Special healing

Deep beneath there is a pain inside, hard to tell the truth in a world full of lies. 
whispers of secrets in your ear, hoping that no one could hear. when you crying actual tears.
you feel hurt, pressured and strained, nobody can feel your type of pain, when life is nothing but a game. 
do you feel what I feel... sure.. NO, I wish I could let it all go.
But it really isn't that easy, have you ever had to sit in the cold freezing, wanting to be awaken by a special healing.

It wasn't about winning

Years after another one's lived it convincing himself that he have been designed for success, for to win any battles through his life struggle, and as much as he grow up that hidden truth about survival revealed it fangs to eliminate his stupidity.
for it wasn't about where, how or when you will collect your victory or achieve your goals. for it wasn't about who were your enemies, but after priceless time one's lost, he get up watching the gracefulness of life had been left him behind with that simple fact.
for it wasn't all about winning, it was about how you can deal with the cost of loses, it was about how you will deal with your life after get defeats.
for losing has a bitter taste in your silence, losing has a fangs scratch off your inner power.
then you will have to choose to accept the reality and move on, or fight for your life another battle hoping that the battle will be fought in another way.

Time to rest

The day will come to ask yourself If the past you must forget, And nothing needs your sorrow or regret.
For lovers meet and stay together and others are distend to apart..!
And if you are one of who have been left behind...  do you have to cry and suffer or just search for a new start..!
Only you have the power to answer for only you can open your heart and forgive, cause that will help you to survive and live.
only you have the ability to dream so high, to never give up and always try or to just let go and say goodbye.
Only you suffer and have that broken hearts which need to mend, you're always true and never pretend, you felt with shutter because your love has no end, but you still can find care in the hand of true friend.
Only you can be confident and never hesitate, forget all the feel of hate and always believe in your fate.
Only you can keep dreaming however it may never come true, but it's the best way to live your life through.
But you know...!
Do Not to be shy If you have done something wrong, but to admit it and be proud that you have learned a lesson that will help you to be strong.
And where there is darkness be sure... dawn is the next, and when everything is so tiring... for sure there would be time to rest.

Overlap of concepts

When all your hopes seems blue,
No life's dreams will become true,
One's barking in the dark like dog,
For wishes are swept along like fog,
Curse of injustice is unfair,
Praise of justice upon electric chair,
Removal of thorns does not heal,
planting of roses is not good deal
Saying the truth does not work indeed,
Believing in loyalty does not intercede,
And even patience is not convinced,
To those humans who were with the little ... contented. 
stop weeping for what you already lost,
get up from your coma and never calculate the cost, 
Let the wind move your sails from where it blow, 
For only dead fish... go with the flow,

Heroes of paper

What makes your life great.!!
what makes your life worthwhile..!!
what if you can look behind the limits of your eyes, this illusion technology, 
what if you can go farther what you accepted by your closed mind..!!
what if you have the ability to be mortal..!
The different between you and me is the complexity of using our power,
You search for an extraordinary human to share him your power
I humbly search for normal woman can give me an extraordinary love, the power to make the impossible right in in our fingertips.
My darling .. we aren't just heroes of paper, I may failed in each and every step i took towards you, yet I can't just give up in my love until my last breath, 
You will keep through me away from your life and I'll keep loyal as much as i live.

insurgent,

Do not ever think that silence is oblivion, look at the ground below your feet, How can its surface fill of ice and deep beneath its bowels a thousand volcanoes..!
But alas, when she knows how enamored I'm in her love, she knew her place in my life and then she became insurgent, forgetting that;
To love... is to accept that love is unbearable hell yet life without it is unbearable bliss, Love does not kill lovers, it just makes them hung between life and death.
To love ... is to fight all obstacles for me, with me side by side.. Not to fight me in the name of obstacles and difficult pride.
To love ... isn't the words to ink nor is it a melody that can be played in an instrument,  It is a pure spirit that is endowed with an end to fulfillment.
To love isn't to watch our dreams fled .. or hopes going died, Existence with reason .. not life just passing-through the same as season.
To love is to let love gives you hope.. strengthen so we may to all obstacles can cope, Grant us wisdom to help us see.. The great way and to let us be.

Black candles

In the middle of arbitrary laws, the use of excessive power, intransigence, the hatred. Ignorance and the indifference.
Let us live in the illusion of freedom. 
Let us fight the illusions of equality and justice.
Let us sink into the quagmire of ignorance and apathy.
We share them sadness and joy. 
We share them the road as a loyal companion.
And forget that we came alone, we fought alone, we even lost alone .. and alone we shall complete the journey.
So we bury the remnants of our dreams in the cemetery of life struggles,
So we must frankness ourselves in front of reality mirror.
Black candles .. do not illuminate darkness

Apathy

New date, closed gate, lost debate, how we call miracle fate.
pain is heft, bleeding cleft, nothing left, our emotions is the gift,
Apathy is ill, bitterness fill, silence kill, the sound of bell,
hundred pray, before dawn ray, and the loser always pay,
tears was the cost, for priceless lost, I was the most, fool in the post.

Come

And it is strange that the sheep live throughout its life a plagued of wolves ... Then it finished canned in box,

It is frustrating to the ship spent it life battling the stormy waves and then crashing on rocks,

It is very painful to struggle dreams the reality of life and feelings became something with frozen looks,

And you keeping ask yourself, does it was fairy tales or you just have been mocks.

Happy new year

We will meet so many learners through our life struggling, but alas, few are true and rare are cultured, And for those precious fossils I would like to mention them with tenderness and giving.. So, before you will celebrate your new year do not forget to give a little, because the little you give is more than deprivation, for there is a human kept on giving until he had nothing more to give.

Into the Magic Of Christmas

Live ye must and let to live, fairly take and fairly give,
Form the cruelty Ι once took about, To keep unwelcome feelings out,
Bind fast the spell every time, Let the words be spoke in rhyme,
Power shared is power lost. no one can pay the cost,
Soft of eye and light of touch, speak ye little.. listen too much,
When the wind begins to turn, Soon the longing fires will burn,
When ye have and hold a need, never fit on others greed,
With a fool no seasons spend, or be counted even as his friend. 
Six months we shall wait to go, burn them quick or burn them slow, 
What you seek for shall be found, in sea or sky or solid ground,  
Pray to the god when life is round, Luck with you shall then abound, 
Bide the hope ye must, with perfect love and perfect trust,

Distance emotions

Go as far as you can, meets what you want of any mankind,
But when it comes time to give love, give it to one from your kind,
Dazzling and beauty of the indifference, will illuminate your mind,
But there'll be tears of blood after letting you alone,...behind,
No matter how hard you try, there is nothing here to bind,
You are just another one who spread his emotions into wind,
Only the suffering of loyalty and this forbidden love, you will find,

The perfection behind heaven gates..

A little child plays at the garden and tenderly buries a dead butterfly, not because he understands the mystery of Death, but because Love prompted the action. 
And so we love without knowing the why and the wherefore. Love can only be compared with Love. There is nothing else to compare it with.
We do not love a woman merely because she is pretty, possesses a pleasing mannerism, We love her because, in an indescribable way, she sings a song, we alone can fully understand, a voice that lifts up our soul and makes it strong.
We follow, we follow that Invisible figure, that invisible bond from land to land, from heart to heart, from death into Life, on and on.. until our last breath, 
When Love loves Love for its own sake, when the self is dead, we shall meet again. We shall find the Beloved to be the one who finally found perfection behind heaven gates..
Yes no one has seen love, because no one has seen God, yet as I'm sure I'll meet him in heaven, I'm sure I'll meet you there.

We're heroes of paper

We're finally torn apart, 
blood flowing from our heart. 
Our souls are shout and crying 
even the dove feathers grow now she is flying, 
To search for to be protected and loved,
And to spread peace and hope from above, 
To stand against all the fears
There are many souls to be healed and the whole world cares,
Can we love and forget and let love take it's place,
 or will we let bitterness, hatefulness and self pride line our face, The bullets were piercing, bombs bursting, 
even your cheats bells still in my ears ringing, 
blood flowing from our own hearts yet,
And helpfulness fill the void left by their goals.. yet,
There is no answer, their screams silently will remain, 
Perhaps our minds and our hearts will stream like the rain.
May the storm of sorrow, and the thunder of tears,
Fade slowly before one's self pride vanished over the years.

لا بأس يا دنيا الفناء

دآئما هناك زوايا في داخلنا تبقى غير قابلة للعرض والإطلاع وهناك آلاما نعيشها في وسط أفراحنا لنخبئها بين ملامح الفرح ونوافذ لا نفتحها إلا في بداية الفصول ونهايتها و دائمآ هناك كلمات محذوفة من حديثنا رغم أنها حقيقة شعورنا..
وصمت طويل يقطع كل الآمال المعلقة ليحولها لحكايا متكررة في شريط ذاكرتنا الخرساء..
كل المشاعر والآمال والآلام التي طال عرضها ولم تجد صداها الحقيقي ولم تفهم كما هي؛ ترحل لمساحة الصمت البيضاء ..
تلك المساحة الواسعة التي ضاع بها الكثير من الأحلام والمشاعر والحقائق والتي طالما تعرضت للهزات والانهيارات المتكررة إلا أنها لا زالت أطهر من كثير ظنون وأجمل من كثير بوح
فما أجمل الصمت عندما يصبح أحد أصدقائنا في حكايا الخذلان، ومنفى البوح عندما يعدم الكلام ويحار الدمع مساحة خاصة جدا بين روح ونبضها تبقى صامدة..
لا تعافك عندما تطيل التأمل في تفاصيلها ولا تسأمك عندما تكرر كثيرا من أحداثها حتى الدمع الذي يتساقط ﻷجلها في كل مرة كأنما أول مرة يهطل لينبت بها كثير من زهور الأمل..

ودائما أشياءنا لا تكتمل ولا تستمر جميلة أم قبيحة دائما هناك نقص مهما زادت أشياءنا وتقادمت أرقام أعمارنا ودروس مندسة بين سطور حياتنا تنير شيئا من عتمة الغموض..

دائما في الحياة عمرآ آخر يذكر عندما نموت، وتصبح حياتنا أجمل عندما نفقد ونصبح لا سبيل للوصول إلينا، كل المحاسن بنا تحيا عندما نموت
ومادام أننا على قيد الحياة سنبقى الأسوأ مهما كنا أجمل وسيبقى الكلام يرمى علينا، ويبقى للأعداء كيد مستمر، ويبقى كثير من البياض يدنس بكثير من الكذب والسوء والسخف....

لا بأس يا دنيا الفناء.. لا بأس
ففي الرضا جنة معجلة وفي ذلك حكمة لخالقنا .. فالجنة موطن الكمال والجمال الأبدي الذي لا يتغير ولا يتحول الجنة التي ندعو بها دوما هي بالتأكيد الذي لا ينقص بها جمال ولا يختلط بأفراحها أحزان..والصبر على نقص الحياة ومتناقضاتها زاد جميل للظفر بالكمال والجمال والراحة الأبدية..

Entomb request.

It was a game, how fool i am, as much as i suffered there's nobody to blame,
Didn't you notice my point of view, the clown masks color were fading hue,
Years has lost, priceless was the cost, even the warm feelings turned to frost,
now I'm alone, everything gone, yet still my heart can't move on,
promise to keep, your love so deep, thousand miles away.. away from creep.
sleepless was the night, mind objection and the heart still.. willing to fight,
Until I'll have anything more to give, I'll bury that love, 
Until we meet again in our holy place above.

The blood of innocent

There will come a time on people when they hearts will die and only bodies will remain,
They will enjoy watching the suffer of others as if there isn't anybody bleeding or complain,
Our affection, mercy, devotion, loyalty and virtue lost in battle can not be win,
We have left the earth sinking with the blood of innocent,  
We left hunger to break the will of the poor for mint,  
We left the ungodly win over pride even nobility becomes for rent,
Αnd we have lost our humanity just for gain.
Our words are written
Our saying will never be forgotten,
And the sun of our life fading away at sunset and almost taken,
Leave your vanity and pride, remember that you are a human being... Don't let your heart be harden.

Don't fall in love with a woman who feels too much,

The quality of woman had been shown clearly in this great writer "Martha Rivera" specially when she inked this special words "Don't fall in love with a woman who feels too much..."
I was impressed by this article so that for a period of time I set it as a standard and standard for the lady that I should love.
Not of course the specifications described by the writer. But by the qualities she denied. What is the nicest thing to hear about women is the laws of women that it is impossible for superficial men to associate with her,
If you are a mature man and you find in yourself what makes you link to the partner of your struggle battle with time.
Do not judge the beauty of women with your eyes. But look at her with your mind to see what is hidden behind the scenes of decoration.
Otherwise, you will lose your mind from the first sight and then imagine that you are before Venus coming from the sea foam.
In the fog of the senses and the buzz of excitement it is impossible to see and zoos turn into gardens of bliss. And the features of hatred and softness to the features of the angels.
Women like rare book you have to read with your mind first. And browse it without looking at the cover. Before you can judgment its content. And try to look at the book with the eye of the critic, not the eye of the lover, who will honestly guide you to your life partner.
 

Trust in the Creator

We forgive seeking for getting comfort from bile,
We forget hoping for new innocent clear smile,
We keep silent because there is no benefit in the argument to find,
We ignoring for there is nothing that will hold back reproach can find,
We are patient because our trust in the Creator has no limits,
We all knew that ...
The self always covetous yet the reasons are always failing.
The self is lost between despair and growling,
Do not be sad whenever the world shrinking around you while it grows wider for others,
And look at the moon and this darkness skies how they became more magnificence together,
 

Pathetic end

Reality telling us that through our lives some people had predestined to enter,
Either to grew up through time with us or just left without kind words to render,
Nevertheless they painfully forgot how humanity still keeping wonder,  
And some of them were taken from backbiting and gossip a place to surrender,
Therefore humanity suffering between sin and blessings and what they always hinder,
And some of them will always remain in our heart, no matter what happened or what was intended to the learner.