands silent words remain,
All there is to soothe the being
The doze of self ever given.

Who says you cannot be known,
Or dare to bring your talents to the fore
Whence at first the move implored,
Estranged a move driven with raw motives.

Such was the output so innocently shown,
That catered a reaction of unwavering tones
This put to measure the beauty of mind,
All that is captured in the brain and heart.

For its the engines that’s struck moves borne,
Thus is the fuel of innovations born
For through it the forging of life sojourn
And all for the adventure of esteem won.

Reworking the Genius in you!

Like a Dream that has become real, so is the day clear and free.
Thoughts of endless virtues stroll by, waiting for which to be welcomed by the heart.
Still, none is made a home as undivided resolutions storms the brain for needy growth;
Like a self driven by the wind, is the trickling of a firm resolve waving through its searching heart.
Yet memories pervades it too, demanding for a negotiable space to own its reign,
Never, never again will all these pull its weight on you, for a steady ground will you emerge victorious.

For in the growing of self, history was formed, and without error were you carved;
To search the world for fame or shame, of which either shall stand its gain.
You till and sweat with suffering for bread, hoping for bread to earn you strength.
And yes, you emerge a conqueror in thy conquest and quickly is forgotten all you strive to get you there.
The gifts you plunge as you await to implore, power, women and wealth stashed to your humble abode.
When without warning you heed the pride you rot so deep that without notice you’re quickly dethroned.

Then like a thunderbolt, it strikes you with remorse, that the world moves without a floss,
Hoping to glide and swim in its waters, unaware that you’re stagnant and thus replaced;
Now you know its by chance, choice of turns to enter and leaves its stage only but once,
But no you wish to fight and hope to remain the greatest creature to forever be first that ever lived.

Who told you that such is the trend, when there are others who had being where you stand but at different ways,
Their methods make the world accord them with accolades, in simple and effortlessly beckoned push.
That at times, it cot you your fame, replaced when there’s a struggle of unique streaks,
And like past you remain glorious, when at every future they make the headlines;
Now you know its about some certain trend that needs to be shaken with some pluses and minuses of your being.

So is the principles that has now made you almost extant, while these silently famous people makes news,
Their composition different from yours, that to be like them you quietly dump the awards you’ve won.
Such is the change sought to equal yourselves with them, in shocking discovery they too share some you;
The you in weaknesses endeared becomes the production of talents endured;
The you in talents won is their quiet path for future borne;
The you in those things you struggle to know is their rope of friendship savored;
That you you quietly hide is their obvious naked threat to perceive the world;
That you that screams in its entirety becomes their measure to motivate the you that prays the world never sees.

What differentiates them from you is the change of priorities, self and many that is similar or unknown;
In contrasting and comparing, they too are not far from what, how and where of development of being,
Rather its easy to quietly pass them by with how you discovered them than to announce its process
Or even to switch lanes and paths builds the system of dialogue, communication and meetings;
Yet this is little compared to a zillion actions and reactions of you is the creation of you found in another.

To investigate further if your the only unique specie, will you be struck in awe of other shocking results,
Shrinks, Clairvoyants, Mutants of different discipline streams across the world, even more that equal the presence of Angels;
Like their presence is a kind of service to spring a fair balance of the world.
This too cannot explain your relentless efforts keep the search, more stunning revelations to rest the intention,
A Dream wanting a best of reason only explained by God of all Gods, the arrival of such is the You-Reinvented!

Confronting the Bull

Life is embedded with risks no matter how small or big, good or bad. It just comes.
What differentiates us is how we overcome them or succumb to them.
Yet it builds one to a healthy well-being of a unique result found in a person.
If overcome by such challenge, personalities of great but numerous outcomes is formed,
If succumbed to it, a sense of shock and esteem is thrown in a pensive recollection.

Thus risks can be described across these terms: Determination, Suffering, Temptation, Challenge.
Whichever fits the individual, potentials of varied repute is endeared and seeks awareness for dialogue.
Still, strange is it for one to dodge the test of risks, for such may have an empty history to tell;
Either such is highly pessimistic or one to is yet to begin an episode of such.
Still funnier is the number of outcomes or how many times one is to face risks,for it is no respecter of variables.

To be skewed with such is the best epitome of confronting the bull. Such are the obstacles, people and ideas that may be attached with some variances of choice that is best left for the one who is befallen by them. The more it comes to visit, the more it leaves a part of a person who is ready to face more or who is ready to dodge them. The only way is to have some faith and confront them for it may be a mirage to your path or a mountain eaitnig to be pulled down.