Do not give
people more than their right for the rose may die from the multitude of
water ... Similarly, if the knowledge of the mind is near perfection, we say less.
I missed someone who advised me to be aware of myself and stay happy no matter how difficult I was pass through.
If only I could tell that I lost everything when I lost him... But my only glory that I believe nothing impossible, for the impossible is what God did not write for us and wasn't meant to be at first place... not what we failed to achieve or what we cowardly can't face.
ِAnd here comes the question "does creativity is idea or will" ?
Personally i denied the idea about the fourth stages of creativity theory, or even Plato or Freud theory
"Inspiration" leads to some "ideas" then "creativity" must glow bright in it's form whichever it'll be, Some
of the great thinkers have spoken of inspiration from various magazines
of interest to all scholars and intellectuals in a purely academic way.
With my respect for them all I see inspiration as the basis of any creativity
has two paths emerge
The
first is the creativity that stems from the feeling and feeling that
the artist develops in a way that the recipient understands for art.
And creativity stemming from the idea of whether it touches the artist himself or just another work added to his art.
Personally I am not qualified for pure poetic experience
I prefer the poetic experience stemming from a sincere sense.
So as for example, few days ago i deeply feel that i miss my beloved.. and i'm willing to let her know that through my words, so i inked those words for her,
How much I care..
"Close your eyes let me take your hand, i can't begin to know your fears I'll never understand.
But for a fleeting moment let me soothe your pain, for just a passing second before you go back to your reality again.
So, lay your head upon my chest.. feel the beat of my heart as i gently stroke your hair, and whisper softly to your warm ear, I miss you.. do you even know how much I care"
Now how to ask for creativity from someone who does not have his own inspiration, I miss you and i can't do more for I miss you.
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.
It is hard for me to imagine beauty not associated with virtue for true beauty and true virtue are one thing yet beauty without virtue as flower without fragrant breeze,
The most beautiful things in the world you can not see or even touch, you should feel it with your heart, If you look optimistically into existence, you'll see beauty common in all its details,
True beauty disappears when intelligence shows up. True
love is the convergence of two spirits. The souls do not compete in
beauty or intelligence. Because all spirits are beautiful and
intelligent.
Who is looking for a good, smart and beautiful woman looking for three different women, Who is looking for a good, intelligent and strong man looking for three different men.
The softness in
the wonderful power is stronger than the power itself, because it shows
you the place of mercy in it and humility in beauty better than beauty,
because vanity is denied by him .. and everything of strength has no
place in it for something of mercy is what God put on people of the laws
of destruction.
For every When..? There is a Why..? for every push, there is a pull,
For every truth there is a lie, for every fall there is a fool
For every Where..? There is a How..?, for every Heaven, there is a Hell
For every moment there is a now, for every nose there is a smell
For every foe there is a friend, for every smile there are many tears
For every start there is an end, When every day we face our fears
Twelve statements, Twelve months of the year,
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.
I love winter because it is under rain, fake masks fade away .. And fall colors borrowed and remains only purity,
I love winter because all things shrink in winter.. but Why nostalgia distorted for this rule and growing wider with each cold night,
I love winter for some in our lives are like winter, we love them, but they are the cause of our sickness,
I love winter because it reminds me of what I need...
The madness of our jealousy warms the cold of time,
For a night we share its details with love,
Your voice is fondly playing my ears,
Maybe a meeting, When fate arranges it to us for walk in the rain,
But alas, Once I was complained to you from winter cold now,
Now... I'm complaining to the winter of the coolness of your feelings.
In a meditation, in a moment of silence,
the mind blinking in the gloom of your world to found the wonder,
Which lost without excuse, and come back for no reason,
There is no shade will last long even if we felt safe,
I ask about the love of it was seductive..!
And who has a shrine and prestige,
It is good for him to collect virtues,,, not gold...
then I came back with a few words,
The words of beauty abandon, forgiveness and being patience,
Beautiful abandon .. was abandonment without harm,
Beautiful forgiveness .. is laminate without admonitions,
Beautiful patience.. will be patience without complaint.
Learn to associate "event" with "time" with a certain scene. With a distinctive smell. With sincere passion, Relax.
Take a deep breath. Diving deep in the dark ... until you see the light,
Free your mind from all disillusionment,
Cleanse your spirit from all impurities,
Surrendered to the earth in position Southeast 141ْ
Hear only the echo of your breath coming in and out.
If it fails to emit ambient noise. Place earplugs,
Breathe deeply without sound,
Now say .. I love you ... Because you did not say it for 44 hours,
Now listen to me, when I come to the end of my road,
miss me for a little while but forever for I'll always be around and so near,
and please don't let your heart hold any fears, or even let your eyes shed no tears,
we may didn't ready to take the last journey home,
but surly we are just waiting to vanish this misty gloom,
for one day we all have to take the journey of death,
And on this day we breathe our last breath,
Learn to associate "event" with "time" with a certain scene. With a distinctive smell. With sincere passion, And ... Relax.
Once upon a time ... My father told me, you are strong but you need more practice to be more stronger.
I rushed to athletics training. I practiced martial arts. I mastered the shooting until I became a sniper in the guard of the president Special army.
Then I came back to my father and asked him..
Am I now more powerful.. More stronger..?
He answered me with a quiet voice;
Do you think power is synonymous with cruelty and indifference..!
I was confused and regretted what I missed from the time, and asked him with tears refuse to come down from my eyes.
So I made a mistake and I'm looking forward to knowing my mistake if you please..!
He replied me...! My son,
Strength lies here ... and put his hand on my heart.
Strength lies in the heart no matter how crashing it still gives,
Strength lies in a spirit that no matter how is narrow and misty the ways it does not surrender,
Strength lies in the mind of whatever knowledge it earned, it will always humble in front of wisdom,
Strength lies in love no matter how the paths distances and separated between lovers, love will always remains alive.
Now tell me, How stronger you think you are ?
I abandoned the people I loved once because I saw their hearts adored separation,
Yes I miss them but, I placed my dignity above the longing and that need no translation,
And I want to be friendly with them, but the way of humiliation does not please my situation, For it's better for you to became hated by people for your honesty with them than to love you for your hypocrisy on them and that need no more clarification.
And when tears will swell her eye, she will begin to cry.. As he says his last goodbye.
His last five years with her he spent, every moment lovingly without regret.
He lay in the bed barley able to speak, the sickness inside making him weak
At her face he could only stare, as he drew in a gasp of air
He knew the words need be said, before this disease made him dead
It came out a whisper with tone sincere, I will always love you.. You were the one my dear.
She sat there watching as he drifted away, holding his hand .. She stayed there all day
This love was true now, of that she was sure, and the pain of loss left her heart sore.
Those words he said in the end, she ran over and over again in her head,
From the moment they met she always felt, he was the one.. He made her heart melt,
To get marry was all they dreamed, A wedding beautiful and so serene,
But for him she could never say the same, until he muttered his last words that day,
Although broken from loss in the fight, her heart lay easy at peace tonight,
Knowing that he felt the same, all the pain she overcame,
She exclaimed, I’ll never lose him even though we’re apart, memories of us will forever keep him in her heart
Sooner or later you'll tried to push me, provoke me with temptation, for each new missing, bringing lustful sensation.
You wanted to give me something so sacred, you filled me with lies and got nothing instead.
You never said the right words, you tried every possible way to get me to break,
You pushed me more and more but it was not your mistake.
The more you said nothing the harder I tried, you thought I would give up but my morals behind.
So my lady, I'm sorry of all the words you left unspoken, but what I should have told you is.... I'm not easily broken.
For you can not, will not do what you wish to do, her love is something you could never pursue.
Longingly you watch her day and night, Although you are unhappy just sitting there with her in your sight
You long to hold her and have her by your side, but what if you get shut down that would hurt your pride.
Yes, that’s what always holding you back... the fear... Fear of rejection, Leaving you in a lonely fantasy causing loves suppression.
Not so many have this kind of feelings, to understand that this little title has many meanings. Time is different in its value to each of us, just as we differ in the intensity of our faith and devotions.
Philosophers differ from traders in estimating time, Also, farmers differ from workers or politicians from military men, but they knows and appreciates every time the breath coming in or out of them chest,
All the prophets advised the follower in all heavenly books with that "do not throw
obscene words over time for the importance and sanctity of time"
Do you ever asked yourself.. about Why ..!
Suppose time is that inviable bond between all things on the face of creation, for without time there will be no life, so respect the time, the time you left behind and the time still you a have to spend, for time is the only evidence of our existence in the universe.
Our failure as a human in a very sample sentence is, when we let our
biggest concern became "having" not our "being" in all what we are
willing for "doing", we fed the wrong animal.
If it is done as we wanted or not. If I successful or failed,
If it happened and I died before our meeting,
I
want you to know that I have sacrificed everything in
my life with my free will not to seek fame, money, title or even a better living and a
bright life,
I'd like you to know that it is only to be your lover, and proves to you that true love is still alive.
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.
