Category Archives: Poem

The Joy of Tapping

Do you enjoy your job?

The Joy of Tapping

I wake before the sun rises,

As the mist clings to the trees,

I set out to the rubber groves,

Where I find my heart at ease.

With tapping knife in hand,

I approach the Hevea trees,

Making gentle incisions,

Collecting latex with ease.

The rhythm of my tapping,

The rustle of leaves and rain,

Is a symphony of nature,

That eases my daily strain.

I breathe in the fresh air,

As I work with steady hands,

Knowing that the rubber I collect,

Will be used in many lands.

I feel a sense of purpose,

As I tend to these trees,

Providing for my family,

And doing what I please.

For I enjoy my job as a rubber tapper,

It brings me peace and joy,

And I’m grateful for this opportunity,

To work with nature and employ.

Bittersweet Goodbye

Describe the last difficult “goodbye” you said.

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Bittersweet Goodbye

Amidst the bustling crowd we stood,

The weight of farewell in the air.

Your eyes searched mine, and understood,

The pain that each of us must bear.

The sun was setting in the west,

And cast a golden glow on all.

But in my heart,

I felt unrest,

As I prepared to take the fall.

We talked of memories and dreams,

Of all the things we wished we’d done.

And though we tried to hide our

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Peace

Peace

Peace, oh gentle peace,
How your presence brings release
From the troubles of this world
And the chaos that unfurls.

In your embrace, we find rest
And the comfort that we’re blessed
With a moment of serenity
That fills us with tranquility.

In a world of noise and strife,
You’re the balm that heals our life
And helps us to forget
All the worries and the fret.

May we seek you out each day,
And let you guide us on our way,
Toward a brighter, better world
Where love and harmony unfurl.

So let us hold your hand,
And spread your message through the land,
That peace is not just a dream,
But a reality, it would seem.

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From Weary to Strong

I was weary and heavy-eyed,
My spirit dull, my heart denied,
The strength to lift me from my bed,
And face the day that lay ahead.

But then I heard a gentle call,
A voice that stirred me from my sprawl,
It whispered of a brighter sky,
And urged me to arise and try.

And so I slowly found my feet,
And stepped outside to feel the heat,
Of a sun that burned away my fear,
And filled my soul with hope and cheer.

For though I’d been weighed down by doubt,
And though my thoughts had been without
The energy to break away,
I found the courage to start today.

And now I stand with head held high,
A fire kindled in my eye,
No longer lost in lethargy,
But filled with a new energy.

For I have risen from my rest,
And put my fears and doubts to rest,
I am alive, and I am strong,
And ready to take on the day’s long.

Today

Today, the world awakens once more,

As the sun rises up from the shore.

A new day dawns with promises bright,

And the world is bathed in radiant light.

The birds sing out their joyful tune,

As the sky turns from night to noon.

The flowers bloom in shades of gold,

Their fragrant petals now unfold.

People hurry about their way,

Greeted by a brand new day.

Some rush to work with a hurried pace,

Others enjoy the peace of a quiet place.

Today is full of endless possibility,

A chance to create a new reality.

To chase your dreams, to make them real,

And to take on whatever challenges you feel.

So let us embrace today with open hearts,

And make the most of each new start.

For every day is a gift to be unwrapped,

A chance to make our world a little more apt.

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This poem is about the beauty and potential of a new day. It describes the world awakening with the rising of the sun, and the hope and promise that comes with the start of a fresh day.

The poem celebrates the beauty of nature with the blooming of flowers and the singing of birds, and the possibility for people to pursue their dreams and overcome challenges in their daily lives.

Overall, the poem is an encouragement to embrace the present moment and make the most of each new day, to pursue our passions and strive towards a better future.

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It’s Cold Inside

It’s cold inside,
The chill creeps in
Through the cracks and corners
And settles deep within.

The air is still,
No warmth to be found
The silence echoes
With a lonely sound.

Yet, in this frozen space
There’s beauty to behold
The frosty patterns
On the window, bold.

And so I sit and ponder
In this wintry scene
Finding solace in the cold
And the peace it brings to me.

February 19, 2023

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The World in a Grain of Sand

In every grain of sand lies a world,

A universe waiting to be unfurled.

A million stories, a billion dreams, All hidden beneath the surface, it seems.

The waves of the ocean, the winds of the sky, The mysteries of life, the reasons why,

All captured in these tiny specks,

The beauty of nature, in every aspect.

Take a moment to look and explore,

So when you walk along the shore,

The infinite possibilities that lie within,

And see the world in a grain of sand again.

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