Our departure from human beings may not be hatred or change, for sometimes solitude is the homeland of tired souls
I thought that the worst thing in life, Is that the person remains alone, but I discovered that the worst thing in life, that man lives with people who make him feel lonely,
The shock does two things to our being as a human... Either destroy us or make as a person hard to defeat, but unfortunately when we fall as a prey to others deception our proposals left to complete our life and move on shrinking around us, Shrinking to become a few possibilities... Regret then either revenge or become a victim of loneliness in our own world.
let me tell you that; do not regret about what you have given them, but you should be proud that you were and still a human, who carries a heart among people with no hearts, and to be honest with you I can't prevent you from taking your revenge but I want you to know that revenge has two facets, A black face eats of your conscience, your spirit and your soul, and drives you to hurt others and a bright white face will inflame your spirit to be the finest and the most creative and the most beautiful human full of honesty and humanity,
The what will still left is to be alone for only solitude is that safe homeland for tired souls but don't forget that solitude is also what makes us weak.. it's up to you but it takes a real human to forgive for forgiveness need so much power,
and I just want to remind you to remember ...
That wonderful is the smile that says to sadness "will not beat me"
And,
That attempt, which says to failure "will not be able to get me down"
That ambition, which says to thwart would "you can not control me"
I want to fall on you like rain upon a wild desert flower, just to opening a new different reason from you where From threads of kindness, tenderness, compassion, honesty and other noble qualities we need to build our nest,
And I'll scaring all the old bees away from annoying your heart, So it’s just you and me turning this desert into our own meadow
The rabbits in the hole
The grasses are wet and beginning to bow
The forest is damp and sleepy and in the meadow.... I bend down and kiss your petals wetly falling all over you...
Sucking off your honey, Almost plucking you... But not going so far just pulling you so that you can feel your roots leaving to let you almost taste my old world in the sky, So afterwards you can go down... Believing,
But alas, always at some page of the story, always
The only thing I can find now... is emptiness, isolated and left alone to die,
The only thing left, is to sit and and watch you completely deny,
My lost in a world full of darkness, with my arms outstretched,
Does life is nothing but a trick uphill, it's get harden every time i try collect together the pieces left of my will,
And with each swing of a pendulum and tick of my clock, the world start shrinking and their's nobody to talk.
I don't even know I'm hoping for what, hoping for light, life moves on, and there’s no one to help me in this fight.
If you must love me....
Love me not for the sorrow in my eyes, love me not even for my smile, For if I forget to smile... So will your love vanish in a blink of an eye.
Love me for Love.
Love me not for my weakness body, not for how you want me to touchs you, love me for the sake of Love, not for how I choose to speak my words.. Or how I inked its one by one only for you..
Love me for Love...
For everything else fades away.
Wealth and sincerity.
Beauty and health.
Love and commitment.
Rare characteristics do not meet in a relationship lasting beyond the awareness of human beings.
once upon a time. There was a child of hostile character. He hated the arrogant. He humiliates those who feel they are stronger than him only to increase strength and hardness. He dreamed of being an unrivaled knight.
While receiving his education. Despite his family's place among neighbors. His father sent him to learn most of the crafts. And the people respected his father and feared his also.. And was the only condition for each of handicrafts those he sent his son to them, just not to insult his son dignity. And never pay money for what he doing among other things.
someday the boy become a madness man of dignity and a knight always help weak and poor people, And he inherited the flame of honor and honesty of his father ... and characterized by courage and fearless even of death itself,
One day he met a masked girl. He liked her words and her culture. He love her pride and courage. Even he was impressed by her disregard for him.
He making the impossible to become closer of her .. sacrificed everything was owned to be able to see her... And all his attempts are all fail. Then finally he got a plan... He decided to build a fence on the way lead to her home. He does not make anyone enter or leave the town without seeing him. And if the passerby is good, he let him pass. And if he was a knight he was silently fighting him so as not to cross The road and see his beloved one,
Finally she loved him, his ego let him to raise his face to her family and said, "No one deserves her love more than me. No one can take it from me before it kills me and on my dead body, Even the king of death himself can not"
His feelings towards her drive him crazy, let him forgot the gifts god gave him, his vanity blind his eyes let him become arrogant,
God heard him from above, so, he asked his angel of death Azraeil, to take his soul, to prison his spirit,
In a blink of an eye Ezra came down from heaven and he walked in the road.. And he call for the knight, "You he who prohibited men from pass this road, I'm going to take your soul to her creator, god send me to take your soul" the knight was known that no human can say such words to him,
He got a tear in his eyes and reply to the angel of death "please don't i did wrong actions but I'm a good man, i have a lot of humans and they love me, please.. Let me live the rest of my life with the woman i love,
Azra felt with his honesty, but azra also can't come back to god with an empty hands, So, he asked the knight.. "okay ask any one to die foe you and I'll let you alive, the knight ran to his family and to all his friends asking for them help, he asked them for one can sacrifice his soul for death angel,
and alas, nobody helps him, everyone was loving life, so the knight started to cry and his beloved one saw him,
She asked him, my knight why i you are crying ?
He told her the story and what he searched for... Then she started to walk into the death angel and said..
"please take my soul for i can't live without his love..! "
The knight ran towards the death angel and said..
"please let her and take my soul for i have nothing on this earth or another if she wasn't going to be with me"
God listen to all this and asked his death angel to let them both alive... And before he fold his wings towards the sky.. The angel of death said to the knight
"nothing created to stay forever, your love gives you another chance, don't wast it builds walls, for what meant to be has been written by god and will always find its way."
Once it was two artists they painted a plate with each other. It was a very large painting and its abstract crest was great and beautiful .. Starting from scratch from below to higher up until it came to an end.
One artist was more talented than the other. He felt that he had finished his part in the painting. Since it was at the end, the artists were working on a high scaffold. The artist tried to show the whole scene and to picture his creativity. He got some step backward step after another the painting began to be clear. He stepped back another step and then another step until he became near the edge of the ledge. It became a step away from the fall.
Suddenly the other artist noticed that he became so close of fall. Thought if he calls him, while he was at the edge. Then ascertains he'll falling from fear. So, he caught his brush and moved towards the side which had been painted by his colleague.
Diving his brush in black color. And stat to staining a part of the plate.. His friend comes quickly towards him in a steps full with anger and shout,
What did you do..!!
You are the most stupid person i ever met, you envy me, you forgot how i took you from dirt to make an artist,.. You fool of me aren't you !!!
Wisely .. His friend reply.. I did what I did not because to drive you angry, not even to underestimate the beauty of what made your hand. I thank you for what i became... But i did what i did just to save you from falling behind the edge of Vanity.
In a world where people deal with love as a form of game, don't be surprised when you'll be available only to blame,
Beginning, journey and the end all of the story takes a place in that frame,
Two actors acting in a shape of fame, one is going to be the clown and the other fool of shame,
So before you start playing you should have a nice plan, regret not for the losses until you finally gain,
Keep your eyes closed for deceiving for it may blind your heart from the gloom of win,
Step away from greed, stand for good deed, and let not your love see how you in need,
Be the garden and the rain now let them harvest whatever it was the seed,
For sooner or later they will enjoy reaping, or you will just watching them suffer and bleed,
Clown isn't the winner, fool isn't the looser, for it isn't a melody playing in composer,
In that circus life, in this game loving, you both should wining.. Or you both were just another loosers,
The day you chose to be so lonely broken angel, the day you judged our souls to meet in shadow land, with exhausted desires and fading beats...
Love blind my eyes spending nights melting emotions with the spectrum of your soul,
I knew separation is not soft dealing with this madness out of border feelings,
nostalgia I hardly can handle, even the tears in my eyes forbidden to role down,
This is the night has come by its wounds and its tears, with its punishment and the bitterness of my fears, I spend it alone with my pain of longing, I can't forget you as long as i live, because you let me adore your fire when you was ignoring me, this is the love you hide, this is how I love you. ,
There are only a handful of people that you'll meet in life, That truly touch your heart and make you glad, let you feel you’re alive.
They've got a special presence... When they walk into your special room... It's almost like they were sent there to take away your gloom,
They can make you happy when everything seems sad ... So happy it almost makes you mad,
They forget about their problems and brighten up your day, And you don't realize it until they’ve gone away.
They teach us to enjoy everyday, live life to the fullest... Laugh, love and touch you with a special way... Because there's no guarantee... We’ll get another day.
So if you have a chance to make someone smile don’t pass up the opportunity to make them happy for awhile... It may be their last chance and... You'll remember them and their smile as long as you live.
Naked body in bed, like you once said,
Now we asking the silence to scream,
Since our naked souls lost in vanishing dream,
In endless cloud, and now it's raining... blood,
Pain... Pain howls blind in the park, even love... losing the spark,
And when sun fold her beam, we ran to hide again... beneath... the dark.
Road weeping ruins turned into a pile of dust,
When memories become facts that deserve trust,
The body becomes unable to bear the wound,
When love remains stuck in an unbreakable bond,
Then heart bleeds... bleeds the most precious fond,
And if we failed to prove that true love still exists,
let us fail no more to prove that allegiance and loyalty are still alive.
He rose from his sleep quickly,
He went to the Turkish bath,
To bathe with French soap,
Dressed in Korean clothes,
He did not forget his Swiss watch,
Take a piece of Danish cheese,
His Filipino servant brought him a Brazilian coffee,
To ask his Indian driver to equip his German car,
He took some papers to check on his Italian handbag,
To review a lecture on boycotting the West in light of the inequality among the members of society...
Have you ever know that the best alms comes from those who need it to those who need it most..!
Have you ever tried to make the good for a person you do not know..?
Have you ever planted a tree in a garden that you do not own..?
Have you ever shared a useful idea that will not help you in particular..?
Have you ever said "no" to injustice..?
Have you ever defended an oppressed living being....?
Do you see yourself as a human being..?
Instead of continuing criticism ... we always can light the right way to others.
Listen, for you awake me up... our life is like predatory birds.
when little doves die between the flutter of the wings... before even it can't singing... Life is living, real living... not by falsifying speeching... not by falsifying purity or withholding our emotions,
What if all i want is to live for you, not just with you.
what if all i want is to die for you not stand watching we both die,
listen,
when i love, I love with all the love god seeded inside me, with all, no less no more.
If we really understand that simplicity is deeper than complexity, then we shall know that life is not about survival, it's about living.
Honesty, is a great creation of the ethics of humans, to he who believer in humanity, It may come to mind that the concept of honesty is limited to the general meaning that is against lying, But it's broader than that,It includes truthfulness and honesty of work;As for the truth of the saying, it is identical to the words of reality and not to change anything from it,As for the truthfulness of the work, it is identical to the behavior
of the real religion person for his saying and his belief, that is, his application to
the beliefs he believes in.
Fields of honesty...
Honesty with God Almighty: With sincere faith in the actions that he
does, and make them to God alone and does not seek the non-satisfaction.
Honesty with self: by recognizing guilt, defects and imperfections, and working for reform.
Honesty with people: whether in conversation or dealing.
Sections of honesty...
The truth of the tongue,
Which does not say to the truth, whether in
the news of his transfer or answer to a question posed to him, or any
talk that happens by him, as well as must be true in the promises he
makes.
True intention,
To be faithful to God Almighty in all his works, and
do not do anything for the sake of the earthly gain or satisfaction of
someone; If he intends to do something in the future, he has to be serious and
determined to do it.
He is not hesitant in his intention. He may intend
to believe in a certain amount. If God sustains him, this intention must
be sincere and not weak.
The fulfillment of the intention,
To do the work that he had already
done when he was given the opportunity. Usually we find someone who is
enthusiastic about doing what he can, and when the opportunity comes to
him, he is lost and lazy, this is not true.
The
truth of the work,
Striving to be visible to his actions and consent to
his homeland and do not believe in more than in the heart, This certainly does not mean leaving good work,
Honesty in the sanctuaries of religion:
Like for example ... of love, satisfaction,
asceticism, fear, hope, and trust, which is the finest types of honesty.
The fruits of truthfulness,
Reconciliation and facilitation.
The remission of sins.
Enter paradise and escape from the fire.
To win the status of martyrs.
Praise the sincere in the highest public.
Denial of hypocrisy, because one of the signs of hypocrisy lying in the talk.
Gain people's trust and love.
Self-confidence and patience to adversity.
Getting the pond to earn and increase the good.
The response of the sincere prayer and the release of their concerns from God Almighty.
good end,
Peace of mind and conscience and
not fear of the consequences; whether it was anger and bluff from God
Almighty, or the detection of lies by people and disobedience to it.
In a middle area between despair and hope ... the ray of faith disappears or shines, somewhere in the midst of the crowds lies knowledge behind deception masks,
There... in the end of our life rainbow our true living shall raise up as the Phoenix giving birth,
As between stone and another flower can grows, as between pain and pain hope.. giving birth,
I'm a man who believes that the truth of the thing is coupled with what I sees on the ground. Opinions of a critical nature are only gaps that we must accept with an open mind.
We look for the ethics of society in the behavior of its members. If you do not find it, we should know that it's only volatile words which imposed by the individual's pursuit of ambitious.
Strange that after the passage of time. Drop masks. All that remains is the behaviors that have been established and the habits whatever it was tainted or benign.
What
is meant, that if you met some person and you didn't have a good
and closed relationship with him, then you will not be able to judge or evaluate him all,
Every nation has worshiped idol ... And This era idol is the worship of money and power, Forgetting the basic ingredients of creating a generation that carries humanity to a better future, we leave our children to bear our mistakes of the past and suffer from bitter present to face the unknown in a dark future.
Unfortunately the child is born on instinct and very intelligent case then at some point he becomes a stupid person, And we never stopped to look at the causes that prompted instincts to produce an impertinent generation.
You can read a lot of scientific, literary or even philosophical books that talk about this subject, no one can deny that its all useful but i just want to notice one thing, for growing up and educating a child we must began twenty years before he gives birth, for a child dealing with his family members or his society it's a reflect to how he grows up watching and learning from you,
start from now on, deal with your father, mother, your environment and society with respect, with kindness face your problems with an open mind for how you deal with them is a story you yourself are the author who write it and some day twenty years later from now you will watch your kids read it to you,
If you just can imagine how i miss to get naked in front of you, mixing my longing and eager to touch you deeply, to connect our senses in eternal tenderness, you could start to understand how i'm suffering from distance,
please don't through me in that restless ocean of jealousy..
I miss you... with that unimaginable way.
I used to refuse love because I dislike to deal with the game of mediation,
for when I love I'm sinking, deeply sinking
for when I love I completely Immerses in waiting,
for when I love I totally burning interestedly and passionately all my feeling,
for whenever I love, I lose myself in loving my woman..
For this I was hiding my heart in his forbidden chamber away from the love itself,
between the bookshelves, down the dining table,
Behind the door and behind faking Newspaper,
Now I put my eyes in a cup of coffee just waiting for you to call my name, or even just slapper.
Now i'm so weak, fragile hunting my dreams, for tasting you skin flavor.
Every single second one's pass through losing the hope to catch our dream,
Conventing oneself that it's just a sand swinging on the storm of life prim,
lit the candles of inspiration one after another,
doing our best to avoid living despondency hold our hands as a brother,
only to discover that facing reality has crushed our spirits and only shadows are still together,
The illusions of hope fading away, euphoric dreams dying in the burning ocean of dim society rules,
And every night we join our souls together, I wake up to discover that ... You are not here, I'm still can't be there... O
It hinders my vision, smashing what is still remains of will,
Empty and worthless.. Shattered to pieces as my being is just makes no sense,
One's keeping fail to fade up all this pain inside, regret all what we waste of our precious time, searching for some peace of mind.. wondering when and where I will find.
As we've abandoned the noble struggle, We also left our bodies to suffer the pains of addiction.
As We've left good deeds. We gave up our noble ethics., And in searching for sleazy pleasures we found perfection,
Today we live in a swamp of bad thoughts and habits, as if our morality decay or detention,
Some people overuse medication,
Some add therapeutic pills for exciting or addicting in ... collection,
Some say it's for my family protection,
You cheat nobody but yourself with all your actions,
You are hurting yourself ... and what will remains for family is only your reflection,
Wake up from your trance,
Get up from your coma,
And say "no"... to addiction
I went to the doctor one day complaining about my condition
Does the doctor know what happened to me?
I sat down and the doctor said to me, "What are you complaining about ?" Describe your condition... I said my case informed, explained from to tell.
I came to you while I'm sure you haven't nothing to give me about my sickness,
I do not complain or protest fever, but the fever is unbearable what I'm going through,
I opened my mouth to you to see my complaining... now tell me..!
Have I eaten of my hands work, Have I feed this body of good deeds or of cheating and deception,
Do I takes too much medication and antibiotics ?
Or did I do good to those who around me ?
Do you really knew my heart medicine, could you discovered the disease and the cure..!
You put in my mouth the thermometer, Will... does the heat of faith being high, for my sickness flow of the multitude of sins,
The sin of drug abuse,
The sin of backbiting and gossip,
The sin of talking without meaning,
The sin of leaving what satisfies the divine and do what pleases me,
If you are a doctor so please tell me what is the treatment for sins above my head like mountains,
We will speeds up and curls in the embrace of medicine if we get sick, while the disease of sick minds, of terrorism, deception and illusion in drug abuse,
while the disease of weak hearts, of hatred and greed .... are more important to find it a cure than what you claims.
Years of abandon can't prevent us when hearts despite the distance always stay connected,
thou neither the hearts failed to forget its loved one nor the stars from its astronomy dome can separated,
Night accommodation and in the heart of dormancy ... dreams giving birth,
Words that grieve those wounded hearts, Sparks hope in the spirits of praise,
Blowing the morning rays in the midst of the vast darkness,
Just never stop moving on in that middle point,
When what you need is so fare away and you still can touch,
when what you have is so close and you fail to appreciate it too much,
When you lose your goal in that nowhere place, waiting for that magic something to happen,
No my dear,
Contentment then a sincere smile.... love need not more than that,
to be continue : )
