Monday, October 01, 2012

Your Encouragement

Words of encouragement
Travel further than we’ll ever know.
They help the heart to soar on high
They help the spirit to grow.
We’ve all had those times, haven’t we? 
Where we were down as down could be. 
When someone came to encourage you
Give you a hug and help you from your knees.
Sharing a word of encouragement
With someone will not only benefit them.
It will bring your life such joy and peace
Of which giving encouragement can send.

I was designed to succeed and nothing can stop me even you.

Let me tell you a true words once i said to my friend
:
This live was never designed for the coward
From the moment I set my eyes on you
I knew for sure you’re a champion
Though down but not out, get up and complete the task.
You’ve a race to win
You’ve a tape to breast
And a jackpot to claim
So don’t give up.
The darkness is just an indication that you’ve not put on your light
Put on your light and chase away this darkness
You’ve what it takes; 
All you need to do is stand.
Say to yourself, with confidence and zeal
“I was designed to succeed and nothing can stop me
The trial is just for a while, I’m gonna come out better
After every trial comes the trophy.
I’ve got my eyes on the trophy 
My hands will claim the lord
And all will stand in awe 
Cos I’ve defeated my fears”
And all will stand to their feet
With their hands lost in appreciation
And the lips left wide apart
Cos against all odds, I’ve breast the tape

By shadow changes


When the world have peace
It shall not be hatred or dislike
Which dislike cause the pain? 
Hatred be come shadow murder
When war be and end
To become loving and caring end
Feed the poor and love the rest
But not grant for profits an end
The human blood is warm
Goodness in heart and soul
We feel can all the pain
Could be long and hurtful
Just like any human being
Go straight for peace is to love one another being
Race culture religion is not a different being
Join hand in hand don’t let the chain 
Be broken by shadow changes
Love the world praise the world 

Do you still remember

I have come to know this day
That was lost into the new
With its trees in summer's play
And the love I had for you
There was something in its feel
Holding still on to our dream
Like fairytales quite unreal
In its own unrealistic ream
Where we both once there
With a dream that felt so true
When there was sun everywhere
And no occasion to be blue
There’s something in my heart
Still wondering about those days
Where we had our role and part
With all our thoughts and says
Tell me do you still remember
How truly we both then meant
In long time gone September
Before leaves to yellow went

Sunday, September 30, 2012

For mankind to move

Love takes place by Nature between persons; 
Natural love strengthens bond between lovers; 
No force on Earth can separate bonded lovers; 
Literature and history have evidences for that.
Love develops based on the natures of persons; 
Language, religion, race, nation are no barriers
For the development of love among persons
Prospering humankind towards divinity strong! 
Love is beyond all barriers and relations on Earth; 
Unity of humankind based on love does miracles
Benefiting whole of human race in peace and joy
That subsides differences and embraces all as one! 
Romantic or platonic love gives confidence and hope
For mankind to move towards creation of one world!

but you

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 -
My heart was once your 
canvas, your strokes 
poetized a new life in its
albescent walls. And your 
only diary I always were,
so remember to write me 
in your tomorrows.
So into the night I'll sail,
to seal my last goodbye.
I shall remain unread,
forgotten,
departed,
to everyone but you.

Lifetrain

The train sits at the station, 
waiting for a passenger, 
looking for a destination, 
and will do so with the patience of any saint... 
... until there is a reason.
What constitutes a reason? 
Is it something to believe in? 
Is it the fact that there is nothing ever proven? 
Then those wheels start their rolling... 
and with each new revolution, 
may come another revelation, 
and it gets just a little closer to where it's headed.
The problem seems to be that no matter
where you lay the track... 
it always has a tendency to bring you right on back
to the place where you began! 

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Relaxation with ...


Let the lights dim in the distance.
Free your mind from existence.
Watch the candle flicker and dance.
Fill your heart with sweet romance.
Concentrate on the sound of my voice.
Allow your senses for once to rejoice.
The flame begins to fill the room.
Slowly taking over the inner gloom.
Feel your pain melt over that fire.
Letting your heart dissolve desire.
Now dim your eyes and clear your mind.
Candle and mind become intertwined.
Come with me to a beautiful place.
Where life moves at a rhythmic pace.
Look at the clear lake in the distance.
Feel the wind blowing gently with insistence.
Now go ahead, walk slowly to the lake.
Forget everything at stake.
You see the dock waiting for you.
Gently swaying in a water so blue.
Walk on over with your bare feet.
Slowly bend down and take a seat.
Let your toes free and enjoy the air.
Dip them in the water for a joyful affair.
Take a deep breath and enjoy the feeling.
Look around as nature starts appearing.
The pine trees sway with the wind in a gentle motion.
The reflections rippling with great devotion.
The glare of the sun bounces off the water with a gentle shimmer.
Flickering, shining then slowly going dimmer.
The air smells of fresh weed and fish.
A lungful here makes all stress perish.
Breathe it all in and feel the freedom of your soul.
Bring it all together and make yourself whole.
Watch the water slowly turn red.
Let peace through your body spread.

Who i'm.!!

Not for what you do
But for who you are
Not for the beauty of your face and body
But for the beauty within
Not for the words you speak

But for the wisdom in their meaning
Not for the work you do
But for the example you set
Not for the things you desire
But for the things you give
Not for what you hope to gain
But for the difference you hope to make
Not because I have to
But because I want to
Being a good Man once was in your life's

Just friend

Adrift in a sea
of loneliness
and lost dreams.
Feeling jealous
and scorning
those who love. 
You want to find someone who will care,
because no one has ever seemed to be there.
[Hurt] by the anger that bleed's in your soul.
Angel's surround you but you do not know.
Find yourself in the mirror and see what lies beyond;
You never want to hold their hands.
[Those who understand]
Grasp life's horn's with a pull and a tug:
Listen to the harps that play; they'll show you love.
Harmonize with happiness you'll find
what you crave in the end.!
Salvage your heart because there are those who just need a friend.

Friday, September 28, 2012

A little from everything, Oh

Sometimes a little smile,sometimes a little glare,
is what makes me feel you will always take care,
Sometimes a few words,sometimes a little touch,
is what tells me why do i love you so much.
Sometimes a little silence,sometimes a little kiss,
is what tells me the things i love and dearly miss,
Sometimes a helping hand,sometimes a little tear,
is what assures me,in sadness u will always be near.
Sometime a little walk beside me,when I'm in happiness,
assures me u will walk in front when there is darkness,
Sometimes a little prayer,sometimes a little fight,
is what makes our life beautiful each and every night.
sometimes a little separation,sometimes a little together,
is what assures me our love will last forever.
Sometimes a little fear,sometimes a little lie,
is what tells me u will always love even if i die,
these little things is what brightens up our face,
true love happens only if these things takes place,
in love-these things takes only little time,little heart,
to tell your mine and I'm yours and we we will never depar

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Need someone

I can see the tears forming around your eyes.
And I can see your fears building up inside.
I can see your confused and tired of life.
I can tell you wish everything felt right.
I can tell your sad and just want to be held.
I can tell you fake that smile and that your going through hell.
I can tell your afraid and fed up with the pain.
I can tell your feelings are hard to explain
All you need is for someone to come along.
And take your fears away so they'd be gone.
Someone to keep you warm when your shivering and your cold.
Someone of whom with your future will unfold.
Someone to take your hand and hold on tight.
Someone to hold you on through the night.
Someone to wipe those tears from your eyes.
Someone who will be faithful and never say goodbye.
Think real hard and you'll figure out that someone is me.
Ill make you my everything to my heart you'll have the key.
Ill give you happiness ill make your fears be gone.
Because it seems like in this world we all need someone.

Home

I'll put a note on that wall,
that will keep screaming
" NOTHING WILL STAY THE SAME"
My dreams aren't drowned
in that impossible ocean
They'll always live within me,
until they find there way
home

I am the 99%

I am the 99%
I am elemental.
I will not go away,
even if I'm not in your face.
If you refuse to hear me
I will remove my cooperation
and passively resist.
I want to be of service to the world,
but have boundaries with being unfairly used
to make a few people wealthy,
as if I am a commodity.
I am a human being
and I deserve to thrive.
To those who would prefer an Alpha dog eat underdog world,
I must disagree.
I firmly believe that there MUST
be traits we collectively choose to exhibit
to set us apart from the animal kingdom.
(beyond our opposable thumbs)
Empathy,
Compassion,
the knowledge that we are ONE,
as interconnected as the leaves, branches, and roots
of a tree;
and as such, we are only as strong
as our weakest link.
We must bridge the gap between
the mind
and the heart.
Without heart, we disconnect from our humanity.
It starts with me.
It starts with you.
It starts within each one of us.
By being the change we want to see,
we are taking responsibility for our own part.
Each choice ripples out beyond ourselves
like the rings formed when a pebble is tossed into a pond.
It doesn't have to be big.
Small actions and in actions add up.
Every day matters, they add up too.
As the winter holidays and the New Year approach,
it is the perfect time
to reflect on our choices.
Many stores depend on holiday shopping,
and our succumbing to marketing.
By all means, make use of sales
to purchase needed items.
But also try to be creative
in your gift giving.
Consider making gifts, or baking gifts.
Consider giving gifts of services.
Most people get their hair cut,
at least occasionally...
and most people could benefit
from a good professional massage.
By all means,
consider buying from smaller businesses
instead of giant corporations.
Try to buy locally produced items.
There are many artisans and craftsmen
who would greatly appreciate the business.
Consider avoiding items which will
only be used for a short time,
before they add to our landfills.
These changes are possibly
more important
than camping out.
So much of this is about money.
Hence, where we spend what money we do have
matters.

THE LIGHT TO SEE

I have it all, i want to see
the beauty that seem so clear on me
the light that give a happy day
and may be we have nothing to say
In darkness seems it's just a dream
the light to see how far it seem
a simple light they asking for
but only shadow, no one color
They feel the beauty for us we see
they touch the face for identity
they always care for them to walk
and some of them are thirst to talk
I wonder if they can figure out
the east, the west, the north, the south
the sun, the moon, the clouds and star
for them to touch it seem so far
They are much lucky than you and me
having no since in light to see
no reason for them to make mistake
no sinful light can ever take

Thoughts Lost Along The Way


droplets, grains, or glimpses -
Thoughts untold,
feelings not showed.
Grippingly waiting for some things to unfold...
Patience.
Heaven pictured possible right here.
How near we are to the light.
Not meaning death,
rather love without reason to fear.
Please never mind momentary,
mental solitude.
Learn to greet the sideline position with gratitude.
Cosmo science terminology translates a decrease in a stars' magnitude
as an increase in its brightness.
No self-righteous,
just tell how it is without claiming status.
Because silver lines of dark clouds are merely windows to the Light behind them.
Able to be by maintaining God's given essence of purity.
Minority.
Stubborn others not empty, but ignorantly seek fulfillment
through monopolizing matters created for all beings.
Masses. Full of it.
Then forced by winds or moved by passion
they will burst from clashing, one another.
And rain divine law applications.
Putting out the flames that sparked to burn ugly reality pages.
No fires in attempts to deny,
but satisfy by transforming through destroying
with beautiful aroma the useless into useful ashes.
Necessary also for maintaining heat in the cold shades that cumulonimbus clouds make.
Then together
the shades and the flames will fade
giving space for suns to shine warmly on everyone.
Divine success, expect nothing less.
Be your best,
as running water does ensure purity,
reflect and flow simultaneously.

I have struggled, through life
fallen many times
getting my face, stuck in the mud
I had highs and lows
believing
I had it all figured out
before I knew it, it was all gone
I have delt with stress
like there is no tomorrow
flushing down my fear and anger
I have lost my cool
bringing across a point
only to make myself
look completely stupid
somehow I managed
to pick myself up
It took a lot of rainy days
before I learned my lesson
sometimes it is better
to keep them lips zipped
So, If you want to live away of hurt,
with job offered and impact saved
Keep your tongue of saying hearsay
All of you're sins, while people have tongues
Save your eye that reveals others' faults, 
and tell yourself "people got eyes"

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Without The Sun

It rained the day that I broke my own heart
Stood crying there...our souls apart
Where for so long we dreamed of living as one
Shared broken hearts that have just begun
I look around at an empty world
That was once filled with you my beautiful one
Heartaches are and will be mine
Our love now gone...strained...out of time
My moments...my mind once filled only with you
Our love that is lost now that was all that I knew
Has left the room...I am alone in the chair
Leaving four lonely walls...for me just to stare
An empty heartache replaces my love
This rainy day...teardrops stream from above
When life took you from me...I told you to go
My ears deaf to the scream of how little I know
Silently I watched you my love walk away
My heart crying and numbed on this cold rainy day
I watch as you get smaller...so painfully distant
My tears lost in the rain...not seen but persistent
I don't dry my eyes for each tear I have earned
The fool in my heart...a heart that's not learned
My love now so far away...that just cannot be you
I can't see that you cry...but I know that you do

Tears in the rain...we each have our sad parts
When pride and distrust drills holes in our hearts
And love spills like raindrops onto my shoe
My head looking downward in sadness for you
I know I have hurt you...I have given you pain
I have stumbled...I have faltered this day in the rain
As you walk away crying though you surely don't hear
My heart cries in the cold...rain covers our tears
Sleep well now my love ...yes I told you to go
Tears stinging my eyes I would like you to know
I will hold on to my scars...treasured often the way
This dull day in the rain watching love dim and fade
All that is left now are sorrowful words
Written down sadly...too soft to be heard
Time to regret the things that we have done
Until our days shine again...on this day without sun.

Why true love and happiness is only ...!!

There comes a time in ones life, where they must step back and look through binoculars.
Focusing deeply on the truth between the harpoons of endless lies.
Analyzing the true friends from the fake masks of those friends who are truly cruel deceitful and uncannily unkind.
It's time to figure out more about where life wants to take you. 

Where you are located on the map of Gods future plans.
It's the moment where situations connect through the segments of miniature puzzle pieces, forming a complete image of the darkness and the light.
Life is a pocket full of surprises, it's time to be cautious, inherit a need to be open to the devastating horrors that lurk.
Society has changed and so must we, it's useless being the beacon of truth in a world composed of written lies.
It's hard being the trustful one in a world where everything is not what it seems, like a world that only strips away and never gives.
Like a world designed and built from the pit of my darkest of dreams 

There is a reason why true love and happiness is only real in the movies,
There is a reason behind happy endings only occurring in fairy tales and children's stories.
Life is not about finding happiness and love, it never really was. It's not about fitting in or finding a meaning.
Life is all about survival,
The ability to take all the disasters you experience and meld them together without falling apart.
It's about not letting words or people getting you down; 

it's about believing in the strength stored within and not letting go of the beliefs inside.
True love doesn't exist so just deal with something close to it. 

Leave the fairy tale love in the movie screens and just be happy with what you feel.
There is no such thing as a light at the end of the tunnel,

It will only be true if you are resilient and struggle.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

I know nothing about you

I have seen him barefoot with a stick in his hands,
drawing enigmas on the ground
as the sand listens to his unreachable mind
every single day.
He speaks the language of the half-eaten winged angels.
I can't understand his forgotten words, the imprisoned artist in him.
The poet in me wanders whenever he sits in the park,
showing me a new definition of existence as if
I somehow could be different from him
when I protect my dreams from my mouth and imagination.
But in the corners of my doubts,
poems die of agony and madness.
I know nothing about him
just what the sands allowed me to see
and what I have seen is not enough
to comprehend a human being
under the stillness of the sun.