Deep the sky , in the meterior shore,

Here sitting me, reciting my chore.

 

Word to word,    I wanna transfer to u

Oh my shadow , i am ur blew.

Feeling almost ,it's new to all me

I am admiring the blue sky in the wavy silk ,

      the meterior shore reminds me

 

Leaving behind  everyone i met,

Life is unjust ,i wanna submerge in the lust.

 

No fear struck m...

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A giant rises — towering, proud, severe, Yet check the sun before you yield to fear; For oft a dwarf, by stretching out his hand, Can throw a giant's shadow on the land. It is not the wind that drives the course you sail; The set of your own sails will tell the tale. The storm may roar, the sky may fall to grey — The sail decides if you advance or stray. The clever man will not o...

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No banners wave, no boots in line, No marching columns lock in time. Yet something shifts, a silent crack, The ground gives way—we can't turn back. He rules not as the past has shown, No iron grip, no brutal throne. But whims unleashed, all rules declined, A lawless world, a fractured mind. The courts still stand, their robes still flow, Yet power twists, the cracks still grow. A w...

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Have you perhaps, held on too long

to the place you call home?

Have you let too much time slip by,

avoiding the unknown?

 

It’s hard not to be scared of change,

it happens naturally.

The risk of taking chances, yes

it’s pure anxiety.

 

But staying in this place is death,

you’re meant to rise and grow.

Your heart is meant to be your guide,

trust it and just le...

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the world weeps: enough!

set Palestine’s people free

 love’s the only way

❤

stokers of hate’s fire

tried to bury love’s dissent

but buried good seed

❤

we’re now growing strong

our shoots dance in winds of change

love, bring Spring’s revolt!

❤

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh 25th January 2025

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This poem is about a society increasingly divided, where accusations fly and truth seems lost. It speaks to the urgency of listening instead of blaming, understanding instead of judging, and choosing hope over fear. In a world where opinions are quickly voiced and emotions run high, the poem urges a shift in perspective—one that values connection, love, and the strength to find hope, even in diffi...

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