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Families that walk together Families that talk together Families that eat together Families that sleep together Families are families that stay together Families that communicate stay together Those, that don't split, even though no one has left left does not mean that no one has left Someone has already gone left Several have already gone left They just have not walked out the door yet .... left The only question remaining is... Will they softly ..... shut or slam the door .?
Don't forgetting how to view the stories in a different lens.. Don’t look out of the window, child the world has gone wild. For that isn’t the sound of rain. Those are fingers sprinting on the fast lane. It is not in a stadium. The lane is on the cell phone screen. No victor on the podium, It’s just a bunch of texting teens. I must warn you before I proceed. That child, the world has already gone wild. Cell phones grab the eyeballs of these teens and smear that super-glue of hers, and brings these sticky things into her arms, never letting go. And then, she seals their lips And plant their hips Onto the couch, Making them slouch, Wasting their lives staring at that little machine and then, that sinister portal sucks out these vibrant souls replace it with ghouls, And these teens will just keep on what... Tapping, Texting, Mailing, Internet surfing, Never endingly. Child, don’t be amazed, for this is the world today. Hear me out, mark the words I say. Be wary when you get yourself that evil technologies. Or, do me a favour, crush it, and send it to hell.. Now move on face your reality's.
This beautiful thing called life even though it can be lost in one night i'm glad i haven't lost sight and thank God for the right many people have come and gone but i am not the only one to notice the change even though many things stay the same some call life a game winning's the aim I know i cannot live for ever but the world will remember Our name..
Somewhere far away, A star glows and hides behind the moon The moon smiles and hides behind the clouds. The sun shines and hides behind a mountain. Somewhere far far away. Someone's heart whispers among voiceless forests. Tears flow down in streams of silent waters. Memories rise beyond helpless skies. And a true heart whispers in reply Gotta awake up, gotta awake up.
Time and time again we rise and fall like the tides beyond our all Time and time again we give never to taken like the seasons our wants forgotten Time and time again we live to die like the rainbow our whole life is a lie Time and time again we stay loyal to our timeless love then, why is so bound by time when it's flow from above
Victims of stubbornness, Have chosen their places with it done effectively To believe they can escape, from their positions taken... To find warm and smiling faces, Awaiting with open arms to embrace... The ones making quick decisions, It is time to awaken. As if the moment had arrived, for a listening to hear and with comprehension. And with expectations of a forgiveness given, As had been done repeatedly in the past... Many discover times like that do not last. To find those who once had such patience, No longer tolerate a giving of it to be wasted. With it tossed away unappreciated nor can they be found sensitized by the crying of tears from swollen weeping eyes. Since apologies like these heard to be offered again seem to be on the wings of flying birds... Taking away the significance of those words heard. 'You are cold, uncaring 'and' thoughtless.' And You are observant too late. And for the wrong reason to understand, the why, the how and the when. Your perception of me began with it achieved with reluctance. But I realized I could not live my life remaining to allow myself to become victimized... By decisions others make to stay ignorant. O.. okay good. Now you know how I felt not to feel anymore at least we can agree both of us have made progress. How it is accepted to keep it believed is the key to success. A stubbornness kept does not benefit be you offended.
life is nothing but just thoughts flowing in our head it is what we are thinking till we are dead those thoughts become us and we are given a name which gives no clue of what we became we do things which we are meant to do thoughtless, thoughtful false and true we fight with all our might into the blue our feelings, emotions subdue cracking mirrors, hungry children burning trees,cervical cancer, beauty tips suicide bombers and chips our thoughts are formed within a blink does it matter what we think the world turns around without our appraisal as we look for light in the abyssal as we live and continue to see we can fight and win but never be free from the thoughts that make us and break us and from beauty, love and living we digress
Never doing what you are told Maybe that is your hold When you are scared and cold I wrap my blanket of warm embrace around Around your slouched shoulders to keep you warm Your kind, our longing, my eyes light the room Make you a cup of warm hot chocolate and read my poems to you... To cheer you up, and just whisper in your ears " love is the master key of happiness, always be master, always be original" will that do..!
The reflections in illusions like music in water when the colors in white I write about the night where the eyes behold our mirrors went gold kisses like crystals.. in wrappers sold like in Maya when red eyes closed, a peacock's dance and the moon's prance On such a note the slow slow kisses, long and longer pauses mercurial fever skyscraper desire, haunting moans and searching fingers behold such passion like natures own the colors in black.. stood naked with trembling hands The intensity of love was the pain in ... separation together that leaning mouth on the lips of the beloved there are songs of passion for us to behold of the unseen Nobody in this earth or another Can love you the way I do.
I came on this Earth To see To feel To be For a while.. when ever seams never To see each part of you starting from this dark mind To be nourished by the roots of humankind To feel the earth beneath your feet The soil between your own toes To taste the air from your breath I came to listen to the voice of birds singing to only my ear For the you.. sun to warm my soul, and let us start from .. forever.. Now repeat after me .. Through the darkness i saw light. I am becoming myself daily. The light brighter. I just keep moving forward.. My heart is a wolf ruled by two moons one which beckons me back into the night, the other is calling me home.
As I confess my emotions, I felt your devotion. As I close my eyes and lift my hands, I felt your compassion. Your plans for me were an illusion but works of perfection. My thoughts clouded my vision, yet frustrations were conquered by passion. Your silence became my illusion throw I was into all delusion. Hypnotized I was by your devotion and compassion. Passionate I am by your vision..
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 How can then be the notes Awareness alone will overcome illusion
Don't try, to exert control, over someone else, by attempting, to get others to think like you. You can try from here until tomorrow, but they'll never follow through. Accepting the differences in people, is what makes the world go round. Some of these differences, have been proven, to be solid and sound. There's various things, to be learned, from one another, which of course, is a positive fact. Just don't become over bearing and don't, over react. We have to accept, the differences in people, as it helps a lot, I've found. For once you get yourself acclimated, you'll find it easier, to get around!
Life is like a game of CHESS! And you play this game with him After every move of yours He makes the next move... Your moves are called 'CHOICES' And his moves are called 'CONSEQUENCES' You will be tested You will be challenged You will be pushed to the brink However when you are found... To play your game well He wins by allowing you To ... win the game. player always say " always protect your king.. I say.. always protect your queen"
Chess is not always about winning. Sometimes, it's simply about learning. And so is life
How do I represent love ? What is it about a woman that loves ? Her heart or her very being, radiating with love that never separates at birth, both to a mother and to the other love she seeks in man ? Moreover, it is man who seeks the love he knows nothing about. Woman merely softens her being of love to allow her heart to be still, tuned to the sound and quiver that love fills when man discovers woman for the first time. I think a much better question than What is love, therefore, is .. What is woman ? She is the best thing that happened to man. She is the emotion that man lacks. She is the reason love is in the world. She is love, and after all. Without her, man dies. Without her, love is lost and confused. Without her, hope fades away So, Man give love, compassion, comfort, delicate and fragile to the woman you long for. tell her tenderly .. I am here for you to call upon when you need a prayer and a song. I am here to forgive your wrongs to help you feel confident and strong. I know every thought that you have. I can see it in your eyes. You don't have to tell me any lies to impress me. I like who I see in the real you, Which I trust will always be the 'you' .. you want me to see.
I once said to my wise father why life is harder than what we expected .. should i care about it, should i craved each and every rock for to live it .. i knew it's a test to a lesson i even do not know.. but should i obey or live rebels, should i be hateful, nasty or spreads love. does happiness is a dream may come true, daddy i think loudly about life, i feel i live it correctly but i see nobody around me and how.. how i value the things before i lose it, it's so easy to walk into any destination but where i can find the right way to take, what if my destiny led me to live inside life swamps why then i can't criticize the filth.. you know daddy i think humans obey as much as they love.. O, please answer me should i live it or leave it.. we always walk, but we don't know to where. we know that we have to arrive, but we don't know why. we believe one day we will pass away, but we don't know when. we know that we have to live correctly, but we don't know How. we know that we have to obey, but we don't know whom. we know that there is creator, but so many people still ask who. Finally he smiled and said .. O son .. you my boy lives the poem before you even start to write it, you know; Some poets write with pen.. but you will always write with pain. The answer are in your heart.. then, don't say what even never ask why, and people who really love you, can understand the words that you've never ever said. leave it and your heart leads your steps, our life my son is so short to spend it thinking about who we hate, just remember its a long road, short story do it with a brave heart.. be an idea, good ideas never die. never give up what you want.. do it never hesitate to do it and keep in your mind that; one day you will not be able to do it.
O.. You who adore beauty, beauty is the sweetness of the soul There are whom are very beautiful, but barely alive And.. what amazing beauty is, if you live with it in pain and agony Beware of this kind of beauty, Don't let it arrogant you Don't let it deceives you Because if it does, it will makes your nights as a living hell just remember that, no matter what, tomorrow .. beauty will fade away O.. didn't you know that who he adore the physical passion doesn't ever last but what lasts .. is the beauty of the soul. what really was bothering me and was so painful, that i gave them everything i could and they got rid of me.. they got rid of me. Tomorrow .. time will tell whom was ruthless and whom was so in loving then, at that very moment you will know the true coin of me when time will tell Swimming in a deep sea, fighting while all waves are so high its throws me up and bangs me deep down and everyone now .. is against me I lived for them, i was always caring for them they made me even forgot my real name. i won't care for them anymore O.. there are those whom find grace lying on the ground and.. they'd stomp it there are those whom gather grace from the ground to kiss it and those who'd disgrace helpless people.. in this world or another he'd be disgraced this world has insulted lots of good people like you and me You who adore beauty, beauty is the sweetness of the soul There are whom are very beautiful, but barely alive
Do not mention the name of love, O my simple-minded companion. Strange is the path .. When you offer your love. Your body is crushed at the first step. If you want to offer love Be prepared to cut off your head and sit on it. Be like the moth, which circles the lamp and offers its body. Be like the deer, which, on hearing the horn, Offers its head to the hunter. Be like the partridge, Which swallows burning coals in love of the moon. Be like the fish, which yields up its life when separated from the sea. Be like the bee, entrapped in the closing petals of the lotus. Be mine.. for the value of moment can't count..
How do you write a poem about Love,!! It cannot be caught and is beyond words power of depiction. It has no place to be, all places are filled with Love. Without Love would anything have any savor ? Love is what joins, flows, counts, grows .. Love is what’s known. Love is all around, is all about, is all we ask, is all we give, Love is all I have. Love wants nothing, needs nothing Love misses nothing, Love excludes nothing Love is what this is all about.
