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[Poem] "Envy" by Riaa x0x

"Envy" by Riaa x0x

In emerald shadows, envy hides,

A serpent's hiss in whispers bides.

It slithers close, with silent tread,

Feeding on words better left unsaid.

It eyes the joy in others' gain,

And rains upon it, bitter disdain.

For in its grasp, hearts turn to stone,

And revel in sorrows not their own.

Yet envy's gift is a twisted mirror,

Reflecting a life that's drawn in error.

For the beauty it begrudges in another's tale,

Is a light within, that need not pale.

So let go the green, the covetous leer,

Embrace your own, hold it dear.

For envy wins when sights are set,

On what we yearn for but don't get.

©~Riaa✿

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u/annamae — 8 days ago
▲ 75 r/FoodPH+1 crossposts

TaMang Luncheon Meat o Maling Luncheon Meat?

Kung merong Maling luncheon meat, meron ding Ta Mang luncheon meat. Dun tayo sa Tama. Haha

u/annamae — 9 days ago

Date And Dine Antipolo "Chicken Acky"

Italian Dish "Chicken Acky" (chicken, bacon, mozzarella, sauteed veggies) from Date And Dine Antipolo BnB/ inn.

u/annamae — 10 days ago
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[Poem] "Greed" - Stephen Strassner

It builds a towering mountain made of sand,
It tries to hold the ocean in its hand.
The more it gathers, the more it seems to crave,
An empty stomach marching to the grave.
For wealth can never fill a hollow soul,
The more you take, the further from the goal.

- Stephen Strassner, "Greed"

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u/annamae — 20 days ago

Greed

It builds a towering mountain made of sand,
It tries to hold the ocean in its hand.
The more it gathers, the more it seems to crave,
An empty stomach marching to the grave.
For wealth can never fill a hollow soul,
The more you take, the further from the goal.

- Stephen Strassner ("Greed")

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u/annamae — 21 days ago

The Peace of Wild Things

>When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
- by Wendell Berry ("The Peace of Wild Things")

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u/annamae — 24 days ago

Short form poetry

Hi! New here because I miss and want to write poems again. What are you favorite types of short form poetry? I think it could be a great way to start writing creatively again. Thanks in advance for your input(s) (:

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u/annamae — 24 days ago