Monday, June 20, 2016

Water.. as she requested

Water still, water deep, how many secrets do you keep ?
We look upon your surface calm, and feel the peace that is a balm.
Now the gentle stream runs faster, racing swiftly swiftly,
Over boundless cataracts. Water share your energy with me.
As a big wide river flowing slowly to the sea,
It fills me with its strength. Love and peace now cover me.
Sunshine on the water fills everything with gold.
And silver from the moonbeams. Feel the joy you now behold.
Water in its many forms soothes the jangled nerves,
Isn't this a pleasure that everyone deserves ?

Message.

And... What have we done to the earth.!
And... What have we done to the sea.!
And... What have we done to the air.!
We are killing the planet of our birth, O, can't you see, can't you notice.!
The acid rain falling on the land, There's pollution, pollution everywhere, why can't you understand.!
The animals and all that fly,
The forests and all upon the land
The fish and all that live in the sea, Are we all doomed to die through man.!
But when we learn to respect and love all, then we will know our true worth, and the dream of peace that we all have, will come to our planet Earth,

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Storm..

Down by the water, I heard a holler, whispering,
down by the water, I heard a call, 
down by the water, I heard her moan,
she said, a storm is coming, the rain start to flow so she takes my  hands and walks me into the waters.. with wonderful wondering eye, with a charming voice she ask, did you even notice the waters before getting ice..! 
As she asks for god to save us and as the waters wash over us,
she said we won't thirst no more... have faith and you will find what you're searching for..

A lone wolf.... Howl

Have you ever have a true lone wolf’s Howl sends chills, up my sleeve in memory, (Even Now)
Not even out of fear … for he fears nothing but god, That’s not what I hear, it’s a longing a calling
A lonely soul star and vocalizing... A notice, a need a call of the breed
He’s lifting his head out of the dark, It's not like a bark but, hoping to know where the passage must remark
Thru the air, ‘Hahooooo’ zooms, In Moonlight, and in tune, a long, suffering in the wolf sung spoke..
Wolf, is howling to say … same things, you pray …
Have you ever heard a lone wolf.... Howl

Always not enough

If you truly want someone to obey, ask him not for the impossible..  proceed shutdown, it's hard to continue as a blind while principles block the bridges of Tomorrowland.

My woman is a blessings.


O, how sweet are the words from your lips, the words full of hope and promises
O, how sweet to hear those whispers, whispers with jokes and naughty phrase.
am i still the apple of your eyes.!
the prince of your life.!
am i still the goddess of love.!
the only man who owns your heart.!
My god, bless me in this Holly month coz i lovet his woman, teach me to create words of love
help me to reach her lonely heart, bring these words to fill her life with pleasure.
who are you to blame me.!
who are they to condemn.!
who am i to refuset he love of this powerful wowan.
clouds may cover the sun, darkness may fill our day, thorns may spread at night.. but always let dawn brings us new hope.

Empty shell.

The man you loved never had a treasure in him nor a big house where he can stay even he has nothing inside his shell except a true heart he gave to you.
happiness can't be bought with bills nor can't be a subject for business, love is not a product for sale for only true hearts can make it real.

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Standing in the row Ch04.. the journey.

Why we have no patience to wait for the mechanics move too slow for us, so much steps need to be done, it’s as much as anything but the chance not to give up hope.
The steps that take us to the dawn of the morning sun, floats faster as debris runs over the shadow of time.
Hopping the man we talked is man the man we will see. we'll be guests in their strange land willing to meet good quality not just for standing in the row.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Sow wisdom, reap intelligence

To you who sow wisdom will reap plenty of intelligence and adorn them on your mind like gracious morning sunbeam.
wits for it will not vanish from the dusk to dawn and blessings from heaven with an angels sing the daybreak tune.
To you who plow thousand fields of honor and integrity, who count pearls in the oceans and dive into the deepest sea with minimal understands how life goes in a simple way, and how humans secrets keep.
whichever... there's no place to escape away from reality, nor escape from reveal.
To you who can't say a word, your silence always in my mind screams, hidden a thousand answers with a tenderly dream.
To you who have the reason to deem, judge not thy who... who writes impossible dream, let him reap the result of thy tilling, and fill his baskets with hope, to the journey he is simply aim.

Trust

Promises stranded to dry lands of hope, guns and roses...thorns and bulletproofs. wildlife in this desert where I'm ... beauty of nature, touches are written, buried in the sand.
Hardly I can use my strength, nor convince them by charm.. never the ink i wanted to refill, 
theirs are stones, theirs are hard.
But in the morning, i saw mountain in the horizon dews, fresh like lettuce... in garden they grow.. I saw sunrise sending me a ray beam to glow, and somehow mists...  become tears, to fold our desires when no one hears.. whispering to her ears.. my sweetheart tell me the cost to get back your trust for next thousand years.

Your love

In a world without you, I... will always hunger
All I need is your love, your love to make me stronger..

Good night, lonely moon.

looking at the stars, so dim in the sky today but have you seen the moon.!!
Did you ever notice that it's a picture of a lonely face.
Good night blog readers 

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Bloody race

Silent steps, quiet moves from the wall down to floor.
Tears of sins, juice of joy, kiss and break playful woman.
Lost in love, songs of heart, dance alone, art of tune.
Sleep in bed, room so dark, hands are cold, blissful art.
Silent moon, dropp its tears, joyful night with voice of fears.
Tender lips, moves so deep, touch of love where she keeps.
Peaceful night grow so fast, sunrise rays with morning mist.
The will shed, silly hopes for afterall, feed all lost.
Bloody race, crazy journey, judgmental open hand, leaves a scar memory.
what she asked..!
Teach me life, 
How it could when cub is full..!

Punishment

In heaven... sun and moon raise stars to make the day and night bright and bring life to creations.
On the earth... trees grow big and give us seeds flowers pollinate to produce new breeds. 
Wolves look for a mate and gaves us cub.. arachnids kill to reproduce same species.
In the ocean... where waves are gonna be fine the seashells rest in seabed and fishes swim unto ocean floor. corals perform their tasks while sea orchins do their roles.
In life... there is an alpha, omega and gama, it starts with infancy where innocence lost gradually as life goes on, adulthood takes place more mature and responsible where ''you and i'' must be found.
In love... there are so many stages to share, so many battles to fight for, so much feelings to spreading upon our families and our own life and children, none of them depends on punishment, for with every punishment you grow a new enemy.. and we are excited to make love,


Extraordinary story

In this view of life.. where you and I are friends and lovers, words and lines can make a clause of different segmentations and phrase.
no hatred seas can resist against kindness, no deadly sins can capture angel’s heart, no erotic words can erase respects, but surly your sea of love can justify it.
seasons may change even time will leave, friendship may vanish and gone by the wind but know what..
no dark clouds for inspiring me, no wavy seas can sink the vessel of intelligence, no lessons can't be learned.. courage flow... knowledge always grow into the pages of wisdom in this extraordinary story.

Until we meet again

I learn to live in a lonely place where hearts are cold and fools are fine, to live in restricted areas where everything is known and identified...
I learn to live behind the wide sea waves, where tears are invisible in the pouring rain... to live in emptiness, where innocence is lost in the face of wisdom...
I learn to live alone, where I can find nothing but my shadow..!
shadow of a lonely heart from the promises that has been made and we keep it.. until we meet again to break all the rules.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

In the dark..

worry not my little angel real heroes don't cry
show me not your lonely tears, unlock your heart from too much dry.
Angels above spread their wings, to guard and protect you from harm... let selfish mouths bury the truth, hide hundred words from their envious hearts.
Everyday has a beginning that's a lesson from the past, seen in early morning light, let not your heart be like to apart.
accept that what it feels is right. I can walk blind with your heart.
bees sting if they are hurt
Wolves bite when they are needled
eagles snatch their preys with claws
why shed tears in the dark when you glow in my heart.

Be careful about "she", and she'll take care of all you want.

be careful of her smile... she gives it to many, hers are as dangerous as knives, It cuts your heart as you see.
be careful of her passion... no doubt, she is pretty, her face is supreme as we knowbut  her heart is as hard as a tree.
be careful of her personality... she never brings you down but disappear when she hurts and that’s a part of being a "she"
be careful of her love... she’ll not bite you but kills you tenderly, she can prove it by only her eyes, especially when you're not doing well.
Be careful of her pride.. even if you lost your dignity infront of her, for her only bow to love.

Bee

ants work night and day, gather foods for rainy days, busy bodies they are collecting provisions for family.
Bees are different too they travel in far places, sucking nectars from plants stock and return successfully packed.
arachnids are unique for "She kills he" and eat
oh.. pity arachnids they die after they mate most peculiar are "we"
can share our thoughts suitably, can love... can have freedom and can be the best if only we want, if only we know the art of life and how to share it.

Lady in red

Today the sky is clear, no signs of storm,clouds stay at ease... welcomes a brighter dawn...
happy smiles on her lips, filled with love for her groom.
They set each other's script as today's most awaited prom... who's gonna come around
A man in black..! or the lady in red..!
who's gonna play the role.!
Empty stage awaits the story to be played.