Thursday 13 February 2014

Wednesday 12 February 2014

Life own controller

We should allways church what we have in our hands

sometimes we know the value of the item once we loose it.

Deep Down , Where Time Freeze . in the Grave of memories , where the sun Fears to approach where its colder than the ice , where the Dark don’t fear the light !!

I am a prisoner of my own , I can’t feel my heart beats anymore , I am looking around me but I can’t see anything , maybe I am blind or its too dark for me .

I am Trying to Remember a Face , a Smile , a Laugh , I am trying to Remember who am I , why I am here , but nothing than shades of memories

Living like a Shadow , I cant even feel my breath on my hands , I am feeling too cold , but I am Burning from inside , this mixture of feelings , in the prison of My own

The ideas in my mind , so desperate I am . when I think about all the time I’ve been here , it seems like ages even its just like an Hour ago . on my yellow cheeks so fade , with tears on like a river . I am Forgetting and I am leaving because I can’t take it any more , I try to sleep for the eternal but its wake me up every time I try . I try to pass out to the other side but it keeps holding me back , I cant go up , I cant go down , Leave me !!! Let me go !! but I am here I still here !! its this voice inside me , not my voice , but her voice !!

It keep Telling words that I cant understand , sometimes I feel like she is next to me ,

But I cant understand why she left me , even that we promise to be together till we become dust !! I don’t know what to say , or what to write anymore , it feels like words can’t be enough sometimes feelings are stronger than words , and sometimes words Disappear

Forgotten by the time , Forgotten by every one , I am waiting for my hour to come , when I thought that the end Approaches . a glimpse of light , start shining !! is it death , is it me going up ? , it was a person I thought he went forever , a person that I’ve forgotten , her hand takes mine and squeeze it so hardly and pull me up , its an angel !! no its not !! its my beloved person saying : did you ever thought that I will be leaving you ?!! after hearing those words

I felt my heart beating hardly !! like its going to explode !!

And Yes it was a Dream , and What a Dream !! looking around me like a fool I see my Angel Sleeping next to me , I took a breath like I was catching it for ages !! and i felt such a relief , I am not Scared of Death , I am Not Scared to Be Forgotten , its just I can’t imagine my life without you !!

Writing all that , just to say , life can be So hard , and we can be thru Horrible things

But with a Good person next to us , nothing could be harder than loosing it

If you have that person do never loose it , if you don’t , no Worries you will Find it

struggles of life with rhythm

There always seems to be something missing

The days get shorter and as I cry tears no one sees,

I stand alone no faith I will never believe

Deep within side of me I always seem to let go

As I stand alone my life always at a stand still

Nothing ahead want to live happy but inside I’m dead

No one can heal me not one soul

Ill always be left outside in the cold

Deep within Im scum Im a true mirage

People see me as something Im not

I play the game well

This game called life

Never lost once no gameover in sight

I would love to put the controller down

Thing is I am my own controller my feelings KINECT

I wont be put down until my heart unplugs

This isnt reality anymore Im just a robot with bugs

Glitchy like a computer Im dragging my feet everything is lagging

My whole world is disconnected my power went out

My eyes close and the dark quickly overcomes till my alarm clock

MAKES NOISE AND ANOTHER DAY HAS BEGUN

It waits for no one

TIME

I’m a little older now

Time is always moving

Much to my surprise.

Tomorrow is now yesterday,

Today has said goodbye

When I was very young,

The future never came.

I’m a little older now,

Life has really changed.

No matter how I try

Time beats me in the end.

It’s always been the master

Never was a friend

I’m a little wiser now

I’ve leant one simple truth.

Time waits for no one

With is so much now to do.

Somewhere in the past

I may have lost today.

What I had, now has gone

It seems so far away

Now and then, I take a look

See what’s going on.

Then I find, once again

Time has been and gone.

What is now has gone

No matter how I try.

The present never lasts

For time’s the reason why

Life is a poem,

life is a story;

live in glory,

don’t live in greed.

You have dreams,

you must feed.

Life is a poem,

life is a story;

don’t live in greed.

Take only what you need.

Tuesday 11 February 2014

THE TARES

Covered with the sad verbage of the slimy press,

Who wished that it would die,

The masterwork languishes alone in duress,

Without query or cry,

Just as there are lovely flowers in the garden,

So too, do weeds grow there;

A land full of the promises of liberty,

Such land filled with red sharks,

They denigrate the bastions and the principles free,

For chance to steal and bark,

Just as there are lovely flowers in the garden,

So too, do weeds grow there;

In nation of promise and desires to be free,

In came a fox to steal,

Disrupting with its freedom all those tenets be,

Pushed advance of red deal,

Just as there are lovely flowers in the garden,

So too, do weeds grow there.

SUN

I must forget you now, remember you

as just somebody I used to know

But how can I?

Last night i saw you in my dreams

Calling out to me as I strolled past

I didn't answer, but my soul did

Awakening my feeble body to

A morning lit with recollections

How can i forget you

As my heart burns with flames of memories

Fixing thoughts tightly glued to all we'd shared

Smokes reaching up my ceiling, enveloping

Complications developing

Caught in another matrix

Fraught with another project

Searching my soul, comparing

Scheming, hoping to grow apples

From this ordinary tree

How can I erase a complete book

Without destroying the entire book

Set some fire with fuel from Oblivion

Strike a match, smell my sulphur explode

Watch all these implosions from the tears welling

Dwelling on the past, painfully duelling with my heart

Laughing sometimes at this cacophony's laughter

Ceasing to exist like we used to

How can I remember to forget to remember

The paths we threaded beaten like foot paths

Through the Sahara

Leading to nowhere, yet coming from the first Words

Words spoken so gently and so purely

Crystallizing before my very presence

Like diamonds, forming treasures in my heart

Sticking on the walls, great as waterfalls

Gushing waters falling on me

Washing, wetting, soaking me with mixed thoughts

While I await the drying powers of the sun, my new sun.

I've decided

Decided!

After a couple of indecisions

Found the answer to my every question

Found a way to balance the equation

My totality went through an inflation

Soaring prices of soul fuel

Heart locked in arms cruel

I fought wars

I bought cars

To transit my wounded soldiers

Not leaving my dead unburied

Not leaving thoughts un-ferried

Love is a war leaving a scar

Got shot got wounded but not killed

I got experiences, got super-skilled

Yet indecision is the real war

The unexpected visitor at dawn

The sleeping danger drawn

The limping stranger's frown

But I've decided today-

chose you among my flock

Put you in my head behind a lock

Then see if you'd bring me any luck

Hold you supreme like a dot that ends a sentence

Peg you down in this windy clime

So you wouldn't be blown away again

By the winds of indecision

O my God don't get blown away

Stay fixed I've decided

I'd sing you a lullaby to lay you to sleep

Write you endless poems to keep you dreaming

Am scheming now no longer screaming

Watering those seedlings you left

A one-millionth second ago, watching them grow

Each day watching you glow

As you begin to realize my decision

How do we remake this incision

On every part of our mien

Feeling so cool to a song by Moen

Each time you cut me open to reach my heart

Now I know how a worship song feels

oh Sky

Ask Him

Why he created a bit of this heart ..

So fragile and simply separated ..

When confronted with the thorns of affection

So sturdy and durable

When wrapped loving and hope ..

Why did he produce a way of tenderness and yearning

Inside this heart ..

Fill within the blanks in it

Anxiety are feat his beloved figure

Raises a myriad of queries

Collect millions asa

Encouragement ..

also left much pain

Why did he produce anxiety within the recesses of the soul

choke shadow

Smothering ..

Helpless against the turmoil that hit …

O reed …

Never style it you are feeling thus torturing it

Why did you only shut up

tell me

A word that might dampen the fun of this ..

Something that takes this sport ..

As healers tuk uncontrolled pain

Breeze creating noise yourself

As if there’s one thing that you just tell Maine

I don’t understand what you mean

Only suspect ..

Whispers say there’s somebody behind Capitol Hill there

Waiting dependably ..

Appreciate what it suggests that to like …

Heart fell and separated

Incise night moulding k sorrows

flap my broken wings

Following the prevailing winds processing

Plugging lost ….

Frozen heart within the corner …

He cracked , sort of a shattered mirror items

Scattered ….

Before it’s lost within the wind …

As he weekday weak ….

I attempt to re- earn the remainder of the center

Mingled with the dirt

I want to embrace …

Grasping my heart items within the corner …

Only the shadow that I will ….

He disappeared once the sun go down from time of day

I couldn’t flap it ’s wings back

He has broken ..

Pierced by sharp thorns ….

Can solely mourn ….

Grimace ..

Reaching for a footing ..

Monday 10 February 2014

The Beauty Of Nature

Strolling towards an impractical dream,

By your side a straying stream,

Above, the mists are feathery cream,

No more might you want to yell.

The air it smells so sweet.

The flying creatures go, twitter tweet.

Delicate grass to place your feet.

You groove with nature's beat.

Over here, there are no autos.

Over here, there are no bars.

Evening time carries you Venus, Mars;

Uncountable measures of stars.

Take everything in agreeable stride,

Don't ever feel you need to stow away.

This is the place you arrive at inside,

Also spread your wings; feel them coast.

Your life is yours, not theirs to take.

Light a flame by the lake.

Continuously cherish, with whom you wake,

Never let your companionships break.

Continuously live without misgiving.

Don't surrender, not presently, not yet.

Know what's to come isn't set.

Acknowledge what adore you get.

I realise that nature's trees are tall,

There's some you can't move whatsoever

Full in Spring ''til Autumn's Fall,

Secured in a winter shawl.

What's more as the seasons go back and forth,

You'll see the stream start to develop.

Filled by your entire life you know,

Conveyed in the winds that blow.

Listen to the melody it sings-

Affection and peace is the thing that it carries.

Imparting all the easily overlooked details,

Cover up scratches and dings.

That what living's about.

Never top it off with mistrust.

Look true near discover this out-

Continuously look for the kinder way.

Furthermore you will see, my most seasoned companion,

This dreamy life, it has no close.

There's dependably all the more past the twist,

Nature's hand, an appendage, to give.

Today

I sat alone and watched

The masses stagger by

The strain of life on every face

The worry in each eye

Remorse, regret were mingled there

Fear on each face did play

Lay down your burden brother

You only live today

I sat and watched the robin

So peacefully at play

No worries of tomorrow

He sings but for today

A song I felt within my heart

I heard a soft voice say

Lay down your burden brother

You only live today

I sat and watched my friends go by

Worry greed on every side

But though I sought with greatest pain

I failed to see of any gain

So humbled now I turn and pray

For strength to live just for today

Prism

Sliding through spectrum replays,

Following more, forms fortunate,

And breaking spaces shattered.

Free from speech, action before breath.

Returning the question. Who’s asking?

Buried beneath bodies that blur autonomy.

Again and again, visions of reciprocation!

Fake and flawless bombards the horde.

Burning bridges, falling ladders,

Dismembered corpses, wretched rats.

Watching all the time.

Forcing blistered blood.

Breeding fractured formulas.

And haunting a lost compromise.

Subdue…

My Inspiration

My Inspiration (HM)

This is an interesting

question to ask myself

Who inspires me? and

What inspires me to write?.

I often ask my self these

questions, every time,

Answer to my question

comes from my mind

and I believe in my answers.

My inspiration is my own life

and the experiences I earned

over a long period of time,

My inspiration is myself.

If I like a word or a quote

or any experiences in life

whether it is good or bad

all those inspire me to write.

My feelings, the sadness

the lonliness of my life

all these feelings and emotions

All those little things which

make me happy inspire me.

I love writing and sometime

my writing itself inspires me

Some of my own work when I read

that ispire me to write again.

I am not a greedy person

and all those little things in my life

Give me inspiration to write and my

own work inspires me many time.

Waiting for Spring

It was a still, silent world.

No breeze stirred the pines

stood in dark contrast to the purity of the snow.

No birds flew across a sky

pinked by the morning sun.

Nothing moved.

Life lay hidden behind a

canvass waiting for the colours of spring.

Sunday 9 February 2014

Humble Heart

One of my favorites.

People tried to take, but didn’t gain anything

they tried to slay me, but I wasn’t never a king

I thank God for the little things that I have

and never ungrateful for whatever I can’t grab

I would give a person a helping hand

but will never brag about the place where he or she stands

My soul is like a clear diamond with a few scrapes

but I’m not perfect, but I won’t let this diamond break

When people give me compliments

I smile and thank God for my achievements

I watch but never speak on how others are envious of my happiness

although that their hate is my strength, but it will always be endless

It seems like the ones that wish ill upon me, Don’t want me to progress

however I will struggle, until I make it to success

I can be offered cars, clothes and money

yet this soul is never cocky nor picky

In the day, reminisce about life by the coast

and at night, celebrate our victory with a toast

Time will pass, and life will go on

make sad things happy, and continue to live on

Beautiful But Painful

This is where the real love. Sometimes Beautiful is sometimes painful. But we should take for granted.

The love that loves without pain
But more painful if we loved but neglected
Admire without having it be a sad sad
But if you have not accord
but sometimes love is not fair
When we really love someone, but not his love for us
While we try our loyal yet betrayed.
That love that look beautiful, but actually painful.

Up Here in The Night

Way, way up here in the night

we learn secrets;

what goes on in the treetops

or on the forest floor

if no one is looking to see but the wildings.

Bats dance an aerial gavotte

and fears – both fresh and stale -

vanish in the dwindled light.

This mountain top we stride

is surrounded by higher ones yet,

and they play as only mountains can

tossing the lightning between them.

Try to grasp a bit of an earthly thing

if you can, hold onto smoke,

chin held up high to touch the smile of the moon

peeking between scattered leaves.

Question what you hear, not the gun’s bellow,

but the heavy footfall on last year’s leaves,

the war growl of the bobcat, too close at hand

or the warming roll of insistent thunder.

Yet another night of rain, moist love from above,

a review of life, as seen by kites in the air,

very few moments manifest as they touch ground,

what a fine way to be.