Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible .... and always remember what I said. Nothing created to stay forever.
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Sunday, October 11, 2015
Try to be a rainbow in someone's cloud.
Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible .... and always remember what I said. Nothing created to stay forever.
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
When it's rain
just after rain
when the water lies hesitant and pure on the roads and footpaths and a few cars still have their lights on
just after rain
when the street trees sweat the last clear drops from their leaves and the air is promise .... crammed and light and there are apparently more houses in the distant city center than before
just after rain
we breathe in deeply and effortlessly we enjoy watching where we put our feet
as we slowly back home
just after rain
we realize that.. when it's rain, every thing gets wet.. So it's the perfect time to hide our tears ..
Just after rain..
Monday, September 28, 2015
Searching..!
One can spend too much of one's life locked in stuffy rooms seeking out obscure truths, searching, researching, until one is too old to enjoy life.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Saturday, September 26, 2015
..
Expressing unspeakable feelings .. Creating new channels of healing
Traveling through tunnels of tragedy .. Transporting tremendous tons of therapy
Rushing into a river of reformation .. Creating a deluge of consolation
Tearing down walls of internal imprisonment .. Building beautiful bridges of betterment
Seasoned with the salt of reality ... Rescued me from the claws of insanity
Flowing directly from the tear in my soul .. Anchoring my feet and making me whole
A tear
Much thanks to you my dear tear you are the reason I’m still here
Monday, September 14, 2015
Human
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And which is more you'll be a Man
Discrimination
Yes, maybe you seem different But deep inside all are the same.
Why do they think they're better..!
If one is black and one is white, If one is man and one is woman.
They are the same, that is their right.
If one is Muslim, Christian and one is Jew, All come from God, we are the same.
So, get to know all people, And show them what you think and do,
You'll see how others live their lives. When you like them, then they'll like you.
If one learns to understand and respect all points of view,
Then peace on Earth must surely come It is up to you. And you. And you.
Friday, September 04, 2015
Tuesday, August 04, 2015
Monday, August 03, 2015
there is a place ..... where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends.
Monday, July 27, 2015
Simply being a .... Man
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And... which is more ... you'll be a Man
Life isn't so bad
It always seemed to be so far away before, I used to get angry and say, 'I wish I were dead!
But then they were only words, spoken to slash out and hurt the person who angered me.
Now suddenly it's a reality - there are no more words.
Death has come to get me, to take this long and tiring life from me.
Everything has taken on new light, this life of mine - it's not so bad.
I've had some really great times, seen some beautiful sights,
laughed a million times more than ever I cried.
Yes, life isn't so bad when I look back upon it.
Reserve your empty place
People whom you love die, family dwindles in size.
Everywhere your eyes cast their glance there are thoughts of lost romance and love, reminders lying around.
Scattered over the field of grief are diamond tears cutting into memories of wonderful times now lost.
Losing trust
Seriously wanting to know what kind of inhuman people they are, what were they thinking, why didn't they just stay single?
Then women wouldn't be hurt and maimed, losing the trust they learned after being born, how cruel men are to do this to the ones they say they love.
Maturing, leaving out that one word from their vocabulary women end up being jealous and angry all the time, knowing only the lies of their husbands.
Their children are hurt by this infidelity, even though their fathers rationalize what they're doing, trying to make it acceptable in their own minds only.
Who is to blame in the end, the man who cannot stay true, or the woman who believes in love and then finds out the truth in the end.
Either way, both of them contribute to their children growing up learning not to trust or have faith in the opposite sex, and boys learn to follow their father's
examples, carrying on this disgusting legacy
Sunday, July 26, 2015
Tuesday, June 09, 2015
Family
Sunday, June 07, 2015
Wolf
My life is my message
If the world was to end tomorrow; what do you prefer to do...!
Get busy living,or get busy dying..!
Thursday, June 04, 2015
Cheat
Cheating isn't always kissing, touching or even hide someone feelings in our hearts; if you have to delete your text message, if you have to post a public generally words without mention its to anyone from your partner or your parents doesn't see them... You at this very moment are already that...... We as a human always cheat because we're paying more attention to what we're missing rather than what we have. And at some point we realize that we hurt someone so special whenever our apologies will mean nothing at all if we keep doing what we are sorry for. In fact I believe that behind every untrusting woman there is a man who made her that way so, please don't keep calm I personally hate that word.. Never keep calm go hurry to Chang your world, and if you're waiting for a sign.. That.. Is it
Face and deal your weaknesses at any giving moment and always remember that; we as a human have the power to say this is not how the story going to end.