Stay the same, same way

Does anything ever change ..?
The days that slow go bye
The tears you watch them cry

The ones you wish with him everything to try
The plans you have
The truths to see
The hopes you savor ever cease to be
Qualm the joy that life to bring, or the time remembering
Last the joke that is undone, Stop the ever setting sun
Watch tomorrow slowly become today
And like untold.. Stay the same, same way

life is not simple

No, life's not simple not at all
Be wary what you do before you fail
Life is a serious affair, a journey testing souls
Where love and hate rules everywhere to guide or hide one's goals
Regardless what life confuses, causes one's soul to stray
Beware caresses and bruises can distract from Heaven's Way
However strong, rich or clever .. Whole hearted seek only god
Beware what rises to sever.. Salvation's binding chord
Life is a test we all must take
That if we pass we emigrate
Our powers grown through steady state
So, there is no new morality here to shape
No,
life is not simple
not at all.

Come and paint my world, Let's the colors warm my life.

Simple 
is to say And do and love And pray.
Hard 
is to be And to act As an example.
A good soul shows mercy,
A good heart shares compassion,
In and out,
On and on,
When all I should say,
Is 
thank you, 
you paint my world, Let's the colors warm our life.
I miss you, i need you, I love you

Not Ego. not ego

 


Love
Is like a fisherman in the ocean
Waiting for the perfect catch in..
A temple of patience.

In a winter morning

between fantasy and clear winter sky my heart is floating quiet
Under the sheet here... she is my everything like a morning star
woven together for eternity for our love is a candle burns... high

truth

Only Artist can speaks with lies to tell the truth, and sometimes the most important person in our life we just knew nothing about him.

the sword of dark sorrow

Patiently we shed tears of blood to feeds those humming soils by which this forest is deeply rooted. So full of.... Fear, Loneliness, Resentment, sickness and anger,
their hearts burn with flames, their minds reverberate without sound, leaves us within a forest of pain with trees that swallow our souls and the innocence of our morality, to replaced by the silence of tomorrow where the words only will have its meaning in the ears of the listener,

Special request.. 2 April.

A woman in a village came to one of the scientists and thought she was a magician and asked him to do her a magical work so that her husband loves her love that no one sees with him in the world.
 And because he is a magican and a teacher he told her that you are asking for something that is not easy, you asked for something great. Are you ready to bear the costs?
 She said: Yes
 He said to her: It is only if you can brought a hair from the neck of any lion I'll do what you want.
 She said: oh. No lion.. ?
 He said: Yes
 She said, "How can I do that and the lion is a predatory animal and I am not sure that it will kill me? Is not there an easier and safer way..?
 He said to her: You can not do what you want to got your husband love, then only this way will be suitable for what you want and if you think you will find the appropriate way to achieve the goal I'll do it for you.
 The woman went to her house and thinking about how to get that hair which required to that magically work,  ofcurse she trust in this magician wisdom whom was told that the lion does not prey unless it is hungry and must satisfy it until he can trust her,
 shr tooks the advice and went to the forest near them and began to throw the lion a big part from meat and move away and continued to throw the meat until the lion was drawn and numbered with time.
 And every time she approached him a little until the day came that the lion extends next to her and he does not doubt her love for him and put her hand on his head and took a wipe on his hair and neck with all tenderness
 And while the lion in this enjoy and relax it was not difficult to take the woman hair quietly and once she felt the trust of the hair even rushed to the magician... to give it and joy fills itself as the angel who will sit in the heart of her husband and forever he will obey and adore her..  When the magician saw the hair, he asked her: What did you do so you could get this hair?
She explained to him a plan to feed the lion with tenderness, and how she got the lion trust through time, which summarized the knowledge of the entrance to the heart of the lion first and the abdomen and then continue and patience until that time to pick fruit and got that requires hair.
 Then the magician said to her:
O  God, your husband is no more ferocious than the lion! Didn't you knew that..  Go,
Do with your husband like you did with the lion.
 You know the entrance to his heart and his hunger and despair and put the plan for that and be patient..
The end.

One last knight

My words will fight for me on my behalf. They charge at you with full force no hesitation;
Be prepared to be cut, bruised, wounded;
Be prepared to be lifeless; they’re ready to never stop
But then
I have nothing to say
Oh no…
I have… nothing to say..
Oh no...
I hate the way I love you.

Goodbye with tears

No more games, or melting into fantasies. Just the shame, our love drowns in seas.
Seas of fear, regret, and doubt.
We will never get, a way out.
No imagining pain away, this is completely real.
Now every single day, happy we barely feel.
Does love turns to hate, within a short second. Is it our fate, to end up in hell not heaven gate.
Fear is our boss, we can't help but obey. It leads us, to waste or days.
Insanity we plead, when fear turns to poisonous hate.
Fear is a disease, we should have known right away. Our minds are no longer ours while in shame it's to our heart obey..

April Fools

I sit in the corner, depression im bleeding. I sit in the corner, barely breathing.
People stare, they don't admit.
People stare, they laugh at the slits. They don't know how it feels, the pain inside.
They don't know how it feels, to want suicide. When I am gone,
cause the slits went to deep.
When I am gone, the will pretend to cry and weep.
Even though deep inside, they know if they would've helped.
Even though deep inside, I would have stopped if they cared.

I guess it's too late.

Butterflies

In a beautiful butterfly,
Your face comes so true to me.

Through a pretty butterfly
You come flying so serene into me.

As the tiny wings flutter
I watch with love and joy
and wonder how it could be
that I see your face coming to me.

With beauty and grace
you perch among the flowers
as if searching for a special place.
Oh if I could only turn my heart
into a bed of flowers
for you to fly and hide
and secretly whisper to me
with fluttering wings how you love me.

Warm and kind is our friendship
so rare like a beautiful butterfly.

Welcome to my garden of happy thoughts
where butterflies fly along
the paths of lovely flowers.

You are so special in my life.
So innocent and pure is our friendship.
I care for you with a heart full of joy.
You are mine, I love you.

God, help me not to be possessive.
Love is freedom in true sense.
Possession is selfishness.
God, help me not to be possessive.

(When we fall in love, we think love is possessing the other. It takes time and maturity to realize that real love is freedom and never possessive. So we do experience divinity in selfless love).

Stay alive please..

For being a good friend, thank you, I'd never knew that you're my horse to ride on, and to look out on the world
You see through my disguise, You did never let me be that ordinary man.
For the knowledge you instilled in me, now I'm filling out some paperwork,
I search within myself to find a way to put a blame, and queries on you.
When I was a toddler and I didn't.
Did you ever realize, how much I love you.!!!
And the though of losing you brings tears into my eyes and destroy everything beautiful from my vision,
Though you taught me real men... O please ... don't cry, It so hard for me to hold it back.
There are special people around the world, but we "you and i" are so special in this world our own small world. Its hard for them to understand The bond between you and I,
Is what deepens our connection in I, myself, My father and My son.
This is a so very hard day for me my fathers.. please stay strong, just please don't you ever pass away.. don't you know that you will leave me alone in this world.
Thank you, you dedicated me your life
My mentor, the greatest teacher I ever had, not enough to put into words,
I just wish I could, make you proud of me.

This world where i belong

This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.
It always seems to me that I should feel well in the place where I am not, and this question of removal is one which I discuss incessantly with my soul.
'Tell me, my soul, poor chilled soul, what do you think of going to live in another country...? 
It must be warm there or maybe much colder, and there you would invigorate yourself like a star falling, or just be another stranger in unknown train station. This city is on the sea-shore; or full of deserted land o..
My soul does not reply.
'Since you are so fond of stillness, coupled with the show of movement, would you like to move into Holland,
that beatifying country ? Perhaps you would find some diversion in that land whose image you have so often admired in the art galleries. What do you think of Rotterdam, you who love forests  and ships moored at the foot of houses ?
My soul remains silent.... Not a word. Could my soul be dead ?
'Is it then that you have reached such a degree of lethargy that you acquiesce in your sickness .. it seems to me as another hopeless case ?
At last my soul finally explodes, and wisely cries out to me: 
No matter where ! 
No matter where ! As long as it's out of this world..!

She said, 'First I know you, then I die.'
He said, 'For the one who knows you, there is no dying

Patience

If you want what visible reality can give, you're an employee.
If you want the unseen world, you're not living your truth.
Both wishes are foolish, but you'll be forgiven for forgetting that what you really want is love's confusing joy.
If you show patience, I'll rid you of this virtue.
If you fall asleep, I'll rub the sleep from your eyes.
If you become a mountain, I'll melt you in fire.
And if you become an ocean, I'll drink all your water.

let me paint reality

Someone will say It is abstract And for another It is collage
Some may say It is cubism or Impressionism or Surrealism
But no one will say It is absurd, it is a big lie, it is fall of fake people but above all ... Life is like a painting we can not satisfy every viewer.

mother's day

Life ... every day we dream of conquering new continents and kingdoms without realizing all are illusions
And without realizing the final reality will one day envelop us
So finality is the true reality 
Life, that wonderful dream never meets with reality till its final moment called death, 
that was the only words my dad said the day we grave my mother, happy mother's day Mom may god blessings spreading upon your soul

Untiteld reality.. saturday night

When I'm gone, your tears will be flowin like falls, but I won't know... Cry for me now Instead!
When I'll be dead, will send flowers, but I'won't see them... Send them now instead,
When I'm gone, you will say words of praise, but I won't hear, Praise me now Instead.!
You will forget my faults, When I'll be dead, but I won't know, Forget them now Instead..!
On my way to heaven, you will miss me then, but I won't feel, Instead miss me now.
When I'll be dead, you will wish you had spent more time with me, Spend it now instead.. spend it ... with me now,
Make me feel special, for you never know when time will take me away from you forever. 

Being unique

Of all people who are to come and have gone from this Earth since the begininng of time, Not one of them is like you..
No one who has ever lived or to come has had your combination of abilities, talents, appearance, friends, acquistances, burdens and even your inner sorrows
No one's fingerprints are like yours,
No one prays about exactly the same concerns as you,
No one is loved by same combination of people that love you..... Unduplicateable and Miraculous thing, it's to be you..  you're absolutely unique! 
You're meant to be different, nowhere in history will the same,
Things be going on in anyone's mind, soul, spirit as one going on in yours right now,
If you didn't exist, there would be a hole in my creation, a gap in my history, Something missing from the plan for humankind. 
It's a gift only given to you,
No one can reach out to others in the same way you can,
No one can speak your sweet words,
No one can convey your meaning,
No one can comfort with your hands of solace,
No one can bring your kind of understanding to another person,
No one can be cheerful lighthearted and joyous in your way,
No one can smile like you whilst I'm smiling, 
No one I can love so much like you,
No one I can show such appreciations,
Only you I can love with whole of my heart,
You're unique... that's why i'm unique.