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Because being constant or not is the hardest decision we will have to make at each stage in life.
The firmness that you apply in your life must be realistic and that is the most difficult truth to assimilate.
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And right there was me,
you fill my hands with the rough mud,
tangible sample of my multiple attempts,
rustic souvenir of a constant struggle.
Behind that brown cover he felt the wounds,
those conformed of scratches and scrapes,
that made me sensitive to any friction,
that exposed my vulnerabilities.
And it's that there is not irrefutable proof,
when the rough work has been done,
that the inebriated senses of wounds
and the lively mind that attends to everything remains.
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How subtle was the breeze perched on my temple,
memories went through my mind,
my eyes cried at the pain,
continuous suffering for every stumble along the way.
I saw myself in the mirror hoping to find comfort,
but I found in that image aspects that I didn't expect.
He was a young man no longer so young,
who showed the recorded life experience,
that he was willing to face the challenges,
to obtain the success for which he still works.
No matter the light or the shadow,
no matter the color of your skin,
much less the studies he has been able to obtain,
Even so, he was proud of what he is now.
There I noticed that tears were necessary,
only that now they had a different reason,
because between its brightness I could notice
that the eyes looked expectantly at this new being.
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Each stumble was a reason to continue,
every scratch a reminder that avoids,
avoids repeating errors in the action,
It even prevents us from letting ourselves get hurt.
Each wound was strength,
that which forces rebellion in the face of injustice,
that which forges the character to resist everything,
that which teaches us to reinvent ourselves day by day.
Now it's not that everything is perfect
or that all my goals have been achieved,
but I learned from time patience,
the one that leads to maintain a constant step,
because now I don't look at every step,
Now I look forward and recognize my changes.
It's not that I always have the result I expected,
constant reprogramming the one that I perform,
because perseverance is intelligent,
as long as we are willing to recognize
that the wise thing is to allow you to let go,
let go of that so it's not worth fighting anymore.
This poetry is the english version of the part of the Poetry Contest of @felixgarciap is doing. I am proud to be part of this activity. For see the spanish version press here
Today the challenge was to write based on PERSEVERANCE </ b>. I varied a bit the way I present my poems and divided it into stages.
A clear example of perseverance is Srinivasa Ramanujan, a mathematical teacher, who with his gift surprised the world because he dared to challenge the prejudices of a whole era and make his mark on history. Currently you can find on cable TV channels a very interesting movie about his life under the name of "The Man Who knew the Infinite", I recommend seeing it ;)
To see the bases of this contest press here and to see the spanish version of this article press here.
I hope you like my poetry!
Until a next post ;)
Note: The images of the signature, the subtitles and the separators are my owner. Original content published on others networks with the same username.
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