Life is a test

That day will come
everyone would a run
your life would be done
And you can't wish for stuff to be undone
and there is nothing you can do
because every time you make a move, you lose
So wipe away your tears
There's nothing you can do here
Get up and don't be sad
You should be a glad 
And thank God for what you have
Cause life is a test
And don't think that your Blessed
Nothing would last
Cause that would be past.

In Love

When there's that special person
You just can't get off your mind
If you look in your heart
That person you will find
No matter how much they hurt you
They still mean so much
Because you feel as though you'd die
Without there gentle touch
And when your with them
You feel so free
There is no doubt in your mind
That this is how it's supposed to be
You feel so happy
With them by your side
You step out of the shadows
For there is no more reason to hide
You walk out of the darkness
And into the light
They make your life happy
They make everything right
They take away your confusion
They take away your pain
They show you the bright side
And all there is to gain
Life is worth living
Your smile won't go away
Everything is perfect
In every single way
You know what your feeling
And you look up above
Everything is beautiful
Because your in love

Conclusion

The heat of your love, burns my body whole the night
I love you infinitely! Even though you're far from my sight
The dreams and memories that I have from you, are miracles, 
At the dark nights of loneliness , they become my only light!
I start blaming myself, even though I was right 
Feeling sorry for myself, But with no regret as I have my Loved one hide
I can't describe my feeling when I know you aren't on my side.
I finally have a new conclusion to happiness ..
Live as you want, do whatever you wanna do feel sad or glad but,
Be sure to have your loved one beside you because the greatest happiness
is How to share your life with your other loved one.

Mindful Thinking ..!!

You're not where you think you are. Why do you live in your mind? Come out here, get some air with me.
Live in the present moment. Think about the time. No, not the clock. It's the same time every second.
Look around, think positive. Whether your driving or just walking around, focus on what you see. When was the last time you smelled the flowers?
Humanity's problem is their existence. They have no existence. They spend every moment inside themselves. Does anybody these days actually open their heart?
There is a term I'd like to teach you all,
Mindful Thinking.
What's it mean?
Being present in your mind, not just body.
Wheres your soul gone?
Wheres your heart gone?
Where have you gone?
Where am I?
The time is always now. It's not two fifty two in the afternoon, it'now.
Remember that next time you get lost in your mind. just .. just like i do. Mindful thinking from a thankful mind.

I'm Temporary Closed ..!!

Do not ever say that about me ..

And who will ever need you again, you are a cancer and a disgrace. the sooner you die and go to the hell that vomited you up the better we will all be

I was often happy the most when i was write my blog to my awesome readers ..
Just five days with me, i and mine to charge my inner power.

Men How to..!

If you think i'm that kind of men Then i'm quite sure you are completely wrong

Men are like – Floor Tiles. If you lay them right the first time, you can walk all over them for years.
Men are like – Bank Accounts. Without a lot of money, they don’t generate much interest.
Men are like – Blenders. You need one, but you’re not quite sure why.
Men are like – Chocolate Bars. Sweet, smooth, and they usually head right for your hips.
Men are like – Coffee. The best ones are rich, warm, and can keep you up all night long.
Men are like – Commercials. You can’t believe a word they say.
Men are like – Computers. Hard to figure out and never have enough memory.
Men are like – Eskies. Load them with beer and you can take them anywhere.
Men are like – Copiers. You need them for reproduction, but that’s about it.
Men are like – Government Bonds. They take so long to mature
Men are like – High Heels. They’re easy to walk on once you get the hang of it.
Men are like – Horoscopes. They always tell you what to do and are usually wrong.
Men are like – Lava Lamps. Fun to look at, but not all that bright.
Men are like – Mascara. They usually run at the first sign of emotion.
Men are like – Parking Spots. The good ones are already taken and the ones that are left are handicapped.
Men are like – Popcorn. They satisfy you, but only for a little while
Men are like – Snow Storms. You never know when they are coming, how many inches you’ll get or how long they will stay.
Men are like – Used Cars. Both are easy to get, cheap and unreliable.
Men are like – ATM’s. Once they withdraw they lose interest.
Men are like – Bananas. The older they get, the less firm they are.
Men are like – Newborn Babies. They’re cute at first, but you get tired of cleaning up their crap.
Men are like – Crystal. Some look really good, but you can still see right through them.
Men are like – Dry Cleaners. Most work fast and leave no ring.
Oh. i'm Sorry, Completely sorry i'm not. 

100% you are one of those women

Women are a special kind
Acting differently in most
Early they want to be mature
Later they want to be immature.
Changing shapes and color
Curls or straight takes hours
Eyelashes has to be prolonged
Eyebrows shaped and cut
Breast extended or opposite
Buttocks reduced or added
Legs shaved and peeled
Nails artificial and curved
Belladonna drops in eyes
Blush on cheeks
Bronze cream on skin
Lips sticks in various colors
Mirrors are used over and over
Not a single pose not done
All dresses inspected
Stockings examined
Shoes on shoes off
Belts and accessories scraped
New chosen
Finally almost there?
Just a little correction
Doesn't take long
Then she ask
Are you ready ?

just listen

Would you just listen and please don't say a word, not ever,
I'd like you to remember that once upon a time, I said forever,
All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,
and for us to be together, to never be apart.
no one else in the world can even compare,
you're perfect and so is this love that we share.
we have so much more than I ever thought we would,
I love you more than I ever thought I could.
i promise to give you all I have to give,
ill do anything for you as long as I live.
in your eyes I see our present, our future and past,
by the way you look at me I know we will last.
I hope that one day you'll come to realize,
how beautiful you are when seen through my eyes.

Some feelings can retains, Some lovers cant see.

I see you, through all your self induced chains i see you.
You have no reason to doubt or fear life,
you are perfectly imperfect as you are.
If a saint knew they were one, then a saint they would cease to be.
You walk on shards of glass where only petals need to lay.
Seeing only darkness where there is only light, and so will never see that my outstreached arms are there to guide you through.
Not only do you not see my arm, but neither do you see me, my adoration in abundance awaiting patiently for your heart to be opened and love to enter.
There is happiness right here, but your eyes are blinded to it. And so you walk on by as if i am a stranger with no face or no 
soul to be even acknowledged.
Is it so hard to love me ?
Can happiness be so complicated that you would shut off from your feelings? 
And imprison yourself in a cell of morbid numbness and regret?
I am no prince, no king.
But i am a man of flesh and blood, a man as good as any who would love and cherish you until the end of his days.
I know to open yourself to another is painful, but to watch you pass by like an apparition of mist is killing me. 
And this slow torture is endless, you have never seen me and so my pain is everlasting.

Tomorrow is soon

Men serve a need for violence and aggression
To satisfy reptilian brains thirsty for blood
By wreaking havoc with war and oppression
Turn what was once an Eden into toxic mud
Men have forgotten how to feel and pray 
Whilst mothers, wives and children cry
They know not that some day all will pay
And that tomorrow is soon enough to die
Wake up! 
Turn away from evil because it’s not too late
Understand…
Choices made today decide tomorrow’s fate

Morn lights

Plant your feet firmly on Earth Mother
Look up to the Heavens
Behold! 
God's Love Transmutes His Will to Brilliant Light
He casts down Light Beams, so all may bask 
In His Infinite Love, Compassion and Wisdom 
Light coursing down through mans' seven centers 
Human lightning-rods bring His Light to ground 
Light energy penetrating all of Creation 
Today Heals Tomorrow, with Abundant Light

There used to be days,

There used to be days,
When i was a witty and humorous guy, 
that i could make people laugh, 
until they start to cry, 
and i would often create stories
filled with such a humor and joy, 
that everybody would ask me 
how can u do it every time oh man. 
There used to be days....
Often i would tell things in such a way, 
and often i would act in such a way, 
that nobody could resist to laugh, 
however hard they may try, 
and even if it would be late for the day, 
and even if i would be done for the day, 
people used to hold me by hand, 
and they wont let me say good bye.
There used to be days....
While i was cruising really very fast, 
one day something happened that almost broke me apart, 
and in those few hours of storm, 
i lost whatever wit and humor i ever had, 
i thought the things would improve, 
but nothing happened as the days passed by, 
and i the witty and humorous guy became a silent and shy guy.
but there used to be days

Be yourself

You can never raise yourself much, 
by comparing yourself with others, 
today you are trying to outdo someone, tomorrow you will be bothered, by the achievements of some other.
You will be happy and bloat with joy, on the day when you beat the people, about whom you have started to bother, but then you will feel sad and doomed, when you will be outdone by the others. 
just sit and think for a moment, would the world have seen great works, of Einstein, newton and wright brothers, had they spent all their time thinking, how many fish today caught their neighbor.
from where Picasso, Vinci would have produced, such beautiful and great works of art, had their mothers and fathers always, 
kicked their butt and pushed them, to follow and to be like someone other. 
Great scriptures and great men always say, true success always comes to those, who follow their heart with faith and courage, work with patience, passion and diligence, 
while treating and helping everybody as brother.
and moreover at the end of the day, will you still count that as success? 
though living in a grand mansion, but inside of you still burning with, the fire of animosity, hatred and anger.

Burning forever

You cant kill this burning forever beating heart.
Even the face of devastation
hope swells with the power to completely overwhelms. 
Bring me to my knees and I still try please. 
You break me over and over.
my soul is mine to give. 
If I will it, it just might happen. 
You cant kill this burning forever beating heart. 
The love will never die. 
It destine to survive. 
As another tidal wave approaches my thoughts are of you. 
You have become the grease to the cogs that let me move. 
Like a giant here I am. 
Accept my hand if you can. 
you just cant kill this burning forever beating. 
Their is always worse. 
Like an unending curse. 
I stand here ready to serve. 
I know you are so much better then I deserve. 
Out of the dark into the light. 
With a millions sacrifices 
and still I feel 
oh how do I feel its still not enough.
So give me all the punishment you wish. 
Still my path not shall waver. 
For with my dieing breath I will still profess my love. 
You will never ever kill this burning forever beating heart. 

Gone

I've always been in the shadows.
i never felt a need to project myself.
I've always been dissapointed to look into the mirror.
my reflection always fears me.
i never thought i'd start cutting.
and now i am gushing blood.
never been so sad in my life.
it's only a knife.
how could that take my life ?
until i went too far.
and now im gone

Pass a way love.in her birthday memory

Tears well up in my eyes, 
As I kneel frozen as ice, 
In front of your grave, bidding adieu; 
Having visions of the good times with you.
Through my eyes, I see you, 
In my tears I feel you.
When I close my eyes trying to forget you, 
In my heart, I can hear you.
I am merely nothing without you, 
Coz the better half of me was you.
True is my love to you; 
My vision shows me nothing other than you.
Will there be a time to see you anymore? 
Will my heart ever stop longing for you more and more? 
Those times, those good times we together had, 
Those thoughts are making me go mad.
My world is empty without you, 
It seems like my summer has died with you.
My body awaits the touch of you; 
But, all I can do is cry in front of you. 

in The pain memories of my wife birthday 18_9_1973

Hiding the pain

Hiding the pain
Starting to think i'm not longer sane
I've lost my innocence
Now to realize this makes no sense.
These deadly fears
Create those many tears
The end is not yet near
So here i am taking on these years.
The blood dripping down my arm
Thinking it does no harm
she's the light of my life
So there's no point to my knife. 

Clarity

When you’ve lost that which was there
Much that you said had not been fair
The Sheppard had left his staff for repair
The bells had gone silent 
The road had no bends 
Voices in the head drove one to despair.
The grass and the leaves had fallen
And autumn harbored winter’s air.

Waiting for you

To me about you as it counts the stars 
and frequently even excessively 
mainly there, it is you. 
The stars I have known, 
have consisted of only one thing, 
threes and sevens. 
Stars without you, 
'That star does not show, 
'at all in me-And you look at everything. 
When I see, the star dispersed about dawn it sings
of mourning, 'concerning your head. 
The star which is you I have not met, 
under any condition, therefore as for me, 
when I think of that which you spoke concerning you, 
however long is the way 
and I directly, 
'never with you, can I speak of it, 'excessively, 
you do not have to appear, yet when you do, 
and watching ... yet I'm still waiting for you.

Autumn_has come

Spring as my autumn it has come, 

when driftwood

by the wind and green the waves.

Eternal is flame, when passed on.

Heavy is my head, 

in the shape of your hands

birds flying high, clouds floating by.

The edges, the curves and none knowing why, 

at the crossroads of one, she hears my cry.

Spinning around looking down are the tears

looking up at the dawns, iridescent cold blue fire. 

Driftwood and sleep, letters and ink, 

left in the sand in the heat of the nights moon light. 

..

Sh.H