Life ...

Likes and dislikes, preference and biases
Mundanely worries or heavenly glee
Existence must be liberated and free
Life is much larger than you and me
We fall short to comprehend it
And say its not my cup of tea
Goals of ABC education, n Job XYZ
Fail its meaning, when u look back and see
coz life is much larger than you and me
The success of life is achievement and victory
status, a big name, pots of Gold and Money
Society issues ones Boom's decree
Tied all the way, but think you are free
Life is much larger than you and me
Say! blessed are the prosperous ones, 
I disagree worldly goals buy contentment, 
not guaranteed feel joyed, when have peace internally
Your love, your children will complete this potpourri
So live as unbind not as abducted ...
Life is much larger than you and me
One after another
Challenges come, and grab your arm
You ask life, Now whats wrong? 
Troubles said: We are making you strong
Living a breezy life
Where no effort tag along
One never realizes what he has
Grasps after struggle short or long
Troubles said: We are making you strong
Everyone has a talent deeply sown
With no strive, stay hidden and unknown
In weakest moment one become strong
So, cash in hardships, they bring a new dawn
Troubles said: we will make you strong. 

Very black

Inside us we carry that parallel self
A burial vault without any delf
A little prick wakes up that oppressive pain
Buried deep in past with lots of strain
Ugly regrets which weren't ones fault
Nothingness exaggerated, life craving a halt
The feeling of lone & lost thing
One trusted most, damage the life string
Taking relations sensitivity, always for granted
Something and some words, just couldn't be supplanted
Left behind is the mirror with a crack
Which magnifies self, one less shiny… other very black. 

Once upon a time

Once upon a time
From the ashes
I was made to come alive
From the breathing ashes
Was I condemned
Back to dead ashes
Now I know
Why all stories begin
With 'once upon a time! '

Once upon a time
You made me
Come alive
But then, 
As if the creator has right
Over his creation
You sent me back to death
Now, 
Am I alive or am I dead ? 
I'm neither! 

BMW

Has the humanity gone
Yes! Far away from this earth it has flown, 
Man has become worst than ever
It's like the word 'help' has gone forever, 
Friends, helping is not a crime
Help others and treat everyone with a smile, 
Terrorism has gone beyond our imagination
Why, the world has become a corrupt nation, 
You want to eat in a five star
And drive home in a BMW car, 
Please if you have extra money give it to poor and needy
Please help the marginalized and you will get blessings as freebie. 

God

God .. 
Grant me 
the strength to confront myself, 
the courage to resist my weakness, 
the certainty to accept my fate, 
the satisfaction to rest my mind and  
the understanding to reassure my heart

Don't

So long we pretend to be angels, we follow the rules and do what were told, 
we wouldn't dare break them bend them for fear of getting in trouble, 
So long we pretend to be normal our status the great opportune, 
to stray would be a blood bath sin but to follow is trapping not few, 
sinking to that level of normal to blend with the defining definition is murder to the person we are yet to become, 
to the life we shall soon live in, but to stray would be all darkness with light just in the horizon but to walk blinded is in bad position
for all who don't wish to strive, 
those who do will be followed
by those who wish to be lead
but for all who seek adventure will venture far ... far ahead 

Strive

It may challenge you to the fullest
May temper with your happiness to the deepest, 
Would bring the best out of you
Although the happy moments sometimes may be few, 
It will always test you inside out
But remember sadness wont follow throughout, 
There will be times when you will fell like heaven
Which wont start on 6 and end on 7, 
But remember that the dawn doesn't last for long
And worst maybe waiting on the road singing a song, 
But to remain happy you must always strive
Because it may be challenging for it is life... 

Nothing but light runs forever.

All things of matter and energy, thoughts and experience, mind and body will one day wither and die.
But the light they leave behind will stay forever...
All darkness may disappear as it is fed only by those who conceal and restrict the movement of light; so when all care and courtacy subside, all that remains is the light....
One that casts no shadow and gives off no heat
but the natural warmth and care of it being there
One that learns no limit as it silently beams like eyes from a steady stream of devoted notion and uncut pleasantries...
The dead may lay restless in their graves or sleep in heavenly place but nothing is as silent as the light.
when it flows and when it glares it is unavoidable as is the Lord when He stares.
After all the light is He, and he is light
All will be transparent in this light, and there will be no hiding place;  not even the mind of thoughts that linger.
It knows no boundaries neither of nature nor knowledge as it moves seamlessly through space, time and terrine.
But for now all but one have sircumbed to its permeating force; that is of course the bearer of light and the key holder to its ultimate reign
Man- Wo-man- Hu-man- Wow
For he only would search boundlessly for what is his own.
The light is opportunity, it is power and it is wisdom
It need only be set free 

Respect is like honey

Respect is a lesson that everyone should learn
Respect must be given before an expected return
Respect is something that’s given for free
Respect is about us and never about me
Respect is the basis on which relationships are founded
Respect is the anchor that keeps a person well grounded
Respect builds the character and defines who we are
Respect sets the standard and raises the bar
Respect is magnanimous and helps to fulfill
Respect is the partner that sits with good will
Respect is like honey so sweet it’s perceived
Respect a taste to savoir for when it’s received 

Loss of Paradise

With Mason Cooley words //No need to be sentimental to mourn the loss of Paradise// i'd like to start ..

I miss the nights, I felt angels near enough to touch
I miss the calming words, silent prayers that mean so much
I miss the undying pride, I found each day anew
I miss the reassurance, I had always known in you
I miss the songs, bringing Joy to a Youthful Heart
I miss calling out, knowing you would be there
I miss loving You, Lord, I miss you so much.
I spent the time, crying out to You in Prayer
I spent the time, not always knowing what to do
I spent the time, hoping You had a place for me too
I spent the time, down on my knees for You
I spent the time, and here I am: Alone by Your Side again
Oh to have things back as they were before
During my early years of trusting LoveBefore my heart registered the pain You had known
As people degraded the Love You offered, let our voices call as One: .. Oh God, forgive them for they know not what they have done.

As a coward ..!!

i feared being alone .. until i learned to like myself
i feared failure .. until i realized that i only fail when i don't try
i feared success .. until i realized that i had to try in order to be happy with myself
i feared people's opinions .. until i learned that people would have opinions about me anyway
i feared rejection .. until i learned to have faith in myself
i feared pain .. until i learned that it's necessary for growth
i feared the truth .. until i saw the ugliness in lies
i feared death .. until i realized that it's not an end but a beginning
i feared my destiny .. until i realized that i had the power to change my life
i feared hate .. until i saw that it was nothing more than ignorance
i feared love .. until it touched my heart, making the darkness fade into endless sunny days
i feared ridicule .. until i learned how to laugh at myself
i feared growing old .. until i realized that i gained wisdom every day
i feared the future.. until i realized that life just kept going better
i feared the past .. until i realized that it could no longer hurt me 
i feared the dark .. until i saw the beauty of starlight
i feared the light .. until i learned that the truth would give me strength
i feared change .. until i saw that even the most beautiful butterfly had to undergo a metamorphosis before it could fly 

what is wrong.

I'm tired of always being asked what is wrong? ! 
Sometimes I like to ponder and think, 
I like to be silent and observe the world around me, 
There isn't always something wrong, 
Maybe I just feel like being quite, 
Maybe I just feel like not smiling, 
Maybe I just want to think, 
And being around people who are loud
Make it hard to think.
Please stop asking me what is wrong, 
Cause in all honesty there is nothing wrong, 
I’m fine, 
I'm sane, 
I'm happy, 
I just want think and stare at the world around me, 
There is nothing wrong! ! ! 
I wrote this cause it is true there isn't always something wrong, something isn't always bothering me.
Maybe I just want to recall the day, think about tomorrow, or just think.
I would love it if people would stop asking me what is wrong.

Let's just be Human

Guns are hard, 
Knifes are sharp, 
Fire burns, 
And water drowns, 
Rope can hang
And Bombs can kill you to smithereens.
People tend to fear theses Weapons, 
But truth be told, 
They can't do anything alone, 
Fear the person welding the weapon, 
Not the weapon it's self, 
Weapons Hurt, but .... People kill!
why does it have to be black or white or any race at all? 
Can't we just be man and women? 
Let's take even these out tho
Let's just be Human. 

Desire

Caught between desire and duty, 
the right choice becomes blurred.
Do I give in to heart or head
when you smile at me? 
The right choice is the hardest, 
tearing me in two.
Do I give you my heart or my mind
or do I give you both? 
Lost and confused, 
I search vainly for help.
Do I feel relief or pain
when your smile is not for me? 
Heart, soul, body, and mind, 
all point to you.
Do I tell you how I feel
when I know we have no chance? 

As for the love ...love wants two

When you love a person, you love them without conditions, 
you leave your childishness at the door - you love them.
You learn to give of yourself and you learn you are not alone, 
but it's hard to love - when your love is not your own.You wear a smile as easy as a mask to cover the pain below, 
turning from the one who you thought you loved once.
The heart demands another though the mind is torn between, 
how can you love someone else - your heart becomes torn.One half flutters and spins, living in the world you have, 
bathing in the safety of comfort, never moving though screaming.
The other half drifts away to a place where you can be yourself, 
no judgments nor demands - you cry over what might be.One path or the other, the mind cannot choose either, 
the heart shrieks and screams, but comes out as a whisper.
Both may love you, both may lie -
but one love is rushing forth; the other one dry. 

Sympathy

This is a man...
Who wears Death on his cuff.
Would you sit beside him in his grave,
When the chemo's not enough?
This is a girl...
Whose soul is bound to go.
Would you lay with her on her deathbed,
To cry her tears of woe?
This is a boy...
Who holds the gun up to his brow
Would you take his hand,
On the chance he'll put it down?
Sympathy
One of the cursed emotions
The one that tries, in vain
To take notice of a stranger
And feel away the pain. 

Money or Soul...!

Years have fallen like flowers
and time is flying by hours
Yet more or less, I am a beginner
rather a poor beginner
What have I gained? 
What have I lost? 
Gained I have nothing
Lost I have every farthing
My early attempt has turned a failure
a futile attempt to live
A life from hand to mouth
Only my soul l did save
From all dishonest thoughts and deeds
I barred my heart from all such weeds
but still hunger has stole upon me
Money is supreme of all man’s needs
It was merely a matter of question
a question too much a triffle to notice
What you want to save
your soul or money? 
Whatever you choose
the other you loss
For me it was a question of choice and need
I went for soul
And this is what I have gained
a tried conscience
and endless poverty
It seems my values had lived ages pest
For if I held up my head 
my soul was bound to be in mud But then, 
I held up my soul
and my head was in mud. 

Don't believe in yourself

Whatever you do, don't believe in yourself
They say this is the key to happiness and wealth
But if you tread this path, or ease into this warm bath, 
The fates will turn their heads and laugh.
He who believes in himself has no time to believe in you
All that's left in his heart is residue
For if we all believed in each other
We could walk the earth as brothers. 

Break a few hearts

I know what i want, 
I know what i need, 
I see it everyday, the sweet place that calls out for me...
Too long have I dreamed, its time to leave, and do something, what i seek...
I know where it lies, 
Between the mountains, it shines; I thank God, for giving me this gift; But I ask God, for all the things He gave, why, He left courage out, , , , 
The courage to leave out the front door; 
The power to say goodbye to, whom i have endured; 
And who've given me something, which is heaven for most; 
is it OK to leave heaven, 
Is it OK, to break a few hearts, to mend your own..!!

Sixty-seven words

In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more, 
and also to appease the mutes, 
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover, 
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn't respond, 
I know she's used up all her words, 
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.