Amidst the chaos, you feel your own essence,A symphony of noise, an insolent rash;You gather your thoughts, recollecting the trash,Terrified at first, then a smile in remembrance. Summoning peace, you stand your ground,A smile from within, a beacon of hope;For in the darkest moments, you must cope,And remember your friend, who’s always around. Do not…
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I Believe!
The Only Answer To Any Question.
Don’t Believe What You Think! By The Given Heart.
Our assumptions can destroy our true selves.
How Can We As Humans Improve Our Self Control?
Self-control is the ability or act of restraining one’s own impulses, emotions, or desires. It is a cognitive process that is necessary for achieving specific goals. It is also related to emotional self-regulation . Self-control is a limited resource that functions like energy. Self-control is what separates humans from the rest of the animal kingdom….
The Art of Illusory Betrayal, By The Given Heart.
How people make us believe when they telling lies that are even hard for them to say.
Cats Can Fly Too: The Tale of Pat the Cat, a funny poem by The Given Heart
There was a cat named Pat,Whose meows sounded like a bat,She loved to chase mice,And was always very nice. Her fur was as soft as silk,And as white as a glass of milk,Her eyes were the color of green,The prettiest you’ve ever seen. When Pat walked down the street,She moved as graceful as a fleet,She…
Don’t Believe What You Think part 2 by The Given Heart is out on SoundCloud.
Listen to Don’t Believe What You Think part 2 by Gerald Tapiwa Moyo on #SoundCloud
The Brainy Gentleman’s Tale by The Given Heart
I heard a tale of a man with a mind so keen,Whose face, like Megamind’s, made quite a scene.Though I sometimes feel like a train rolling fast and strong,Meeting him felt like seeing but being blind all along. He spoke like a sage, with words of great power,His voice like a ringing bell at the…
Friday The 13th, By The Given Heart.
Something assumed goes for the fall,It doesn’t show up as expected. They said it would be a terrifying blow. Do we have to dance according to the tune,Ousting our long planned endeavours,Wobbling inside the mysterious masquerades of June?Nervousness has been our companion. Though we are running after wind,Heed to these thoughts and unwind.Interest your own…
Artistic True Activity! 