Love is true

A Memory is one, 
One that lasts forever, 
A Memory is one, 
One to treasure forever, 
A Memory is one, 
One you create with someone special, 
A Memory is one, 
One that you wont forget, 
A Memory of you, 
You the special one, 
A Thousand Memories, 
Is not worth a real you, 
A Real you, 
Is needed to make Real Memories! 
My Love is not a Memory, 
My love is True. 

Eye !!

Mirrors or spies
what are your eyes?
Do you see the thorns or the beautiful blossoms?
Do you live with poor self acceptance?
Making yourself less by focusing on faults?
Or do you inspire yourself by focusing on your perfections?
Each blossom does not compare itself each to the other.
What are your eyes mirrors or spies?
What do you see, In the face of a stranger?
Do you see a brave man, Or a coward who would run from danger?
What do you see, In the stars of the sky?
Windows to the heavens, Or simply what you pass when you fly?
What do you see, In the homes of the poor?
An opportunity to help, Or a house of another whore?
What do you see, In the reflection of your soul?
Compassion and a bleeding heart, Or is that what you lack to make you whole? 

Mistaken

My heart first felt it real, 
Real and flowing like stream water, 
Water that it was real love, 
Love from deep within my soul being.
Benedict calls me an escapist, 
Escapist that disappears from reality, 
Reality of being loved, 
Loved but the heart locked from outside.
I realized what I had mistaken, 
Mistaken from Gods good love, 
Love and not that passion, 
Passion that almost felt like love.
So I sit down and visualize, 
Visualize about the end, 
End of this infatuating mirage, 
Mirage that claims relationship.

12 Roses

The first red rose
Sent out of season
The second red rose
Sent for no reason
The third red rose
Sent for happiness and health
The fourth red rose
Sent for gaining life's wealth
The fifth red rose
Sent for gaining new friends
The sixth red rose
Sent for guiding you through life's bends
The seventh red rose
Sent for praying you never tire
The eighth red rose
Sent for giving you all of your desire's
The ninth red rose
Sent for your happiness in love
The tenth red rose
Sent for hoping I'm your turtledove
The eleventh red rose
Sent for igniting passion and fire
The twelve red rose
Sent for hoping I'm your desire

Love ..

There are five-four letters I would write
That is equivalent to two words,
As with a burning pen.
There are six-five letters I would write
That is equivalent to two words,
As with a burning pen.
There are three-four letters I would write
That is equivalent to two words,
As with a burning pen.
In searching of eternal love
The light that symbolizes HOPE
The pillar that symbolizes FAITH
A God that symbolizes LOVE
Upon the hearts of me and you

If you could just feel
What I feel here in my heart
You'd know it was real pure and true
Right from the start
But I'm just a man who didn't understand
What you was going through
But you are and i am gone away,
Maybe you'd stay If you only knew in early and how. that i love you too
How did I let you go away 'Cause love, love is so easy to feel
But the hardest thing to say

Anger

Anger is one of the tools that we use
Often to express our emotions 
Uncontrollable anger makes us to be bad people

Learn to control your anger 
Teach your self to control you anger 
Uncontrollable anger can make you a bad person 
Unnoticed anger can make you to have dreadful reputation
Anger can makes you to be seen as selfish

With your anger, you can became a bad example 
When your children see you fighting with their Mother
Because of your anger without justification 
With your anger, you can became an abuser 
You can start by abusing you wife, girlfriend, husband and boyfriend 
Later on you take out the frustration to the children 
If can do it once it will be came addiction 
Learn to control your anger 
Teach you're self to control your anger 

With uncontrollable anger, 
You might have bad reputation in the society
Because you abuse your wife and your children 

When you abuse you wife it affects children 
When you abuse your children you damage their future 
So 'like father like son' 
Like grand mother like granddaughter
All this because of uncontrollable anger
Teach yourself to control you anger 
Before a police man knock on you door 

Year ago

Year ago, we came to the end of the line, 
both went our separate ways, 
but your memory keeps calling me back. 
Calling to me from a distant shore, 
back to your arms once more.
I try to resist and carry on, 
but your memory keeps calling me back, 
like some overplayed song. 
I have a different life now, 
the life we had is now over and gone.
Traces of our love they still remain, 
but I cannot go back, I don’t feel the same. 
Each day it gets harder fighting the urge, 
for your memory keeps calling me back, 
saying with you is where I belong.

Travel

Travel to the place .. Where mind set to peace, No one can see, Feel us free.
Travel to the place .. Where we can breathe, Fill our desire, We wish; we aspire.
Travel to the place .. Where we have silence, Flower of fragrance, And nature to admire.
Travel to the place .. Where we can write, Lines of rhyme, At any time.
Travel to the place .. Where we have enough space, Work without race, No tension on face.
Travel to the place .. Where we can dance, Sing at glance, Bit of time to romance.
Travel to the place .. Where we spread love, Freedom to serve and land to move.
Travel to the place .. Where we can live, of joy and sprinkle its grace, And do anything, anywhere.

Remember

to remember the fallen
is not to remember how they fell
but to remember why and for what
to remember the fallen
is not only to remember their actions
but to remember the dream for which they fought
to remember the fallen
is not to remember how they fought
but to remember who they fought for
to remember the fallen
is to remember their reason
to remember their dreams
and to remember those they fought to save
to remember the fallen
we continue their fight
we carry their dreams
and we finish what they start

Suicide

tis no reason to live
i am living for people
that curse me under their breath
i am living for things
that hate me all the time
i am living for relationships
that have never been there
what am i living for then?
and if you say god i will explode,
my eyes burst with sadness
with a smile to cover up the hurt
apathetic is me
ignorance is bliss
and i don't have it
neither ignorance
nor bliss,
take me now god take me now
i want to cease to exist.
my eyes are opened to the reasons of suicide.
my ears are open to their cries
my nose smells the sickness they face
of a world that hates them
of a world that is apathetic
about
them

Confusion

dieing breeding life to different things
changing from a spring of life to a fall of death
a bluer of colors in my retina
a quick shuffle of leaves past my cold frail body
the cracks in the sidewalk filled with memories
lost down under
only the worms feed on it now
the wind whipping me briskly in the face
like a friend that turned me away
lemonade stands and islands of kids fill my head
pulling at me like a cement block tied to my feet
going down to the bottom
fish food for the time being
it rots away until you couldn't pull it up with crane
so heavy yet, at the same time its almost gone
i want to reach out and touch her
i want to share gods love
but we are just strangers in the same place
no closer then a bird to a reptile
as she runs her hands through her hair
i cant help but wonder what is on her mind
her family? her friends? me?

Opportunity

i see fields of people
scared and afraid of things we have no notice too
when all we think is happiness
all they think is survival
do they deserve the maybe some, but mostly not
heartache that incinerates all it hits
when raindrops fall from the gutter
who sees it?
who catches these victims of the elements
these people hurt like a trapped cloud
imprisoned by responsibilities
yet still a lack of opportunity
how did these raindrops get in the gutter?
and when clouds start to form
its inevitable that rain is gonna fall
and when rain falls
who sees it?
i can smell the sadness
it teaks of an eary silence
but there is noise all around
theres a life cycle
theres no stop
no thought, no care
who would have care for others....
when you thought you were free?

River must find its way to the Sea

EVERY RIVER MUST FIND ITS OWN WAY TO THE SEA
LIKE THE SOUL AND THE SPIRIT SEARCH TO BE FREE
THERE’S A VOICE IN THE GALE AND A CANDLE BURNS BRIGHT
A PATH THROUGH THE DARKNESS, A LIGHT IN THE NIGHT
SEE A PEOPLE’S HISTORY REFLECT IN THEIR EYES
FROM THE ASHES AND EMBERS THE PHOENIX SHALL RISE
THERE’S A PASSION INSIDE, LIKE A FIRE IT BURNS
THE LONGING AND PAIN OF A COUNTRY THAT YEARNS
FREEDOM O FREEDOM RISE UP AND SEE
A NATION AGAIN, PROUD AND FREE
FREEDOM O FREEDOM RISE UP AND SEE
A NATION AGAIN, IS OUR DESTINY
WHEN YOU HEAR THE DRUM ROLL AND PIPERS LOUD PLAY
IN PRINCES ST GARDENS ON A FINE SUMMER DAY
OR AT GLASGOW GREEN WHERE THEY MARCH SIDE BY SIDE
LET THE SKIRL O’ THE PIPES FILL YE WITH PRIDE!
IT’S OUR PEOPLE LIKE YOU AND PEOPLE LIKE ME
WE BUILT THIS GREAT COUNTRY, THE STRONG AND THE FREE
TO BE EQUAL MONG NATIONS ACROSS THE WIDE WORLD
WITH OUR VOICES HEARD AND OUR FLAG UNFURLED
THE GREAT GLENS AND MOUNTAINS OF OUR HOMELAND
BELONG TO THE PEOPLE, IT’S WHAT NATURE PLANNED
O WAKE UP FROM THE DREAM BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
FREEDOM’S YOUR BIRTH RIGHT; FREEDOM’S YOUR FATE
FOR THE SAKE OF OUR CHILDREN, THEIR RIGHTS TO RECLAIM
FOR FREEDOM ALONE, NOT FOR GLORY OR FAME
DON’T CURSE THE DARKNESS HOLD UP YOUR LIGHT
LETS PULL TOGETHER - RIGHT IS OUR MIGHT

Hope

Strong to be silent, 
Patient like the heart, 
That waits for its beating, its timing and start.
Still as the breeze, dead in the trees, 
Not a whisper, no murmur, 
Thats says what she needs.
Here here she will stand, 
For as long a she needs, 
To wait for that moment when love will succeed.
He knows the way back, yet will he return? 
Will he come home to her answering urn? 
For he told her to wait, and thats what she did, 
No eating, no movment, till he reappears.
And there she is now, wasting away, 
Wishing and hoping today is the day.
Darkness empowering, shes losing her way, 
Lost in the stillness, 
And skies fading grey.
Her eyelids close softly and she dissapears, 
From the body she knows to the spirit she fears.
So there she stands waiting, 
Alone in her days, 
Noone can hear see her or hear what she says.
For he said he still loved her, he said he'd come back.
And nows she has eternity to realise his lack. 

Truth

It takes a lot of our resources to tell lies
It takes a lot of time and effort to make it sink
It takes a lot of resources to force people believe it forever
Lies take this much because they do not mirror truth
The Truth that was is and will always be
Lies have wings and fly at a supersonic speed
Lies come up in various shapes and sizes
Lies put on beautiful cloaks with many colours
Lies taste sweeter than tongue can wield the matter
But lies fly away when Truth appears
Truth glides at a snail's pace
Truth does not disguise its ugly face
Truth does not taste better than it really is
Truth is simply truth as it was is and will always be
Truth is light that dispels the darkness
The darkness that envelopes the world and cause sin
The truth is the truth 
Tell it; tell the truth as it is
Don't panic! Don't give up! 
Because the truth was is and will always be
It is only the truth that will set you free
And give you peace now and forever
But if there must be meaningful peace
You must tell it cautiously
For time, setting and people count

Syria in my heart

This time calls for courageous leaders to stand, 

Stand for the hope and safety of people of Syria
I pray for brave citizens across the globe
To call upon their leaders to step out of the crowd, 
Step out faithfully and smash evil amongst us, 
Step out and let it be known loud and clear, 
Humanity is indivisible, therefore, no one stands alone.
Woe are those who stand still and watch destruction
Across the globe, those who are failing to engage
In dialogue for the goodness of humanity.
I declare that we should honour the Creator
And stand with leaders who speak of peace and love.
Leaders whose direction is to help hurting people
Across the globe. Let us stand firm with those who
Are honouring the Creator, not gripping with fear.
Praise be unto they who shows kindness and respect
To the inner spirit of their soul to realize
That we are one in creation, different colours, 
Different countries, yet we are one.

May the supernatural power of the Almighty
Guide and direct leaders to realize that 
It is time to show assurance that they believe
Regardless of distance, God will stand with
The faithful, the courageous and the gracious.
May the spirit of everlasting protection
Be upon the leaders of our lands as they
Step forward to let the world know that
Somebody cares about the people in Syria
As much as the people in their own country.
May integrity and excellence in thought, 
Be the turning point for leaders to take action, 
As they are counted in the 'vessel' of Love, 
Peace, Hope, Change and Indurance in a world
Calling for peace. 

Greed

The greed of the 21st century
Upon humanity seen, near and far
Financial institutions fallen
Corporations shaken
Greed taken hold of human souls
Greed, too much for a few
The middle falling out,
The bottom melting to sunder
Greed, taking a hold of humanity
Boldly, greater and greater
The system is waning
Greed, in nations of the world
People with much, look away,
People with the least nourishment
Paying more and more
Will someone help to arrest
The cause of greed?
Will the greedy give something back?
Raise your voices not only to
Joyful encounters, stand up
Be counted with those who
Painfully goes to bed, hungry,
Wake up in despair,
Lend a hand, you who have much,
Help to eradicate greed!
One world humanity lives,
Your time to help is now! 

Freedom

Freedom is losing without fears
Slavery is just tears
Freedom is being proud & great
Slavery is just to regret
Freedom is something worth dying for
Slavery is nothing worth living for
Freedom is like being a warrior
If you are a slave then your fate is much sad & inferior 
Freedom is like loving your woman & your wine
Slavery is just hopelessly guessing that 'I am fine'
Freedom is the truth & the success
Slavery is a grief in excess 
Freedom is caring for your soul
Freedom is being master of you own destiny
Freedom is having self-respect
So if you are a slave then make yourself free
I bet that then you will grow like a sacred tree. 

Vanishing With Time

time turns the weather from hot and cold, 
time makes us grow old, 
time is a split decision, 
time is what we have alot in prison, 
time is something you cant buy, 
time keeps going even after you die, 
time is money and money is time, 
time is what you get when you commit a crime, 
time is something you cant break, 
time is something you learn from a mistake, 
time doesnt grant you wishes, 
time is based on decisions, 
time is something you remember from the past, 
time is something that goes by so fast, 
time gives u another try, 
time makes you laugh and cry, 
time makes you happy and sad, 
time is something you want more but never had, 
time has no end, 
time can make you a better man, 
time makes you choose wrong from right, 
time turns day to night, 
time makes you forgive but not forget, 
time is something you could regret, 
time makes you go under pressure, 
time is something you will always treasure, 
time is never enough, 
time is easy but also rough, 
time can make you rich or poor, 
time is something we all want more.
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God bless Egypt

Rise you head up ..!

Some people might say life sucks
or life is full of shit
While other people say life is beautiful
or life is full of surprises
I must say, I agree with all those
Life is whatever you think of it..and everything you think of it
Life is what you make it of it and what you say of it.
Life is about sadness
Life is about happiness
Life is about pain
Life is about loss
Life is about smiling
Life is about crying
Life is about love
Life is about laughter
Life is about learning from your mistakes
Life is miserable
Life is horrible
Life is dumb
Life is awesome
Life is depressing
Life is tears
Life is sorrow
Life is anxiety
Life is Bullshit
Life stinks
Life sucks
I could go on and on and tell you all about life
But I'm not here to sort this out for you
'cuz..
Life is all about you and how you treat it
You criticize it...well, you're actually criticizing yourself
You like it, you hate it..well, its all up to you
Life is you so be careful how you describe it

When If Meets Must

If we can fight together, we must strive together 
If we can play together, we must pray together 
If we can plan together, we must stand together 
If we can cry together, we must try together 
We must strive together, if we can fight together 
We must pray together, if we can play together 
We must stand together, if we can plan together 
We must try together, if we can cry together 
The future of man is built on a plan 
Of working together whenever we can 
So "if" must stand so tall 
And "must" alone, cannot fall 
For together, forever we bring 
The best, the good of it all 

Peaceful waters

Beside the peaceful waters, 
we watch the fireflies dance 
late into the darkness 
as we warm to love’s advance.
Beside the peaceful waters, 
she steals my heart away 
only to be gone from my side 
at the breaking of a new day.
Beside the peaceful waters, 
my dreams lie shattered in despair. 
She has gone to another’s arms 
and no longer, mine will share.

True love means ...!!

Love, in its purest form, means, that you want
more for those you love, then you do for
yourself. That you care for those you love, 
more than you care for yourself.
Can anyone truly love another without
feeling this way? I think not.
When one loves another, there is not the least hesitation
in putting that person first. With little regard for ones
personal feelings, or desires, love compels you
to put the one who is loved...first.
Human frailties become an integral part of love. I
like so many others, at times, are blinded by
'what we want' as opposed to what our loved
ones need from us. Occasionally, if this happens, 
on an infrequent basis, it is not really selfish, self indulgent or uncaring, it's simply being what we are. Human.
They have been times when one finds themselves doing
just that, and then in reflection, one shall always regret
it. One must try, as much as humanly possible, to put those you love, before the trivial wants of yourself. After all, when one truly reflects on most of their wants, are they not really just that? Trivial.
Love keeps the sprit and soul alive and without ones
love ones, their being, their sprit, their soul, would surely perished, in relationship to any true existence.
One must find the power to harness any moments of
anger and remember that anger is the roadblock
to all that is worthwhile and meaningful in life.
Seek the ability, to sprinkle the goodness
within you and to make your loves ones life
better...because you are. Have the wisdom
to know, that if your want to change the world for the better, it starts with all of us, by our being better.


May you have patience and understanding. The more
fortunate among us, have the kind of love, that fills the
empty spaces and solitary moments of life.

May He watch over and bless you and yours.

Home

Home is a dim, half remembered thought, 
Like a quest of old, by knights long sought.
That humanity, for an ideal, furiously fought.
Home only a dim and faded dream, 
Like leaves carried rapidly by a stream.
That bring to mind, memories, so serene.
Home a place to finally rest my weary feet, 
And under that old live oak, take a shady seat.
And at last, finally, once more feel complete.
Home is where my heart should be, 
I hope it went there, when I set it free.
I pray that it's there, wating for me.

Wanted to smile

Have you wanted to smile, 
When you were crying? 
Just to grin fo a while, 
While your heart was dying.
To let a faint shadow, 
Cross your face, 
So that no one would know, 
How your heart did race.
To look everyone square in the eye, 
Even though you soul was aching, 
So that others looks you might defy, 
Even while your heart was breaking.

Caught the wind

Have you ever caught the wind, 
And just held it in your hand? 
Have you had an open mind, 
While it blows throughout the land? 
Blowing by you as you stand.
Have you ever reached up high, 
And caught the wind by surprise? 
Reaching for it as it goes by, 
As you opened wide your eyes, 
And found nothing in your hand but lies.
I don't imagine anyone can boast, 
Of such a feat of great renown.
Not one soul from coast to coast, 
Has ever witnessed the wind bound, 
With ropes and chains, securely bound.

Ghost

A ghost of a man stares back at me, 
From the mirror on the wall.
So different from the man I used to see, 
The long summer's turned to fall.
The auburn hair has turned to white, 
The eyes are sadder now.
A long life now in it's twilight, 
So many years gone, where and how? 
But I won't complain, I never do, 
I'm glad for what's come my way.
There's not a moment that I rue, 
And I thank the lord for every day.

God has his ways

A clear blue sky, 
The breeze in the trees.
What more could I ask, 
To feel so at ease.
The sun on my face, 
The birds and the bees, 
Yes God has his ways, 
To put us at ease.

Life of mine

Life is Universe, very vast.

Life is Water, continous moving.Life is Air, all over the place.Life is Season, changes with time.Life is Ocean, very deep.Life is Time, unstopable.Life is Meaningless, can't be understand as easy as you thinkLife of a Student is reading.Life of a Teacher is teaching.Life of a Father is motivatingLife of a Mother is caring.Life of a Scientist is new findings.Life of a Engineer is innovation.Life of a Businessman is profit.Life of a Player is game.Life of an Actor is play.Life of a Poter is luggage.Life of a Fisherman is fishing.But life of Mine ... is the opportunity to grab these all.