One window..

One window is all we need ...
To understand the world that lies ahead
To see what is in store for our future
To learn about the values of sharing life
To understand the feelings of each other
To wander the world with your eyes and my heart.
To live a love so true and full
To experience the faithfulness of being closed
To change the way we are used to living
To feel good about what we do and have no regrets
To love life.

The missing piece..

O.. I long to hold, and tenderly kiss you, 
To hold you close, so very close, so not to lose you, 
To feel your hair, touch gently my face, 
Your soft warm skin, burning in lovers embrace.
This distance causes, such pain in my heart, but you already knew,
My love for you, is not whole but part, you hold a piece, the rest of the whole, the missing piece, within your soul..

To listen

And when will this longing end ?
in my mind it reverberates .. igniting excitement underneath.
thoughts of you
strikes me like lightning .. that burns my soul to flame.
Even my body trembling, shivering in hunger, profusely seeking of your being.
my mind spinning, dying of your effrontery... screaming to possess your totality.
When will this longing end I say ?
i guess time will tell me someday
It’ll be, this I pray... somewhere, somehow .. our longing will end… we’ll be together again as we used to be and you .. you will see, oO
And The Secret of success
Courage to accept your worth mercifully, respectfully, confidentially, Balance between you and everything else in life, Flexibility in letting you cross my red line and adaptability with the unknown.. To listen and to ...... communicate, to understand clearly that; I'm forever your's faithfully.

A moment in time

One moment
Alas! That one moment
I’m still waiting for it to come
My fate is slow and time is on the run
A dog is howling in despair
Someone is dying or
Maybe my death is near
I'm Trying to grab the hope
Dreams thus shattered
Soul is choked by strop
I feel like divested ground
Barren with no sight or sound
No birds, cupids or butterflies
Comes this way
Flower thus burned ashes doth flay 

Obey

As I walked through the valley of shadow and agony
I looked behind and saw no one crying
Crying and calling for me not to go
I felt empty
I felt shallow
I felt the feeling
Which I’m unable to know I’m crying with no tears
I’m wailing with no sound.. Am i came all that long long way
just to stop here.. today for the first time
mind and heart asked me to stay .. stay in shadow.
now i obey.

I did not die

Do not stand at my grave and weep 
I am not there. I do not sleep. 
I am a thousand winds that blow. 
I am the diamond glints on snow. 
I am the sunlight on ripened grain. 
I am the gentle autumn rain. 
When you awaken in the morning's hush 
I am the swift uplifting rush 
Of quiet birds in circled flight. 
I am the soft stars that shine at night. 
Do not stand at my grave and cry; 
I am not there. I did not die. 

Long journey

You need not ponder very hard  what I desire from you each day. Just devote all the love in your heart, and be faithful in every way. My love for you is genuine, I swear. no matter what I say or do 
Even when your displeasure is clear, I'll still be true to you. I love to hear you whisper, Sweet nothings in my ear. I hold you close within my arms, Chasing away all our hidden fears.
Fears from leaving my life.. Searching, struggling, willing to find
A way to live another kindness life, while indeed I'm still blind.
But no matter what I'll face in that journey.. I do except in my mind.
Now I need each moment to guide.. To where I'm supposed to be.
Because I think it's a long long journey, which I'm planning to go.. Didn't you heard my steps on the road.. From where I started to where I am today the journey has been long and tiring it's like from nothing to some thing I am today... It’s not been an easy journey.. Be patient, hold on and never ever give up on me. Our life story designed to succeed.. Hand in hand everything we will do together.

Giving up

Sometimes life is against you
You see it turning.
From dark to darker
Wishing it's just a nightmare
And soon you'll wake up.
Wishing it's just the night
And soon there will be light
But you realize you were wrong
It's all very true
It's neither a nightmare nor the night
It's just things are no longer right

Before I die..

Before I die 
I will pray to the Lord to forgive everybody's sins
And people to have a long, happy, and healthy life
I would pray to the Lord hoping that life will never ruin anybody
If life was to ruin someone, I would want it to ruin me
Before I die
I will spent my time talking to you and smile
I wouldn't try to put an angry frown on my face
I will forgive people even if they did something really disgraceful
Because it burdens me when I don't forgive someone
Before I die
I would try to make people around me happy
I would want people to view the world as if there's more kindness and less greediness
I would want the people to forgive easily and let their enemies become their friends
I would want the people around me to laugh a lot before I die
Before I die
I would make everything in peace 
So in peace as if life couldn't get any better
People will laugh more instead of cry more
People will smile instead of frowning more
I want people to be optimistic 
Before I die
I would want people to find the good things about other people and themselves
I would want the people not to judge others too quickly
I would want people to understand others even it's annoying them
I want the people to be patient and not be so greedy.
If some of these wishes came true ... I would die peacefully
When I die
I hope people wouldn't show their tears
I hope I could die while praying for you to stay happy.
And I hope that whatever I left behind
Will be something that I could remember when I look from Heaven and say.. It was a story worthwhile.

No title.

What the hell is it with some people these days, so self righteous and stuck in their selfish ways.
One rule to suit their everyday needs is all I see, no forgiveness or understanding just being petty.
I am told 'That's Life' get on with it stop moaning, but I put a foot wrong and they all start groaning.
Turning their backs their faults to ignorant to see, but its ok I don't mind i'm just human and just me.
I really do hurt and I never really feel with such pain, why not just do it over and over and over again.
I learnt from wise dad to let things pass by, he showed me I should always try... smile.. But never cry.
As much as I try to live by that rule easy its not, when people walk away and things go to pot.
I'm not a rubber ball that just bounces forever, i'm not a saint nor perfect that I will be never.
Just how much is one person expected to take, 
why do I end up with folks who are mostly fake..!!!
Why do people have to lie and steal all they can..ii
why are some petty out of their lives you they ban..!!
If I walked away when they needed me there, would it bother them and would they even care.
If I walked away without a word to them said, I know I would never again even enter their head.
But hey this is me for my sins that I cannot change
I .. Am human with feelings not a dog full of mange.
I've had all I can handle with crap and ignorance, I give up trying any more that is my preferance.
So to all those I've given my time and cared for, remember you walked I didn't close that door
When you're bored and no-one wants to hear, you're moans and winges you're loss I do fear.
For you threw away a human who once cared, he gave hir mind and heart because he dared.
To those who gave trust and know the real me, I thank you for being there and not being petty.
If you walk away in silence it is you're choice, to withhold relationship or to share you're voice.
So if by chance you should ever sit and recall, give me a thought to forgive you ... all. 

Heads in the sand..

In our lives we all have problems to hand, should we just bury our heads in the sand.
Will the problems then disappear over night, if we close our eyes do they go out of sight.
Should we cope alone inside the dark hole, living in the darkness just like the blind mole.
When we are feeling low think of the advice, we give to others remembering it has a price.
No ones lives run just as they would choose, to bury our heads friends we could lose.
Tomorrow is another day use it to repair but the problems you did ..o. It's beyond compare.
Problems are the creation of our actions, with others we can share our reflections.
To bury you're head in the sands of time, alone and feeling lost I do think is a crime.
Many problems have I not maybe drastic, I will bounce back as on a piece of elastic.
I could just run away from it all now today and hope that they will all disappear away.
But I will stand strong and try to embrace my problems for I have dignity and grace. 

Beauty

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
Beauty is in all things.
Beauty is in the sky.
Beauty is in the water ever so blue.
Beauty is the winter when trees are covered with snow.
Beauty is the summer when you smell and see the flowers grow.
Beauty is all things big and little.
Beauty is in all things ...Black and white.
Beauty is in all things, you and me.
Beauty is all around us...can't you see...!!?

My power

To some power is guns
To some power is knifes
To some power is the ability to read, and write.
To some power is control
To some power is a fist
To some power was words.
To some power is like a trapped animal trying to get out of a cage.
To some power is love
To some power is art
To some power is money
To me power is knowledge
So what is power to you.!!!! For to me my power flow from loving you.

In silence..

Say Nothing ... for in your silence, I hear a thousand words
Let me touch you ... for in that touch is a comfort I have never known
Let me lay with you ... let your garden of wild flowers .. be my shelter from all harm... Shoo listen.. My words.. My words is my words...
Believe not my words they are the waves of my blood and the warmth of my tears they are mine not yours neither believe them nor follow
Listen the tune and discover the source in your own heart 
My words have a music but bear not any meaning they may give out something if you search to see but you may miss the song coming simultaneously from your own heart within
My words are my words but can also become yours if you can flow with the current of the music they create in silence.. Now say nothing for in your silence.. I hear a thousand words.

You talk..

You talk, and I listen.  .. I listen to the silence behind your words, the way the sun licks your golden grave. How your ears hear nothing, how I whisper into them daily. 
You talk, and I wait f... or your lips to start moving. I dig my heels into the dirt next to your gravestone. 
I whisper prayers to God and my dreams to you. 
You talk, and I wander ... through the island of your thoughts, pick a happy daffodil, or gently crease a sad poppy into the ground. 
You talk and I want so much ... to hear your words someplace other than in my head. 

أصمت

أصمت...

و تظل صفحات البوح فارغة لا تملؤها كل تلك الثرثرة التي أحدِّث بها نفسي...

تظل الصفحات فارغة إلا من سطور الدمع الذي ذرفته أعين المعاناه...

سطور تئن بلا أنين ...و تصرخ حرقة بلا آهة ...

أصمت...حين يحتاج الكلام إلى حروف غير تلك التي أعتادها...

إلى كلمات لا تشبه التي سمعتها...

إلى معانٍ أعمق من تلك التي أستطيع الوصول إليها...

أصمت...لأن الصمت هو الحل الوحيد...هو الكهف الذي ألوذ به من صخب البوح و ضجيجه...

أصمت...لأغادر حصار اللغة...و أتمرد على قيود النطق...

و أمضي إلى مناطق الصمت الرحبة...

حيث لا حدود و لا قيود...

أصمت...حين تكون الكلمة خطوة إلى مجهول لا أريد المضي إليه...

أصمت...لأن الحقيقة أصبحت كالخرافة...لا أستطيع أيضاَ الانعتاق منها...

أصمت...لأن الصمت لغة تحوي كل اللغات...تواصل يعبر الآفاق و يتجاوز المسافات...

يخترق حواجز الجفاء...و الفراق...و البعد...فأهذي كما أشاء..و أغضب..

و أشتاق..و أعاتب..و أبكي..

و ابتسم..كما أشاء...

أصمت...لأن الحدث مأساة...انهارت له قوى الكلمات...

و كلما أغرت نفسها بالنهوض من جديد خذلتها

الأقدام...فسقطت تتمتم...إنها مأساة...

أصمت...لأن في العروق أسى...و في الحنايا لوعة...هي أثقل من أن تحملها ظهور الكلمات...

أصمت...لأن الصمت احتجاج على ظلم ليس بالإمكان رده...

أصمت...لأني خُذلِت!!!!! و اجتثت زهور تفتحت بالأحلام...

و حطمت أمام عينيّ كؤوس ملأتها

بالأمنيات...و أطفئت قناديل الأمل...و ظهر شعاع اليأس...

أصمت...لأن الكلمات سجينة زنزانة الجدوى...فمن العبث!!!

أن تصرخ في أذن أصمّ...أو تستنطق

شفاه أبكم...

أصمت...لأن هناك من يجيد قراءة صفحات الصمت...و يسمع همس السكوت...

أصمت...لأن الآخر يرفض الإنصات...و يخشى أن تؤلمه وقع الكلمات...فيهرب من طنين

العتاب...

و لسعات اللوم...و لكن آنى له أن يهرب من سوط الضمير الذي قد يفيق يوماَ ما...

أصمت...لأن الصمت حكمة

Hell

Playing with flames of hell, will please you to make you a slave
Her beauty passes fresh roses.. Sweetness sweeter than honey
Value precious like gold, pleasure unparallel for beauty this sweet can only be a sin leading souls into the fires of hell! 

The desert we are living around.

Things are not always as they seem, especially when you’re inside a dream... Time is like a river time is also like a stream, as it travels down on the moonbeam.
I know that my dreams will always show, the direction the river is going to flow and it’s because of this... I’ll always know, I can never be lost no matter ... where I go.
I can see all the world and still be blind.
I can see all the universe and never find.
What’s in my head what’s in my mind but I’ll see them in my dreams as they unwind.
But 
The river is always moving down.
The desert we are living around.
If I listen ... I can hear the sound.
If I’m not careful then I’ll surely drown. 

It wasn't fair

My voices drift in from the endless night, telling you they long to see the light.
You whisper to them don't give up the fight, one day they to will have the gift of sight
Though answers are near there tied down by hate, but when they arrive you forget that there late.
Though it seems sometimes it's controlled by fate.. You'll never forget the thoughts they create... As the soft voices turn to howls of dispair because the damage its done beyond repair... You desperatly long for someone to care as we call into the night, it just .. wasn't fair.!

My Illusion

What is seen is not the Truth 
What is cannot be said 
Trust comes not without seeing nor understanding without words 
The wise comprehends with knowledge to the ignorant it is but a wonder 
Some worship the formless God 
Some worship His various forms 
In what way He is beyond these attributes only the Knower knows 
That music cannot be written yet how can then be the notes ... awareness alone will overcome illusion