Dear Lens community,
We need more poems in our lives,
poems that we can collect,
and later in our wallets reflect
Post a poem as a comment with 1 matic fee and will collect the ones I relate to ✨✍🏻
Incarcerated into our own homes
The pandemic was a revelation
To introspect and dive deep into ourself
To navigate our own neural wirings...
Sometimes building is tough
But the MVP can be rough
Important is that you ship
Also during the dip
Goal is product-market fit
Which you will reach bit by bit
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.
You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.
You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.
You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.
You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…
Pablo Neruda
I taste a liquor never brewed –
From Tankards scooped in Pearl –
Not all the Frankfort Berries
Yield such an Alcohol!
Inebriate of air – am I –
And Debauchee of Dew –
Reeling – thro' endless summer days –
From inns of molten Blue –
When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee
Out of the Foxglove's door –
When Butterflies – renounce their "drams" –
I shall but drink the more!
Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats –
And Saints – to windows run –
To see the little Tippler
Leaning against the – Sun!
I already submitted one but this one is actually unreleased
Woes:
Its tough
being a crab
Autistic
Pain in the ass
I wonder if the grass is greener
if I switch to smoking hash
Like I’m a
BTC miner
Feeling basic
running ASICS
Passive income is the basis
For my wealth regeneration
I just take off
like a spaceship
I get high
I am weightless
There’s no
future for me
I don’t think I’m gonna make it
But I keep the glass half full
ignore depressive imaginations
Hopefully
one day soon
I’ll clean my act up
sanitation
And if not
Then the plot thickens
Evolve and try to replace it
Reaching out for something more
I can almost even taste it
Coming up from the floor
Moving up to higher places
I ignore these haters quick
I don’t let them try my patience
We were suppose to last forever
we couldn’t past November
I messed it all up with my crass endeavors
Always paper chasing
Hmm Man whatever
I shouldn’t be in my feels
what we had together
Was brief but beautiful
Yes A massive treasure
But now I have to let you go
Its a drastic measure
Its the game that we play
Here’s a fast refresher
I never meant to hurt you
And I had the pleasure
To get to know such a wonderful soul
I always thought we would make it to the end
a trillion blocks old
Our time was cut short and it’s taking a toll
So now I’m taking a stroll
Did greed make me lose sight of my goals
Money over everything
So I’m writing these poems
To say I’m sorry I’m sorry
The nights getting cold
Maybe one day we can meet again
On the other side
Until then old Fren
— I apologize