Ethics between cultures and religions

Ethics is the feeling of human that he is accountable to his conscience for what he should do, So, we don't call a human as a decent until he give his charity in secret and public seeking nothing in return,
And we can't call someone merciful human, until he learns to weep with his heart before his eyes weep, Nor a equitable or rightful human become he bravely learns to judge himself before he judges others, Nor sincere human before he becomes truthful and so that his actions believe in the his sincerity of his words, 
It does not benefit nor intercede for man to be what prevents him from the evil deeds just his fear of the torment of judgment day or his fears of the law, But it is useful for a man to let his conscience be the leader who guides him and his enlightenment, which is enlightened in the darkness and the hardships of his life the road to touch humanity.
Morals in my own world... is the tear that glitters on the eyes of man whenever his eyes fell on a landscape scenes of misery, 
It is the scream that the brave shout out in the face of injustice, in the face of tyranny for supporting the weak, 
However ethics in my world is a duty of self-fulfillment regardless of its consequences... If we wants to teach others how to do morality how to fill his shell wit humanity, first we must recall our own conscience.

Took my breath away

Through this life we're manipulating, hide our true thoughts, misleading and sometimes we even wear masks, but didn't we stopped for a while and asks ourself ... for what we do that, and what was the price..! 
For at the end we hope to make a definite profit, win a game, mocking and humiliate someone or just satisfying our pride.. there are a lot of motives but the most deceptive and most powerful deception is the deception we practice on ourselves,
As if we've been forced by our wildness ego to get a role in that endless stories called life, sailing through its chapters one after another hopping the end of our story will be happy, ignoring the facts that happy endings are only... unfinished stories and even death itself is not the end, but the beginning.
The amazing thing in our will that we usually smell the fragrance of the end from the very beginning, but we continue to struggle with facts and cling to illusions, ignoring what the story imposed on us.. alas,  
Very small is life...  Just an inhalation come in and If there isn't exhalation .... it's over

World of oblivion

We go back with our thoughts for that very special time to search beneath our true laughter for happiness, and the sensations take us to where dreams was giving birth, and we see the seconds go rapidly from before us, and the same feelings still remain, and our books are still filled with the images of our childhood, the clarity and purity of our true love, to find that our seats still hugging the warmth of our stories.
Although you are having a lot of memories, but you can not choose what you remember and what you must forget, it is the memories itself which impose themselves at the time it wants, 
Definitely some memories were painful and offensive but when we will have a clear picture about the past we will realize that some of our memories are better than anything that could happen to us again, And in the mill of life we do not know the true value of moments of life until they are lost... lost in the depths of memory,
Memories, this sense of conscience which transcends the will, the heart and even feelings..  It's either a flame of self-aggrandizement which we hope that it will be wasted, or glowing candle which will light our future, or even an earthquake that will destroy our souls for the rest of our lifetime. and no matter we will accept the facts or not our memories will always remain silent stories left a lasting effect on us, like bells... bells beats in our own world of oblivion.

Despair and love

It is one of the most difficult problems a person facing... Despair is defined as a feeling that causes a person to lose hope in achieving what he wants, and this feeling eventually leads to loss of "appetite of life" if left untreated. There is no doubt that man's failure to do something, or in his knowledge drives him to despair, in this case if despair is necessary for a certain period and then passed, it is normal, because the life of man it's about his actions, this actions translated into emotions and feelings, But if the stage of despair persists, this will requires special treatment.
Everybody of us has gone through despair, because in every human being there is weakness and strength, courage and cowardice, steadfastness and surrender, purity and filth, the Savior resisting and the betrayal betraying, the weak collapsing under despair and the hero fighting until his last breath.
Since the purity of our souls have a closed manner as metals.. stretching with hope, shrinking with pain and get rusting with despair.
And because,   
We all have this beautiful dream which never came true, and we all crossed through the field of deception pulling the tails of our disappointment, otherwise the pinnacle of pain is that despair will chew us between his jaw before the frustration hits us on the road.
Yet still the most difficult types of despair is the despair in human relations, especially with regard to sincere feelings and love, actually desperation is sometimes an ally of love.
Many are those who have lost the way, taken from isolation and loneliness the sanctuary to them despair yet few those who could move on,  
If you know that you are in this ordeal alone, Make sure you are the only one who has the rudder for it's easy to sail with tide, It is easy to surrender to  typhoon... But you knew what, only the dead fish goes with the flow,
Now try in your desperation time to remember every single special moment passed through your mind and still remains hope, for only hope can defeat your negativity, it's defeat your fears to move on, search for it, find it and follow the road.

Enamored

 Longing taught me since we've met that in your eyes I can fold my dreams, 
Sings the melody of loyalty maybe it takes away the pain and relieves my nights,
And I planted your love in my heart so as more as the years passed I see it blooms,
I dreamt that someday in front of your doors I'll put my bags, and say goodbye to my torment in life, 
And I forgave the days of all its sins, forgave the world, And all mankind were freely forgiven.
Longing taught me what is living, and now I knew how longing feed the stars with light 
However missing you still burning my core, complaining in silence your staleness site, 
Alas.. When there comes a time to meet after our loyalty as if we are strangers, as if we weren't have a promise to keep, 
Ya .. who has given all that I have, I am still in our holy covenant faithfull and believe,
So, if the story has end, and there's nothing still remains can mend, just remember that..  He who is enamored you..  Is Me... Me.. M e. 

Wreck of mercy and treachery of nostalgia.

Even when we are smiling, our eyes sometimes crying.. For in this life we aren't living, the truth is we are dying.
struggle with decaying body has a soul willing to flying.
Loyalty has a price, honesty was a myth, and in the wall of silence we've nothing but praying.

Fear death no more

A blind man loves a deaf woman, when he will learn to paint his words she will hear the feeling scream in his bones.
You knew,  Sometimes I feel your distance, but most of the time I feel your presence .. The warmth of your bosom .. The sound of your breath close to my ears, even those lost heart beats knocking in your chest fading into my vein. Although my mind refused to accept this illusion to be my refuge in my struggle to stay on path does not know miracles anymore.
And sometimes in the repetition of our desperate attempts to reach what we want .. We become like a gardener watering an artificial tree with water and expected to bear its fruit, 
And there will come a time when whoever sees life in its true face without falsification or fabrication will undoubtedly fear death no more for life is often more terrifying than death.

Untold... goodbye

And the mind grave losing people more and more, since they are not here anymore, like a neon light trembling in an empty hall, waiting our destiny for rest to call, When someone goes away, everything that’s been done go badly sway,
Darkness fold his wings, melody abandon it songs, heart shuttered for a thousand peaces, when mind straggle the aggressiveness of losing faces, and like the boats lost beneath the seas, your attention to living drained like leaves of trees, 
Finally our memories picture the truth we deny, all the things we cowardly preferred no to identify, when we lost precious days full of fun, when we lost the warm of our Sun, when we haven't wings to fly, and all what still remains is untold... goodbye.

Tears are unspoken heart words

The problem grown when you punished your beloved for something he or she said, nay..  Believe me it's not, you shouldn't worry about this, you need to be worried when we have nothing to say..  And now.. I have nothing, now I have nothing for I don't have you. 

I'm dieing

The sunset outside my window, Has lost all it`s glow
The rose in the garden, Doesn't bloom any more
Your love killing me not in the land of dreams, but truly it do.
Let me hear your voice before I die, 
Let me see your true face before I die,
Let me express my feelings before I die,
The sunset outside my windows, has lost all it's glow, has lost all it's glow.
The rose in the garden... doesn't blooms any any more... Come, just come.. Come for i failed and i'm dieing loving you.

irreplaceable

Tonight I shall sail away to a world of darkness, so bid me farewell and watch me disappear to the point of no return. The taunted screams that escaped to follow my footsteps were never vehement enough for me to turn around; to trace back the path I once took. I cannot erase whats written, nor can I rewrite the unknown, I'm sorry for my heart was once your canvas, your strokes, and your only diary I always were, so remember to write me in your tomorrows. And let me into the night struggling to sail, to seal my last goodbye. I shall remain unread, forgotten, departed, to everyone but you... for you are irreplaceable .. didn't you know..!!

Time to rest

The day will come to ask yourself If the past you must forget, And nothing needs your sorrow or regret.
For lovers meet and stay together and others are distend to apart..!
And if you are one of who have been left behind...  do you have to cry and suffer or just search for a new start..!
Only you have the power to answer for only you can open your heart and forgive, cause that will help you to survive and live.
only you have the ability to dream so high, to never give up and always try or to just let go and say goodbye.
Only you suffer and have that broken hearts which need to mend, you're always true and never pretend, you felt with shutter because your love has no end, but you still can find care in the hand of true friend.
Only you can be confident and never hesitate, forget all the feel of hate and always believe in your fate.
Only you can keep dreaming however it may never come true, but it's the best way to live your life through.
But you know...!
Do Not to be shy If you have done something wrong, but to admit it and be proud that you have learned a lesson that will help you to be strong.
And where there is darkness be sure... dawn is the next, and when everything is so tiring... for sure there would be time to rest.

Come

And it is strange that the sheep live throughout its life a plagued of wolves ... Then it finished canned in box,

It is frustrating to the ship spent it life battling the stormy waves and then crashing on rocks,

It is very painful to struggle dreams the reality of life and feelings became something with frozen looks,

And you keeping ask yourself, does it was fairy tales or you just have been mocks.

Entomb request.

It was a game, how fool i am, as much as i suffered there's nobody to blame,
Didn't you notice my point of view, the clown masks color were fading hue,
Years has lost, priceless was the cost, even the warm feelings turned to frost,
now I'm alone, everything gone, yet still my heart can't move on,
promise to keep, your love so deep, thousand miles away.. away from creep.
sleepless was the night, mind objection and the heart still.. willing to fight,
Until I'll have anything more to give, I'll bury that love, 
Until we meet again in our holy place above.

Suicide

When love conquers poverty mills. The hearts bleed the blood of love on the graves of commitment.
The joy of the encounter and the pain of parting turn into a struggle for survival
And the ray of hope dissolves Between fear and bashfulness,
Aspirations stat to disappear, we keep pushing until we get wounds we can not bear,
And the discontent between reality and the struggle to heal the wounds the life itself becomes disheartening, meaningless, 
You can curse the circumstances. 
You can resent what you have made with your choices. 
There are many reactions depending on your personality
So you can try again many times... But even if you keep trying in the same way, you will only benefit from repeated failures,
Here at this particular time ... faith must emerge from the heart of sorrows,
Belief that you are a human nd humans do mistakes,
Belief that everything happens by fate and destiny,
Belief in your strength, ans your power to rise again,
Belief that nothing created to stay forever, and who he will win is aften the one can patiently waiting a little bit more.
Belief that What afflicted you, you weren't had the ability to avoid. And what missed you wasn't distend to harm you at first place, for all that you are going  through have been written when you was at your mother womb.
Now awake up from your dreams and try again to make sure you give them birth and let them come true, you are definitely designed for success.

A kiss

Saturday night, only fools seeking for fight,
For it's a blessed moments full of delight,
You keep our problems aside but now .. please let me hold you tight,
For that last battle weaken your knight,
didn't you know that; the day i missed you, I lost the road that leads me to the light.
A soft kiss wishing you goodnight.

When faith in God is limited

When happiness lies between the touch of our existence and how we feel about others,
When it becomes rational... what rejects by the mind with all means and imposed by the heart,
When faith in God is unlimited, and all predestination will lead us to the same path,
When we savor loneliness as a means of giving rise to our longing,
When we live the present with sincerity to the dreams of future and to lose time between the pen and what it dictates,
When silence says what words can not
When the eye reveals what in the heart so hot
Do not get angry
You love deeply.. deeply love.

Love burning in vain

Some grown up and still need time to understand, some understanding and need time to grow up and between them both there are a gap of emotions and a drying out lake of mutual responsibilities.

But i miss you, don't forget about me

I think of your warm and inviting smile of the laughter that now brings tears and I miss you.
I think of your small body wrapped in my arms of the hands that caressed your hair and I miss you.
I think of evenings in front of a fire of hot chicken soup now gone cold and I miss you.
I think of you bravely waving good bye of the way you walked out of my sight and I miss you.
I think of lessons you have taught me of the promises I keep ... and I miss you.
How could fate have separated us ?
How could you just go away ?
I think of you and miss you.

Home _002

one's saw roads are rough and full of struggle, or very narrow to get through
But you know whatever road I thought about it always leads me back to you, for you...  are my inner light which shines through every storm,
You...  are there by the fire that keeps your house a home,
You... walk with my mind each moment through happiness and pain,
You... are my invisible sheltering umbrella for whenever there is rain,
No matter where I'm waiting to travel, Where ever in the world I roam
I have the inner hidden longing that I will never lose my way, because my sweetheart all the roads lead me back to you to that fairy tail place 
which we'll call our home.