A father Advice..

Let you accomplish new task
Let your dreams get wings of reality, 
Let all your sorrow shun from you, 
Let joy and success follow you, 
Let past moment teach you, 
Let future inspire to move on
Let the zeal in you reach you to great heights.
Let Lord bestow you strength to face all odds, 
Let the dawn of success rise
Let it show you things all wise
Let you do all nice things and bring to others the joy of spring
Let you do work with things as they are and never see distance near or far
For whatever chance you ever get .. try in it for you to set ..

i'm all alone

I can see the future in a little white tear 
I feel the sun turning back in a clear blue sky..
I'm focussed on a man holding a gun pointed at an innocent target..
A child hiding to be the hero but disapointed because he can't...
A flag waving but burning in the darkness
As i see this i suddenly turn my back to relise i'm all alone

love is life

life is life 
why can't people realize that sooner 
cause as much as love takes part in life 
love comes around to hurt you in life 
People love the fact of love 
But hate the fact of pain
but love can't exist without pain
and life can't exist without love 
love is life
and life is love
so all these poems i come across 
and that i write to 
are about life 
it just took some time for us to realize that too! 

Place

There's a place inside each one of us.. 
Wide in spite of its small size
Quiet in spite of what's in the store runs
It's exist only .. where life end  and dreams born

No lie saves love

Why do we always think they lie, 
Are we never to see the reason why, 
For lust, greed or what ever the need, 
No reasons here to see, 
Why they ever lie to thee, 
The truth always comes through in the end, 
On this dear one's you can depend. 
No lie saves love from the end. 

As the rain

lift your hands to the sky, and let it rain...
hug it, it's missing you, and let the rain...
whisper to my senses, and let it feel with your existence... and let your emotion,
flow to me as the rain... and know that my longing to you, as the desert's longing to the rain        

Weapons of mass destruction

Some go through trouble! Some may go through strife, 
What takes us there is a thing called life, Step back! Look! Do see! 
What you have, 
What’s meant to be, 
What end you take is for you to decide. 
No hate, 
No pride, 
just love and abide, 
For all you see was meant to be! 
You are you, I am me! 
We are what we are for all to see, 
No words no praise. Just let you be, 
We are one .. All are We.
Now say No to all wars, Greed, even about weapons of mass destruction and nuclear plants.
Now .. Be happy 
Now let life be! 

Our children through Media

Let's teach our kids new philosophies in school
like honesty, self expression, creativity 
where everything is fresh and new. 
Use the right brain thinking to come up with new ways
Not all this memorization that gets in the way.
Teach children to be there for another
not this completion of raising hands
let all kids feel like they have the answer
cherish all opinions to better understand.
Promote all arts and music too 
All nations needs to let they children 
express themselves and be listened too.
Ask the children what they think they would do? 
Change the way children are taught and to think things through. 

Peace brings peace

A generation that loves peace will bring peace, 
for if you focus on war you bring disease.
Disease in the mind that we are separate, 
we are all from the same source.
Nothing dies of course, 
it just changes form.
So when we think we have won
by killing another human
we really have not, have your forgot? 

To my love .. Miss you So

Time can be a scale on which life can be measured, Linear and cyclic
Where love can be treasured
Time can also be a vessel
Where respect and virtue reside
Along with honor, Integrity, innocence and pride
Time was the beginning
Time will always be
Time can be binding
Time can set you free
Time has no promises
Time is not restricted to a plan
Time is for introducing love to life... For as long as it we can.

Does..

I once had a lady as sweet as a song.
She was my darling’, and she was my dear.
But she had a dose, and she passed it along.
Now she’s gone, but the dose is still there.
So, don’t give a dose to the one you love most.

Once

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . . How did it go?

Another language

My Emotions seem to be speaking a language that my heart understands
I've never known it experimentally nor ever held it in my hands In some ways it's nonexistence a vision without a plan
no way to clearly define it or to exchange, to give real command
There is ambiguous agreement sometimes it comes and goes
people agree this is the dilemma but do we really know..! 
Who can define emotion or explain something that is unsure..! 
we all can speculate and guess but no one knows for sure
Yet we see the challenge and say they are in need
Yet we don't ban together do we need consistency..! 
There is a message in the picture I see but maybe it needs more confirmation for that thing to be
More votes, more clarification 
More stats, more news
More concern..! 
Maybe it's the timing
Something we have yet to learn 

Things do not change; we change.

The world was born into peace one day
When the birds sang at dawn and children would play
A day when all humans were safe
A day when all people lived in peace
A time when it didn't matter whether you were from Egypt, Greeks or from US

where I no longer live

In a dream
I met you again
And wished so deeply 
I could get to know you
But
There was a gleam in our life, a look
a glance 
a stare
that said to me we'd met before.
And then what joy (a surplus passion) wonderment and thanks
A smile to last forever
That bled into a dream on waking, Leaving a curious sigh.
For I had remembered my favorite childhood toys were lost
Grown over
In a dusty back-room.
In a house where I no longer live by my soul.

Freedom

As Fortune comes and Fortunes goes
Each peoples has their share of woes
And Lives miss most what Half-Life's knows
That freedom is as freedom does

Freedom

Are we humans Or is it just me ... Is it just so hard to live in peace and harmony
Where have all of our feelings gone they can’t just disappear
Something definitely put them to a halt and that “something” is my biggest fear 
Why can’t peace and beauty  Just flourish everywhere like before ..!
Why do we have to hurt everyone around us ..!
Why do we have to make people feel so sore !
Is pain so satisfying.. Or is it just an act.!
Pain is not the answer to our questions And that is not a confusing fact 
Does killing, fighting, and destroying work Or is it just a tease 
Do people do them for a purpose ,! Or is it for them to please
Pleasing themselves is all they want, Control and power is what they need
We can’t stop them once it’s too late, But all we really need is a strong lead 
Peace we shall have
Harmony and beauty we must get by just helping people adjacent to us 
What a marvelous background we can set .. We don’t know what we want 
Surly guilty is not what we want to be .. We want to live a peaceful life
And this peace and harmony shall set us free.
Once a great writer said .. 
"We can't separate peace from freedom because no one can be at peace unless he has his freedom"
i completely agree with him.

without a sound

Death will come like a sweet white rose
or a gift with wrappings that will slowly enclose me and ribbons to strangle and bows
Death will come with thorns to pierce my black heart
take a peek before flames enfold me and I depart
I have always equated annihilation with crashing through dead walls and wanting to stay
But death will come while I still waiting am hating the silence
and fate will take me calmly away without a sound without anybody around.

My Curse

The advantage of having a bad memory is that you can enjoy 
the same good tenderness for the first time several times.
But
The disadvantages of having a good memory is that you can curse the same bad tenderness for the first time several times.
Yes a savage tenderness lies between the bondage of the heart and the heart’s cruel longing ... for release
we play with it like children play with fire and between our wisdom and desire ... we burn
we sow the seeds that flame with crimson and hold on to that savage tenderness ... 
we know..

Innerself ..!

Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one's own inner self.