Sunday, April 07, 2013

Only wild flowers can bloom

I have taken a oath of loyalty
to my pains and sorrows
I have formed an alliance
with my hunger and exile.
I have locked up my anger
within my arms
Fountain of anger flowing
through my bloods
Look into my mouth
it is full of fire.
I have burned all of my feelings
its now ashes all around me
Let me sow a seed
on my land.
How do you expect me
to sing a soothing son
In a land of wild law
Only wild flowers can bloom.

Soul and Mind

Mind is a product of Brain, Brain stores Knowledge, 
Knowledge is always partial, hence Mind is not a perfect one
Mind being limited is prone to err, don’t believer mind
All Problems of World, Wars, Crimes, Divorces, Cheating
Fights, Jealousy, Fear, Anxiety, Anger, Creed, Greed, and all
Nonsense are caused by an Imperfect thing, THE MIND
Soul is Soft Voice within you; a ray from Divine
For it knows Eternity, It is Complete, It‘s your Soul
Soul never commands you, but whispers to you in feeble voice
Soul speaks though your Consciousness for it knows the Highest Truth
Mind Thinks, Soul Realizes, Mind uses Intelligence, Soul is Intuitive
Mind is Authoritative, Soul is Submissive, Mind is finite, Soul is infinite

Mind is a product of evolution, Soul is fully evolved being
Mind is Happiness and Sorrow, Soul is Eternal Bliss
Mind is just an Actor, Soul is a silent Spectator
Mind is Gross, Soul is Subtle, Mind Commands, Soul Advises
Mind is Adamant Servant, Soul is faithful Boss
Mind slowly dissolves with death, Soul is Eternal and can't be annihilated
Mind is just a tool needed for day to day living, Soul is the real You
All addictions are plays of Mind, Soul is the perfect Being
All Dramas of life are cause of Mischievous Mind
Emotions are product of Mind; Conscience is product of Soul
Empires have crumbled due to Misdemeanor of Minds
Buddha, Jesus, Gandhi and the Great trusted their Soul

Close your eyes and Meditate to realize the Soul; 
Boldly ask for excuse when you realize your mistakes
For Truth and wisdom are always on Soul's side
Be Humorous; but not sarcastic, for Humor nourishes mankind
Your greatness lies in your Uniqueness; Don't join any band wagon of Gurus
For Truth is a pathless land and no Guru can can teach you Truth
You are your own Guru and Disciple to realize Truth
Life gives enough opportunities to realize Soul
You are always Evolving, Evolving and Evolving every second
Agenda of Soul is your Evolution and will never rest
Till you realize Truth; Trust your Soul and always be Soulful
Don't Trust your Mind; Trust your Soul for it is Eternal

Belief is Plastic Rose; Trust is Real Rose

Belief is Doubtful, Trust is Certain
Belief is from Mind, Trust is from Heart
Belief is Lip Service; Trust is Heart Felt
Believe many; Trust only a Few
Believing is Easy, Trusting is Hard
Belief scores 50%, Trust scores 100%
Belief is Ordinary; Trust is Extra-ordinary
Belief is Start point; Trust is End Point
Belief is Limited; Trust is infinite
Belief is Shaking Hands, Trust is Embracing
Belief keeps Control; Trust gives up control
Belief is jumping opportunities; Trust is staying
Belief is not Time Tested; Trust passes Tough Times
Belief is Partial; Trust is Complete
Believe in Thoughts; Trust your Intuition
Belief in God is Attempting; Trust in God is Surrender
Belief is Important; Trust is Essential
Belief is Plastic Rose; Trust is Real Rose

Saturday, April 06, 2013

My stranger

How do I commence speaking, of someone that I not know? 
my heart aches for them, to be my fountain of love so, 
A fountain from which they drink, every drop, an eternal passion, 
no blessing for me, in feeling their warm embrace, 
still, they're dearly missed, everyday when I lie, dreaming of the day, 
when I will be with them, my stranger at my side, 
hold them by me, an show how much I care, that I love them so, 
for in my mind, they just won't go, 
no matter what I do, my sight does see, my mind's one thought, 
is my soul's only want, to inhabit their's alone, an become one to be, 
for I am in love, with a stranger so dear, 
please God, O' please, bring my stranger here.

Poverty

it creeps up inside of you
with no warning at all
it controls you
your no-longer who say and think you are
it changes the way you think walk and talk 
and so much more
it closes every open door
there is no cure
once you have it your standing at deaths door 
you lose ability to think for your self
you lose everything
your strength and your wealth 
it is the deadliness killer of them all
it breaks down every cell wall
its misunderstood sometimes just plain over looked.
but who cares
its there
hurt and pain fills the life's of many people everyday 
its a silent killer that puts many in their graves

I need

I need the sunshine, I need the rain, 
I need the soil and I need the grain, 
I need the laughter, I need the tears, 
I need today and I need the years.
I crave for happiness, I crave for fun, 
I crave for tomorrow I crave it to be done
I crave for strength I crave for food, 
I crave for the future, I crave a new mood.
I demand attention, I demand a life, 
I demand understanding, I demand no strife, 
I demand you listen, I demand you care
I demand a new beginning, I demand it anywhere. 

And .. What you are!!

You make one realize, 
The strength and power within.
That´s what you are.
Full of courage that always gives hope.
That´s what you are.
Firm and unmovable, 
Strong like a mountain and courageous
Like the roving bars of the sea.
That´s what you are.
In you one finds, 
Protection and calm
From the stormy wind.
Like the coldest water 
You quenches.
That´s what you are. 

A man

Is it his structurally built body, 
With a handsome look? 
Or is it, his mind that think of things, 
Or..., is it his heart which is, 
The seat of motivation? 
could it be then, the intense look, 
in his eyes conveying a message? 
Or is it his, me, myself and i attitude? 
What makes a man? 
Well, what makes a man, 
Should be, his great sense of humor.
His humility, being swift to hear and, 
Slow in speaking.
His loving attitude of willingly putting the, 
Interest of others ahead of him.
One that is shrew, yet doesn't run from his problems.
These are a few of what should make a man.

Distance 001

Pleasant smell of roses, amusing sounds of birds songs.
Making your body tickle and bursting you out with laughter.
With wonder, as to how they've learn the melody? 
From a Distance
You see the formation of ants, and all seem to be in order.
Who taught them you ask? Ocean stayed within their bars, 
Earth gives its vegetation and gravity hold objects in place.
From A Distance, 
I see all blue and green. With every one following their own routine, 
From fish of the sea to beast of the forest to flying creature of the
Field to man of the land, and to the ants of the ground.
What a wonderful insight given to all by the must supreme one

Finger gaps


Do you know why God created gaps.
Between our fingers?
So that some day, The one who was made for you will
Come and fill those gaps holding your Hands. 

Live and die

The same people live, the same people die, 
the same people laugh, the same people cry, 
as they push on through, life's open door, 
the old and the young, the rich and the poor.
The same people love, the same people hate, 
the skeptics of heaven, the mockers of fate, 
some use the gun, some just don't choose, 
the proud and the vain, they win and they lose.
Death takes them all, the end's all the same, 
no one can help us, cause no one's to blame, 
When the door shuts and the bright lights go dim, 
We all follow the same path and we all go to Him.
The same people live, the same people die, 
Some still find wealth, while others get by, 
the weak and the strong, the slow and the fast, 
alone on life's journey, they all stumble past.
It's been this way, since the beginning of time, 
To live...it's a joy, to die...it's a crime, 
and still, we question and still, we ask why? 
The same people live...the same people die. 

Friday, April 05, 2013

Ignorance


A perfect circle, Symbol of completion
Goal for many .. Accomplishment for few
The only thing worse than achieving it 
And having nothing left to do is thinking you did
In this, an ignorant bliss lives.
It is not bliss to be ignorant but through ignorance, 
You can achieve personal bliss.
You will be a subject to the dictation of ignorance
When you refuse to accept reality or have no other way out.
Pretend all you like your world is not perfect
But a fool sees it as so and through that, he achieves his bliss.
Or, if you do not actively chose to be ignorant, then you are innocent.
The purest form of ignorance because the innocent know no other way.
So, is it better to have been ignorant and live in a world that is happy and gay
Or to be subject to reality and let it lurk and darken every day? 
The innocent will tell you...
They are not tainted by the unforgiving moralities of reality.
So, the ignorant i'm is simply equal "it " divided on "what i knew about it"

Bury my dreams

Let me hear you whisper my name, 
Speak with the tongue of love, 
Do not fear the touch of shame, 
Your heart's pure as a dove.
Tell me you love me and kiss me, 
Hold me and gather me tight, 
Wrap your love around my knee, 
Prevent me from any flight.
I'll be your slave, just say the word, 
I can't deny you whatever you want, 
I'll be the song you've never heard, 
I'll never give you a cause to taunt.
Just say I love you and mean it, 
Hold my head to your breast; 
Inside my heart a light's been lit, 
No joke, no tease, no jest.
We're lovers, not strangers in heat, 
We're meant for each other it seems; 
I knew right away, that we would meet, 
Now I can fold and bury my dreams. 

Thursday, April 04, 2013

The final verse in our sweet song.

When did we ever say goodbye? 
When did we ever let each other go? 
When did we ever give up our love? 
We never really did, you know.
Years have passed, yet, your not gone, 
Years have passed, yet, we're the same; 
Years have passed and nothing's changed, 
There's nothing to fault, no one to blame.
Today, we pick up, where we left off, 
Today, we continue, what we've begun; 
Today, we celebrate our love, once more, 
Under the same old moon and sun.
Tomorrow, that's the final destination, 
Tomorrow, our love will still be strong; 
Tomorrow, it's you and I, 
The final verse in our sweet song. 

Will you love me

will you love me when I'm old and gray? 
when my hairline is receding? 
will you flee or will you stay? 
when Viagra, I'll be needing.
will you love me, when my teeth fall out? 
when my skin starts sagging? 
when I've no breath left to shout, 
when my motivation's lagging.
will you love me, when my hearing's gone? 
when my vision needs repair? 
when the pounds start piling on, 
will you be around to care? 
will you love me, when my joints all ache? 
when my youthful looks are past? 
have you the love of which it takes, 
to make the moments sweet and last? 
will you love me, when the roof caves in? 
when things don't seem quite bright? 
if you've no regrets, for where we've been, 
then surely we can we win the fight. 

Sane

I believed that love would last forever, 
I believed that joy would know no end; 
I saw the world through colored glasses, 
I saw my lover as my best and only friend.
I saw success and never knew a want, 
I reached the the highest I could see; 
I touched the hearts of many all around, 
And never worried over just what they called me.
Each dream I had, was better than before, 
Each goal I set, I met it every time; 
I saw my happiness get ever higher, 
I saw my joy explode with every breath; 
I saw my every wish come true, 
And forgot there's such a thing as death.
I laughed till I had my fill of laughter, 
And from my dream, I then woke up.
Now reality...it slapped me in the face, 
And sobered up I looked like hell; 
And of the dream, there was no trace, 
My world was just an empty shell.
The mind plays tricks on broken hearts, 
The brain imagines, what's not there; 
And what seems real begins to fall apart, 
And no one seems to see or care.
They say you must endure the living, 
When all you love is down the drain; 
And they insist you must be kind and giving, 
But that was when you once were sane. 

Who's to say

Who's to say, what is, is best? 
Who's to say, we'll win or fail? 
Who's to say, we've come too far, 
To blaze a brand-new trail? 
Who's to say that we'll survive, 
or fall off by the wayside, 
Who can say, we've done our best, 
or whether our egos will coincide? 
Who's to say, that's right, 
that's wrong, 
or whether we'll have it all? 
Who's to say, we'll climb the heights, 
Who's to say, we'll scale that wall? 

Rain

In this land of little rain, 
Suddenly there comes a shower, 
a burst of rain so fast and hard, 
it makes timid ones to cower.
Thank you Lord for this great rain, 
we know its mighty power.
I run out into the rain, 
and turn my face up to the sky
it's rare to see this sight, 
it causes my soul to fly.
And I know again the truth, 
of the great Lord up on high.
In this dry and arid land, 
an angel sheds a tear, 
a dropp of rain has fallen, 
though the day is blue and clear; 
it's just a trace they say, 
but rain's likely and getting near.
Out here, the rain evaporates, 
before it hits the ground, 
no humidity in the air, 
and we are left with frowns; 
I hear thunder in the distance, 
maybe we'll get some (rain) 
the next time 'round.
On the horizon, 
there's a rainbow, 
the rain has fallen there; 
and we wonder if it'll
ever come, 
or will we ever care? 
It's up there, 
it's for certain, 
soon...we'll get our share

Together

While we reasoning together the concur and disagree are the ultimate result of our union. For this vows we do take passionately till death do us part.

I want to get away


I want to get away, to where the air is brisker,
To where the mountains climb the sky -
To where the the mind is frisker,
and the eagle and the condor fly.
I want to walk in some forsaken spot, 
that doesn't draw a crowd -
to where a battle's never fought,
and I can laugh out loud.
To where the river's swiftly running, 
to where the silence fills the wood -
to where the renegades are sunning,
It all would do this heart some good.
The will to go is getting stronger, 
and my feet are restless to begin -
I cannot sit around much longer,
To do so would be to me a sin.
So I'll be off, you can bet on that, 
I'll soon be out in that empty space -
I'll just grab my coat and hiking hat,
Don't look for me, there is no trace.