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"Althea Aster: A Healing Star" is a captivating collection of poems that takes readers on a journey through the intricacies of life, the beauty of nature, the depths of human emotions, and the power of motivation. The title, derived from Greek, perfectly encapsulates the essence of this poetic masterpiece, as it represents a celestial symbol of both healing and illumination. Within the pages of "Althea Aster," readers will discover a rich tapestry of verses that delve into the profound intricacies of existence. Each poem is meticulously crafted to touch the reader's heart and evoke a range of emotions. From the poignant exploration of love and loss to the celebration of joy and resilience, these poems offer solace, inspiration, and a renewed sense of purpose. Nature serves as a constant muse throughout the collection, with vivid and sensory imagery transporting readers to enchanting landscapes. Whether it's the gentle rustling of leaves in an ancient forest, the shimmering dance of sunlight on a tranquil lake, or the fragrant blossoms of a vibrant garden, the natural world comes alive in these verses, inviting readers to find solace and connection within its embrace. The power of human experiences takes center stage in "Althea Aster." Through poetic narratives, the author beautifully captures the essence of the human spirit. From the exploration of diverse relationships to introspective reflections on personal growth and identity, these poems offer a profound understanding of the shared human condition. They remind us of our resilience, our capacity for compassion, and the transformative potential we all possess. Motivation is a guiding force in this poetry collection, igniting the spark within readers' hearts. Whether you seek inspiration to overcome challenges, pursue your dreams, or find strength in times of adversity, "Althea Aster" provides a source of encouragement and empowerment. These uplifting verses remind us of our own inner light and encourage us to embrace our unique journey with unwavering determination. "Althea Aster: A Healing Star" is a radiant testament to the power of words, resonating with readers across all walks of life. It is a treasure trove of emotions, insights, and revelations that will leave a lasting impact on anyone who embarks on this poetic voyage. Whether you are a poetry enthusiast, a nature lover, or someone in search of motivation, this book is an invitation to immerse yourself in the magic of language and the transformative power of verse. Published on Webnovel and Wattpad, it promises to captivate and inspire readers, illuminating their lives with the healing radiance of a star.
In the bleak night, 'pon lonely street of Capitol Bye Pass,
Mine stomach's growl, louder than thunder's clash,
Mine lips, pink and cracked like parched earth's skin,
I lift mine gaze, pleading to the heavens for a drop of rain's kin.
With naught a penny to purchase water's keep,
I stand on chilly walk, embracing self to find warmth's reap,
Lo! A sight unfolds, a carriage grand and rare,
A man alights, bedecked in black with an umbrella fair.
Lost as a sheep, I stand before the data vendor's stall,
Beseeching this man for aid in my academic call,
Lo! He purchases a card, with a hundred dollars bestowed,
Mine heart, shattered like glass, its fragments overflowed.
Unseen, unheard, by this man's disdainful sight,
He returns to his carriage, swift as a bird in flight,
A single tear, unbidden, escapes mine eye,
Wiped away swiftly, so the vendor won't spy.
'Tis then I know, life is a cruel knave,
My hatred for poverty doth fiercely crave,
Dragging weary feet towards mine humble abode,
In mine chamber, I weep, and cry out to God.
Oh, wretched poverty! I despise thee so!
With every ounce of my being, thy presence I forego,
I wish thee naught, to banish from existence's reign,
For poverty, thou art man's direst bane.
Thy bite, thy pain, thy lethal grip,
Even in life's façade, thou taketh thy sip,
Reducing one to naught, a mere semblance of man,
Thou strip away dignity, as only thou can.
Because of thee, I suffer in torment's grasp,
Thy weight upon me, a plague that doth clasp,
Society's gaze, a scornful eye doth cast,
A charity case, a vessel for pity to amass.
Why must I endure days devoid of nourishment's care?
Why must I face bitter cold with no shelter to share?
Why must I toil, a servant in unjust decree,
When all mankind, in truth, were made equal and free?
Why must I suffer, bound by poverty's hold?
Why must my kin, my country, friends be ensnared in its fold?
Why must I tread paths where food is but a dream,
White rice without soup, a meager, tasteless regime?
Why must I endure, penny-less and parched,
Unable to buy water, within my grasp far-fetched?
Why must I subsist on dry gari and salt alone?
Why, I ask, must this suffering be my own?
Though pain, shame, and rejection be thy bitter fruits,
I find solace in Jesus, amidst life's pursuits,
Yet, as a human, the ache of material want stings,
For poverty's taste, bitter it brings.
It smells of brimstone, like the smoke from hell's pyre,
An unbearable burden, consumed by its fire.
So, in old English tongue, with rhythmic refrain,
I lament this plight, in hopes it will wane.
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