Feeling very poetic today and decided to share a poem from my “archive” EMOTIONS Flowers blooming and withering, Trees sprouting and falling, Humans ageing and dying, That’s how our emotions are, Sometimes we are as happy as Kings are, Sometimes we are crestfallen because of things happening. Sometime we long for some things, Other times we have mood swings. Our emotions are like televisions, Being controlled by the person with its remote in position. Our remote is controlled by our mind and environs Learn to control your emotions And be able to choose what and when to emote. Don’t get hurt because of fame, Don’t allow mind games. Control your remote of emotion. By Magnanimous Ben

Today, I want to share with you a poem written by yours sincerely in a reflective mode. Enjoy as you read and come into my world of poetry. Sometimes Sometimes I just sit and wonder when things are going to be better, When everyone is going to have a shelter, A place of their own, Worthy to be called home. Sometimes I just sit and ponder when humanity will live together: Where everyone knows one another, With everybody relating, And nobody fading. Sometimes I just sit and imagine a world full of peace, Where people easily share even the last piece. A place full of tranquility Bond by spirituality. -     Magnanimous Ben