GuRuKuJ

Joined October 2020

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Path of the mind
Along the beaten path we walk, uneven stides as we take our time to think about what could have been. The sound of nature echoes as we feel more relaxed with every step. But more unsure of the choices made, overthinking and trying piece together the scenario of what the other choice brings. The say hindsight is a powerful thing but how can we know that the actions and reactions would have been the same?
By GuRuKuJabout a year ago in Poets
The True Fight Within
I’ve seen friends die and friends grow but i still feel like a foe yet Triggered from so many things I can’t explain a sight, touch or sound that I use to think was linked to something broken. It's something in my head no doubt, A pandemic of mental strain thinking it was something loose or lost connections. unlike so many who have left these lands, I was given this second chance to build and dream again. My self-worth inside my head was at a place where I couldn’t face the world, doing all I could to stay indoors. No matter where I walked I felt like a painting on a gallery wall, I felt as if my life’s being streamed in a frame of my own self-worth. It’s my fault!! people’s eye’s they burn with judgement. It’s Like it's dripping down my face through emotions th.. they know!!
By GuRuKuJ4 years ago in Motivation
Be the best that you can be.
I am a thespian at heart and I've done Shakes-of-peare under many different lights, be it green, red or blue depending on the on the act of tempest played. My passion for the stage is not just one big phase and through my bachelor's on stage and the characters I played, I grew as things were made. The things that I portrayed up on that lime lit stage, my future they have paved and I swear I will not cave, from the knowledge I have gained. On my masters I have changed from the stage to place as my world becomes the stage, An the light upon my face begins the silver phase. Even with my age I do not search no fame, just the colours of the flame I write from heart and brain.
By GuRuKuJ4 years ago in Humans
The Unseen world
as I feel the many textures of the coral reefs, Full of vibrant colours I dare believe, That doesn't even count the life within before it disappears and we begin to find the treasures of the past in the darkest depths of translucent blue that's passed, as we meet the bioluminescent life that lights up places that the orange rays can't reach. As plankton feeds the opaque world above, the dying life drops below as transparent glows even use it as a lure, yet feeds the diverse life below of some were even yet to know.
By GuRuKuJ5 years ago in Poets
No PC World
No pc world when I was young I can't remember the songs I've sung Yes I remember Knocka door run Just for fun We'd like to run
By GuRuKuJ5 years ago in Poets