Good teachers still exist..

teacher is the best artist of the child....
He is also the builder of a strong Nation, If his art fails the statue, this child will be wild, then, what about the future of our Nation? 
Negligent teacher's children become bad, This is a mysterious hit to him by Nature, A good teacher does his duty what he had, His children will be fine by the grace of God. 
Teacher is blessed by God if he teaches well, He should think that every child is his own, Tomorrow before God every teacher has to tell, In society a good teacher is well known.
A careless teacher is cursed to go to hell, A good teacher lives with a honored crown.

But even with intelligence

It is the systematic of paranoid, Feeling you are an android, Electronic sense fills your void, A proof of human brilliance, Intelligence in every Joint, Wire, or electric field around copper shields, The rules simulate you, Commands in every step, telling you what to do, 
You have no tongue, you have no lips, 
You're a puppet but with different kind of threads, 
You dun have dreams, nor you have a will, 
You think you're sleeping, but you're not, 
Keeping you in some shell or pushed your button, or pulled your rod, Master of the puppet is a human brain, 
Connected the threads in a brilliant way, But even with intelligence, you're just a puppet...
Move here and there, with empty brain pocket, You have data-base, you can't gain knowledge, Information is your food, and you have a limited storage.
Your piss is deletion, your soul is just a bridge, Connecting two worlds, or some thoughts, By electronic threads.. 

Stay humble

She would sit and cry for hours and I would not offer a second of pity for that was like giving a junkie a needle.
She would sit and laugh for hours on end alone in the dark and I would remain under my covers with my radio firmly cemented into my ears .. I would not humour her mania for that would be like encouraging a bad comedian.. oh.. It was only when she would ask me how
my day was would..?
I sit beside her, stroke her hair and allow myself to be her son. 

Love, hate, oblivion and Contentment ...

Love...  the disharmony of the senses, the destroyer of our emotional defences.
Hate ... the unrelenting warrior of distraction, the perfect camoflauge for true passion.
Oblivion ... The ultimate partner of short lived bliss .. The friendly devil with the seductive kiss.
Contentment ... the executioner of all tommorows, which is the bringer of the greatest sorrows..? 

Silent Language

All Silent Language is without any sound, The smile, raised eye brows maybe a frown, 
In utter disgust, turning your head around, Disagree side to side, concur up and down.
Action will truly speak louder than words, Even when the language is clearly heard, I love you is said many times but of course, Almost 60% of marriages end up in divorce. OH..
A firm handshake is more than words convey, 
And a comforting hug sends your fear away, 
Kissing shows more affection you might say, 
While holding hands is an invitation to stay
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To be continue..

Shades of fairness

Ever in shades; 
Life is a lot lighter than we see it.
Though the shades may darken here, 
It is always brighter on the other side.
And if we wait a little while longer, 
It will brighten over here too; 
And we'll see things in shades of fairness.. will be a story to tell.. stay happy my love.. even in shades .. light always near.

You..are not alone..!

You are not alone dear
You have a lot of everyone, far and near
But you know..! That makes you a prisoner to your fear
A lot has gone amiss since last we met; 
A lot I can't recall in detail yet.
Am sure it's all about how true we are
To us in spite of where indeed we are.
But one day in the life of each of us, 
We'll come to know the harm we've done to us. 

It kills me..

It kills me that you feel that way
It kills me that I have nothing to say
It kills me that you have to cry
It kills me that I have to ask why
It kills me that you're hurting inside
It kills me that all i can do is stand beside
It kills me you have to carry that burden
It kills me you can't make it through the night
It kills me that I can't make it right

Maybe.!

When you feel weak while you're strong.
When you stare at blank listening to a song.
when you're going in circles you feel like a stranger in Hong-Kong.
Maybe there's something wrong.
You should just smile, life is good.
Take things easy you did the best you could.
Wake up from your long nap. Release yourself to the world don't be in a trap.
Wake up from you're long nap. Step by step to your life map. 
Maybe there's something wrong.

In your hand..

Your mind could be your best friend or your biggest enemy.. It can make you feel down or make you feel good and worthy.. Happiness is in your hand and depends what you want from your life. If your expectations are behind your limits, you will have a miserable life... Remember there is no another copy of you in this world, it shows how unique you are. Learn to enjoy every success no matter how small they are. Healthy Competition is good, but don’t just look at successful people above you
If you feel behind and unlucky, don’t forget there are a lots of people worse than you, below you
Depression and anger and anxiety is the fruit of negative thinking. So, I strongly recommend to all of you the power of positive thinking. You can’t help yourself or people around you. 
If you have a mind who constantly works against you
Don’t forget you just live once, so try to make best of it
Don’t wait for special day or conditions, enjoy it now, otherwise you will lose it.

Color of your love fades away

Living under one roof together but your mind so far from each other. You feel you have nothing to share together anymore. If that's case your relationship is dying for sure.
Not long ago you used to sit next to each other while holding each other hands ... Now barely talking together but a plenty of time to talk to the friends. Something happened that made the color of your love fades away
Now is just a matter of time to say each other, my way or hit the highway. Remember at this stage your love is like that dying tree that still has little root in the ground
If you want you can fix the problem and turn things around.. Go back to things that brought you together
Start slow by simple words such as hey I miss you, can we watch a movie together.. Remember love means giving up some of our favorite things. It is sad people destroy their relationship on silly things
It is so easy to walk away from the problems and feel good. But if this is your way, your next relationship will put you in a bad mood 

Walking in shadows, walking in clouds, dreams cover the valley intertwined with each other.
Dreams of another world, 
Fallen wishs 
Fallen fantasies
A place to get away, 
A peaceful ending to it all.
Fallen dreams .... show it all. 

Eyes see evil ..

Let's pretend 
That I am a warrior and not a prisoner of so many fears.
That I do not care about you
Let's pretend I have never feared the error and it is going to be okay
That I know the right direction to take
That I have the right words to say
And there are trophies on my shelf
Let's pretend 
That not everything is lost and the wounds are healed
There are still choices to make and I will not have to die alone.. because you will be always here with me... 

Never.. lie

Never give up on life live for as long as you can, That goes for every woman as well as every man
We only live once at life no second chance, So why not be happy and laugh, sing and dance.
Never give up on life though you are aged and gray and live for the moment and enjoy every day
Our time is too short for worry and woe. the sad sacks of the town few do wish for to know.
May your last day be your hardest as some are known to say for the weeks hurry by and time keeps ticking away
We are only mortals like the sheep or the cow.. And we only can live in the here and the now.
The great gift of life is a marvellous thing
And it's praises we ought to feel happy to sing
Your crosses may be hard to bear but why wish to die
Since none know of a hereafter and the facts never lie. 

A promise..

I promise to 
Give you a shoulder to lean on, A hand to guide your way, A whisper, a soft whisper that all is well, don't give up...
I promise that 
I will share my pain, laughter and joy. 
I will meet you halfway because I am your friend and your beloved .. and you are my friend and my woman on the road of our hard life.

Fears..

I imagine a romance stories and although I want it to be a beautiful work of art, I am afraid that I will live in the story I created in my mind. It's all in my mind I know, but sometimes, the romance becomes too ideal and realistic for me that I soon fall for the queen that was just a product of my imagination. I think that is both an fearful obstacle and a proof that somehow, I'm succeeding to touch a reader's heart - even if it is me who obly read what I ink here.. I get to try to move within, stop thinking the way I used to then, never move into the way my fear makes me move..

Stay..

When it comes a time to do it... we can love a beautiful face or a gorgeous body.. but we don't fall in love with that. We fall in love with an open minds.. the way a person thinks.. 
Beauty can attract normal people but a pure soul with a beautiful true thoughts are what's going to make them... stay.

Anger is but a mask to hide.... nothing

Do no harm. Too bad people live in their own little bubble and think they are the only ones entitled to be hurt with no remorse for how their selfish behavior has hurt others. Even if it is indirectly. They don't and will never get this... Even now I find it difficult to fathom how you can give so much of yourself to a person and have them so totally wipe it all away as if it never happened with no remorse and go on their merry way leaving a path of destruction behind them..

You win..

Some days you just have to create your own Moonlight 

Why are we being hard on ourselves?

We are humans and we do want the best life we can possibly create, but to what cost. This perfectionist drive we start in one area of our life will eventually bleed over to all areas of our life. We start to get frustrated and critical on ourselves. It does not mean we don’t have to give our best in all areas of our life, but we don’t have to be so hard on ourselves when we have temporary setbacks. Temporary setbacks or some might call them failures are actually a good thing. Failures help us expand our creativity and help us learn and grow. If we learn from our failures we are actually bettering our self for the successes. It is ok to fail and imperative we use all failure as learning lessons.