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Thursday, June 29, 2017
Dreams of hope
Today, i got a dream, so weird..
"I saw me with a lonely vanishing shadow whispering tenderly
Just keep going.
Just keep giving.
Just keep kicking.
Just keep striking.
You may not click but just keep clicking.
You may not hit but just keep hitting.
There can never be a getting without going.
There can never be a growing without sowing.
There can never be a achieving without failing.
And you who he walking in the valley of hope and dreams, Always remember you gonna bloom if only you bear the gloom",
So, it was night full of hopes and dream,and i asked myself dreams, hopes So what...!
In some eyes is laying asleep a little dream, sky is silver and the road is lighten with moonlight, a glaze; a blaze of the sight of a shooting star calling for the creatures of the night and darkest nights are no longer to stay cause the dawn is about to break the day..!
And where there is a burning desire there is a pool of replenishing hopes,
it will always be like this too shall pass through whatever good or bad life will sail through.
Once the mountains will bathe in the sunshine the dust; the dirt; the dark will glow white and will turn all things bright for where there is life there is a dream to live and hope to achieve and again dream, in between life and living there is a valley of hopes and valley of ever lasting dreams..
"I saw me with a lonely vanishing shadow whispering tenderly
Just keep going.
Just keep giving.
Just keep kicking.
Just keep striking.
You may not click but just keep clicking.
You may not hit but just keep hitting.
There can never be a getting without going.
There can never be a growing without sowing.
There can never be a achieving without failing.
And you who he walking in the valley of hope and dreams, Always remember you gonna bloom if only you bear the gloom",
So, it was night full of hopes and dream,and i asked myself dreams, hopes So what...!
In some eyes is laying asleep a little dream, sky is silver and the road is lighten with moonlight, a glaze; a blaze of the sight of a shooting star calling for the creatures of the night and darkest nights are no longer to stay cause the dawn is about to break the day..!
And where there is a burning desire there is a pool of replenishing hopes,
it will always be like this too shall pass through whatever good or bad life will sail through.
Once the mountains will bathe in the sunshine the dust; the dirt; the dark will glow white and will turn all things bright for where there is life there is a dream to live and hope to achieve and again dream, in between life and living there is a valley of hopes and valley of ever lasting dreams..
Deposed king
She sat with fear in her eyes contemplating the overturned cup.
She said;
My son, do not be sad, Love is written for you.
My son, he who dies for the religion of the beloved has died a martyr.
Your cup, is a terrifying world.
Your life, travels and wars.
You will love often, my son.
And return as the king who has been conquered... In your life, my son, there is a woman.
Her eyes ... Praise be to Him who is worshiped,
Her mouth ... is drawn as bunches of grapes;
Her laughter ... is music and roses.
But your sky is full of rain and your path blocked for your heart’s beloved,
my son,
Sleeps in a haunted castle. The castle is large,
my son.
It is guarded by dogs… and soldiers.
Your heart’s princess is sleeping.
He who enters her chamber is lost.
He who asks for her hand, is lost,
He who descends the walls of her garden, Is lost.
He who attempts to touch her hair, My son, Is lost . . . lost.
I have looked and read often, but never have I read a cup like yours.
I have never known, my son, Sadness like yours.
It is your destiny ever to walk in love, upon the edge of a dagger. To remain lonely as the oysters, sad as the willow
It is your destiny ever to remain in the sea of love, without rescue, To love her with millions of times, And to return as the deposed king.
She said;
My son, do not be sad, Love is written for you.
My son, he who dies for the religion of the beloved has died a martyr.
Your cup, is a terrifying world.
Your life, travels and wars.
You will love often, my son.
And return as the king who has been conquered... In your life, my son, there is a woman.
Her eyes ... Praise be to Him who is worshiped,
Her mouth ... is drawn as bunches of grapes;
Her laughter ... is music and roses.
But your sky is full of rain and your path blocked for your heart’s beloved,
my son,
Sleeps in a haunted castle. The castle is large,
my son.
It is guarded by dogs… and soldiers.
Your heart’s princess is sleeping.
He who enters her chamber is lost.
He who asks for her hand, is lost,
He who descends the walls of her garden, Is lost.
He who attempts to touch her hair, My son, Is lost . . . lost.
I have looked and read often, but never have I read a cup like yours.
I have never known, my son, Sadness like yours.
It is your destiny ever to walk in love, upon the edge of a dagger. To remain lonely as the oysters, sad as the willow
It is your destiny ever to remain in the sea of love, without rescue, To love her with millions of times, And to return as the deposed king.
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
God only knows
love is magic but magic is an illusion
So is the heart shrouded in a lie, when love enters it..?
An illusion distorting the eye, bear witness to such deception O, such a beautiful lie.
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 our God is beyond these attributes
Only the Knower knows.. yet that charming music cannot be written, now tell me...!
How can then be.... the notes..?
So is the heart shrouded in a lie, when love enters it..?
An illusion distorting the eye, bear witness to such deception O, such a beautiful lie.
What is seen is not the truth, what is cannot be said
Trust comes not without seeing nor understanding without wordsThe 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 our God is beyond these attributes
Only the Knower knows.. yet that charming music cannot be written, now tell me...!
How can then be.... the notes..?
Monday, June 26, 2017
Tired but never expired
I can't think of a day, a week, a month or a year that passes, where my thoughts, are not with you.
Even though, I tell myself, it's not the best thing to do.
It may be easy for someone else, to tell you it's time to let go.
But their feelings are not mine, so how are they to know.
No doubt there have been others, who have been in the same shoes before.
For me, especially it's just so impossible to close that door.
I feel when I keep you near, it adds a great deal to my sanity.
That's why you're always in my heart and forever... a part of me!
Even though, I tell myself, it's not the best thing to do.
It may be easy for someone else, to tell you it's time to let go.
But their feelings are not mine, so how are they to know.
No doubt there have been others, who have been in the same shoes before.
For me, especially it's just so impossible to close that door.
I feel when I keep you near, it adds a great deal to my sanity.
That's why you're always in my heart and forever... a part of me!
In time
I don't know when, we'll meet again, at heavens door.
I only know, we'll be together, as we were before.
Never for a moment, did I forget you.
As you know, that's not easy for me to do.
You are very dear to my heart, as I, was with you.
So when the time comes, I'll not be afraid,
just knowing, I will see you once more.
What makes it even easier,
is the fact, you'll be waiting for me, at heavens door !
"in the memory of my mother grave"
I only know, we'll be together, as we were before.
Never for a moment, did I forget you.
As you know, that's not easy for me to do.
You are very dear to my heart, as I, was with you.
So when the time comes, I'll not be afraid,
just knowing, I will see you once more.
What makes it even easier,
is the fact, you'll be waiting for me, at heavens door !
"in the memory of my mother grave"
Sunday, June 25, 2017
It will vanish at some point
I'm starting to believe that to some of us 'happiness is just a word', When
everything you try turn to fall apart, you become furious and a target
of the voices in your head. You watch the time tick listening to its
sound as it passes you. Still you remain left alone inside your own
shell of nightmares. Becoming far away from the light and the people
surrounding you.
You can feel the demons haunting your soul, preying on your thoughts. Life gets really harder as your life get filled with more mistakes, discouragement events, disappointments and failures.
You keep telling yourself that your turn is coming, same words being spoken by your family, father and friends after witnessing the sorrow soul in your face.
If happiness was a bird, you'd be the first to seize it, hoping to find some comfort to unbroken your heart. But really life gets darker and days more stressing than before. All the motivations are starting to sound like lies. Your faith in your will is slowly becoming nothing, for everything you believe in is not going accordingly.
So keep calm, even though it doesn't help at all. You've tried your best to succeed, but know I assure you, beating yourself from inside will vanish at some point.
You can feel the demons haunting your soul, preying on your thoughts. Life gets really harder as your life get filled with more mistakes, discouragement events, disappointments and failures.
You keep telling yourself that your turn is coming, same words being spoken by your family, father and friends after witnessing the sorrow soul in your face.
If happiness was a bird, you'd be the first to seize it, hoping to find some comfort to unbroken your heart. But really life gets darker and days more stressing than before. All the motivations are starting to sound like lies. Your faith in your will is slowly becoming nothing, for everything you believe in is not going accordingly.
So keep calm, even though it doesn't help at all. You've tried your best to succeed, but know I assure you, beating yourself from inside will vanish at some point.
أحياناً يُغرقنا الحزن
أحياناً يُغرقنا الحزن حتى نعتاد عليه، وننسى أنّ في الحياةِ أشياء كثيرةٍ يُمكن أن تسعدنا، وأن حولنا وجوهاً كثيرةً يمكن أن تضيء في ظلامِ أيامنا شمعة، فابحث عن قلبٍ يمنحك الضوء، ولا تترك نفسك رهينةً لأحزانِ الليالي المظلمة.
فمن يقرأ التاريخ لا يدخل اليأس إلى قلبه أبداً، وسوف يرى الدنيا أياماً يداولها الله بين الناس، فالأغنياء يصبحون فقراء، والفقراء ينقلبون أغنياء، وضعفاء الأمس أقوياء اليوم، وحكام الأمس مشردو اليوم، والقضاة متهمون، والغالبون مغلوبون، والفلك دوار، والحياة لا تقف، والحوادث لا تكف عن الجريان، والناس يتبادلون الكراسي، لا حزن يستمر، ولا فرح يدوم... ومن يعلم الغيب لعل اليأس هو آخر محاولة قبل النجاح
فمن يقرأ التاريخ لا يدخل اليأس إلى قلبه أبداً، وسوف يرى الدنيا أياماً يداولها الله بين الناس، فالأغنياء يصبحون فقراء، والفقراء ينقلبون أغنياء، وضعفاء الأمس أقوياء اليوم، وحكام الأمس مشردو اليوم، والقضاة متهمون، والغالبون مغلوبون، والفلك دوار، والحياة لا تقف، والحوادث لا تكف عن الجريان، والناس يتبادلون الكراسي، لا حزن يستمر، ولا فرح يدوم... ومن يعلم الغيب لعل اليأس هو آخر محاولة قبل النجاح
Seeds of yesterday
The poor have no ability to realize their dreams into the light... Yes it's a negative bad thoughts, but that is what happening in the hand of reality, but in the land of my hopes where dreams giving birth let me say today is gone, so we have to look forward to what the next day, is going to bring.
Each day, is a new day and that's a very good thing.
If we think about it, each and every day, gives a new perspective and changes what transpired, the day before.
If it didn't turn out right, we have the chance, to even the score. I find it makes no sense, to get in a tether, when there's seven days in a week.
Every day, can't be a bad one, so to speak. Take each day and enjoy, what it has to offer, with hopes, we were up to task. Then look back and see, it really wasn't,
too much to ask..!
Each day, is a new day and that's a very good thing.
If we think about it, each and every day, gives a new perspective and changes what transpired, the day before.
If it didn't turn out right, we have the chance, to even the score. I find it makes no sense, to get in a tether, when there's seven days in a week.
Every day, can't be a bad one, so to speak. Take each day and enjoy, what it has to offer, with hopes, we were up to task. Then look back and see, it really wasn't,
too much to ask..!
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Another travel failure
Have you ever lost something out of your hand, Clean out of your unlocked hand..? One breath it was there, the next, gone, vanished; the stupid thing spirited away suddenly into thin air,
Have you gone back and forth in disaffection..!
Do you pray every day through pains..!
Do you have endless stream of tears..!
Do you travel in lone roads of dead ends..!
Do you wake with screams of freedom ?
Do you feel lost, raped, stripped of rights ?
Do you suffer the indignity of inhumanity, your skin color or even your religion ?
Come with me to one with helpful solutions
Come with me to pathfinder friend of mine. let us pray someday soon death come take the pains..
There is no new songs.. else all in vain my tears and my pain.
Here is my hand to keep, my heart ... Take it, and do not weep.
Have you gone back and forth in disaffection..!
Do you pray every day through pains..!
Do you have endless stream of tears..!
Do you travel in lone roads of dead ends..!
Do you wake with screams of freedom ?
Do you feel lost, raped, stripped of rights ?
Do you suffer the indignity of inhumanity, your skin color or even your religion ?
Come with me to one with helpful solutions
Come with me to pathfinder friend of mine. let us pray someday soon death come take the pains..
There is no new songs.. else all in vain my tears and my pain.
Here is my hand to keep, my heart ... Take it, and do not weep.
Thursday, June 15, 2017
I can't grow old without you "Gratitude only for you"
when I was blinded ... You took my hand and showed me the way,
when I cried over it all ... You took my hand and dried my tears,
when I questioned our destiny ... You took my hand and helped me understand,
when I was too stubborn to say anything ... You took my hand and mended my mind,
when we remembered my funny mistakes ... You took my hand and made me laugh,
When I was wonder if God has a special plan for me ... You took my hand and made me see,
When you took my hand and made me promise, I’d never walk alone again.
When I takes your hand and never let go, because our love means more than you’ll ever know..!
when I cried over it all ... You took my hand and dried my tears,
when I questioned our destiny ... You took my hand and helped me understand,
when I was too stubborn to say anything ... You took my hand and mended my mind,
when we remembered my funny mistakes ... You took my hand and made me laugh,
When I was wonder if God has a special plan for me ... You took my hand and made me see,
When you took my hand and made me promise, I’d never walk alone again.
When I takes your hand and never let go, because our love means more than you’ll ever know..!
Pain is always my way...
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
Sometimes people just can’t understand, Why things get out of hand.
Sometimes life just isn’t fair, Especially when people just don’t care.
Sometimes it’s all you can do to get by, especially when dreams continue to die.
Sometimes we need someone to call our own, especially when we’re lonely.
Sometimes we see things that aren’t meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren’t always as they seem.
Sometimes we just need to get away, when we’ve had a really bad day,
sometimes it's hard to say, Why things have to be this way.
Sometimes it’s nice to sit in the rain, even to just relieve the pain.
sometimes when people get hurt, Even the strongest ones may need comfort.
Sometimes people just can’t understand, Why things get out of hand.
Sometimes life just isn’t fair, Especially when people just don’t care.
Sometimes it’s all you can do to get by, especially when dreams continue to die.
Sometimes we need someone to call our own, especially when we’re lonely.
Sometimes we see things that aren’t meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren’t always as they seem.
Sometimes we just need to get away, when we’ve had a really bad day,
sometimes it's hard to say, Why things have to be this way.
Sometimes it’s nice to sit in the rain, even to just relieve the pain.
sometimes when people get hurt, Even the strongest ones may need comfort.
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Do it with all your heart
If you're doing something for someone, do it with your heart, never, do it half way!
Should you proceed without caring, it's bound to catch up with you, one day. If
you think you're fooling someone, nine times out of ten, it's going to show. People
can see right through you, as I'm sure you know.
We have to be up front about our feelings and not pretend. It doesn't serve any purpose and it's quite confusing in the end! Always, tell the truth from the very
beginning, it helps clear the air.
Say what you mean and mean what you say, it's easy to take it, from there. Don't keep anyone guessing, tell them how you feel from the start. If you can follow through, it's the right thing to do, so do it, with all your heart!
Should you proceed without caring, it's bound to catch up with you, one day. If
you think you're fooling someone, nine times out of ten, it's going to show. People
can see right through you, as I'm sure you know.
We have to be up front about our feelings and not pretend. It doesn't serve any purpose and it's quite confusing in the end! Always, tell the truth from the very
beginning, it helps clear the air.
Say what you mean and mean what you say, it's easy to take it, from there. Don't keep anyone guessing, tell them how you feel from the start. If you can follow through, it's the right thing to do, so do it, with all your heart!
With the name of god..
(1) A questioner asked about a Penalty to befall-
(2) The Unbelievers, the which there is none to ward off,- | |
(3) (A Penalty) from Allah, Lord of the Ways of Ascent. | |
(4) The angels and the spirit ascend unto him in a Day the measure whereof is (as) fifty thousand years: | |
(5) Therefore do thou hold Patience,- a Patience of beautiful (contentment). | |
(6) They see the (Day) indeed as a far-off (event): | |
(7) But We see it (quite) near. | |
(8) The Day that the sky will be like molten brass, | |
(9) And the mountains will be like wool, | |
(10) And no friend will ask after a friend, | |
(11) Though they will be put in sight of each other,- the sinner´s desire will be: Would that he could redeem himself from the Penalty of that Day by (sacrificing) his children, | |
(12) His wife and his brother, | |
(13) His kindred who sheltered him, | |
(14) And all, all that is on earth,- so it could deliver him: | |
(15) By no means! for it would be the Fire of Hell!- | |
(16) Plucking out (his being) right to the skull!- | |
(17) Inviting (all) such as turn their backs and turn away their faces (from the Right). | |
(18) And collect (wealth) and hide it (from use)! | |
(19) Truly man was created very impatient;- | |
(20) Fretful when evil touches him; | |
(21) And niggardly when good reaches him;- | |
(22) Not so those devoted to Prayer;- | |
(23) Those who remain steadfast to their prayer; | |
(24) And those in whose wealth is a recognised right. | |
(25) For the (needy) who asks and him who is prevented (for some reason from asking); | |
(26) And those who hold to the truth of the Day of Judgment; | |
(27) And those who fear the displeasure of their Lord,- | |
(28) For their Lord´s displeasure is the opposite of Peace and Tranquillity;- | |
(29) And those who guard their chastity, | |
(30) Except with their wives and the (captives) whom their right hands possess,- for (then) they are not to be blamed, | |
(31) But those who trespass beyond this are transgressors;- | |
(32) And those who respect their trusts and covenants; | |
(33) And those who stand firm in their testimonies; | |
(34) And those who guard (the sacredness) of their worship;- | |
(35) Such will be the honored ones in the Gardens (of Bliss). | |
(36) Now what is the matter with the Unbelievers that they rush madly before thee- | |
(37) From the right and from the left, in crowds? | |
(38) Does every man of them long to enter the Garden of Bliss? | |
(39) By no means! For We have created them out of the (base matter) they know! | |
(40) Now I do call to witness the Lord of all points in the East and the West that We can certainly- | |
(41) Substitute for them better (men) than they; And We are not to be defeated (in Our Plan). | |
(42) So leave them to plunge in vain talk and play about, until they encounter that Day of theirs which they have been promised!- | |
(43) The Day whereon they will issue from their sepulchers in sudden haste as if they were rushing to a goal-post (fixed for them),- | |
(44) Their eyes lowered in dejection,- ignominy covering them (all over)! such is the Day the which they are promised! |
Monday, June 12, 2017
I love you once and for all
When you love somebody, your life is very complete. You finally have found, peace of mind and that in itself, can't be beat. Days are no longer full of longing, you finally found, the one you adore. You've gotten everything you ever wanted
and you couldn't have asked, for more. As far as you're concerned, life has given you, all the things you hoped for and now you made it to the top. You know you're extremely fortunate and pray this whirlwind, will never stop. You see, you can never give up hoping, as who knows, what the god have in store. If it
happened once, it will always be once and for all.
and you couldn't have asked, for more. As far as you're concerned, life has given you, all the things you hoped for and now you made it to the top. You know you're extremely fortunate and pray this whirlwind, will never stop. You see, you can never give up hoping, as who knows, what the god have in store. If it
happened once, it will always be once and for all.
Old is Gold and unique..
Beauty, is in the eyes of the beholder, you have to look beneath the surface, to see, what lies within!
Once you get to know someone, that's when you're feelings, start to kick in. You don't have to be good looking, in order to catch a beauty, it's not what you look like, it's all, in what you know!
Personality, is very important, as it gets you everywhere, the moment you enter a room, they know, that you are there!
People gravitate to you, as you're the type, that's full of mirth, it's more than
having good looks, as you're the kind of person, who's always, unique..
Once you get to know someone, that's when you're feelings, start to kick in. You don't have to be good looking, in order to catch a beauty, it's not what you look like, it's all, in what you know!
Personality, is very important, as it gets you everywhere, the moment you enter a room, they know, that you are there!
People gravitate to you, as you're the type, that's full of mirth, it's more than
having good looks, as you're the kind of person, who's always, unique..
All we need is time,
Time, can do many things, for different people.
For some, it can give them a new start.
While for others, it can mend, a broken heart.
Time, has to be on your side, when a big decision, has to be made.
And without time, it's not possible, for you to make the grade.
Many things in life, depends on time and how it goes.
Time is there for us, to care for us, that everyone knows.
So use time wisely and don't fritter it away.
Make good use of your time. as it can do most anything, come what may!
For some, it can give them a new start.
While for others, it can mend, a broken heart.
Time, has to be on your side, when a big decision, has to be made.
And without time, it's not possible, for you to make the grade.
Many things in life, depends on time and how it goes.
Time is there for us, to care for us, that everyone knows.
So use time wisely and don't fritter it away.
Make good use of your time. as it can do most anything, come what may!
Friday, June 09, 2017
Dignity
She is more than worth of jeweleries.
She is in no position to allow anyone to make her feel inferior.
She is courageous, principled and skillful.
She perseveres to achieve her ambition.
She has the heart to withstand all hardships.
She is indeed a woman of dignity.
She is hardworking, modest and pure.
She makes her house a home.
A woman of dignity is a woman of substance.
She is in no position to allow anyone to make her feel inferior.
She is courageous, principled and skillful.
She perseveres to achieve her ambition.
She has the heart to withstand all hardships.
She is indeed a woman of dignity.
She is hardworking, modest and pure.
She makes her house a home.
A woman of dignity is a woman of substance.
About the man you love
Imagine a man, born with a heart full of kindness, but it is hidden under a mountain of needs, He has something within of more worth
than all gold on earth,
but he is not rich, He has within
love for truth
love for the good
love for beauty
love to spreads as a duty
He notice every special moments outside, when the dark of the night gives way to the day's light
He's been learns that; If he keeps one eye on the hereafter, he has only one eye for the task at hand here and now but If keep both eyes on the hereafter he's walking in complete darkness in the here and now.
Accept his life's with its good and bad, complain not about his day if it was happy or sad,
Always busy doing something to others, waiting not they thanksgiving or being grateful for what he do.
Imagine a man, born with a fragile heart in this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to him it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes his unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it. he has within
hate for lier's
hate for pretenders
hate for treachery
hate for disloyalty, falsity
He think of the missing miles of his life along the road home, which drowned by your eyes, dazed the whole day wandering the contour of your soul,
Many uncontrollable circumstances, Have kept him apart, Yet every moment he carry you silently deep within his heart... excuse him, no need to ask for his love proves... O,
love for truth
love for the good
love for beauty
love to spreads as a duty
He notice every special moments outside, when the dark of the night gives way to the day's light
He's been learns that; If he keeps one eye on the hereafter, he has only one eye for the task at hand here and now but If keep both eyes on the hereafter he's walking in complete darkness in the here and now.
Accept his life's with its good and bad, complain not about his day if it was happy or sad,
Always busy doing something to others, waiting not they thanksgiving or being grateful for what he do.
Imagine a man, born with a fragile heart in this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to him it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes his unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it. he has within
hate for lier's
hate for pretenders
hate for treachery
hate for disloyalty, falsity
He think of the missing miles of his life along the road home, which drowned by your eyes, dazed the whole day wandering the contour of your soul,
Many uncontrollable circumstances, Have kept him apart, Yet every moment he carry you silently deep within his heart... excuse him, no need to ask for his love proves... O,
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