When it's rain

just after rain
when the water lies hesitant and pure on the roads and footpaths and a few cars still have their lights on
just after rain
when the street trees sweat the last clear drops from their leaves and the air is promise .... crammed and light and there are apparently more houses in the distant city center than before
just after rain
we breathe in deeply and effortlessly we enjoy watching where we put our feet
as we slowly back home
just after rain
we realize that.. when it's rain, every thing gets wet.. So it's the perfect time to hide our tears .. 
Just after rain..

Searching..!

My whole life I've been a seeker, searching for something... Something I even don know finally I realize that, 
One can spend too much of one's life locked in stuffy rooms seeking out obscure truths, searching, researching, until one is too old to enjoy life.  

Promises

whispering promises is easy to do but, many times they never.....  come true

..

Carrying the DNA of pain .. Washing away hurtful stains
Expressing unspeakable feelings .. Creating new channels of healing
Traveling through tunnels of tragedy .. Transporting tremendous tons of therapy
Rushing into a river of reformation .. Creating a deluge of consolation
Tearing down walls of internal imprisonment .. Building beautiful bridges of betterment
Seasoned with the salt of reality ... Rescued me from the claws of insanity
Flowing directly from the tear in my soul .. Anchoring my feet and making me whole
A tear
Much thanks to you my dear tear you are the reason I’m still here 

Human

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And which is more you'll be a Man

Discrimination

Why do you think you're better If your culture is not the same?
Yes, maybe you seem different But deep inside all are the same.
Why do they think they're better..!
If one is black and one is white, If one is man and one is woman.
They are the same, that is their right.
If one is  Muslim, Christian and one is Jew, All come from God, we are the same.
So, get to know all people, And show them what you think and do,
You'll see how others live their lives. When you like them, then they'll like you.
If one learns to understand and respect all points of view,
Then peace on Earth must surely come It is up to you. And you. And you.

Anger

He is in me, and he is in you 
He can make you do .. What he wants you to
He will make you  cry
He can make you wish to die
He can make you  .. Go insane
Anger

Relationships

Once broke.. Never mend again..¡
Trust.

there is a place ..... where the sidewalk ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
and there the grass grows soft and white,
and there the sun burns crimson bright,
and there the moon-bird rests from his flight
to cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
and the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
we shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow
and watch where the chalk-white arrows go
to the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,
the place where the sidewalk ends. 

You were the wind and I the sea ... 

There is no splendor any more, I have grown listless as the pool
There... Beside the shore.

Simply being a .... Man

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And... which is more ... you'll be a Man

Life isn't so bad

Life seems so long and tiring until death comes knocking, knocking at your door.
It always seemed to be so far away before, I used to get angry and say, 'I wish I were dead! 
But then they were only words, spoken to slash out and hurt the person who angered me.
Now suddenly it's a reality - there are no more words.
Death has come to get me, to take this long and tiring life from me.
Everything has taken on new light, this life of mine - it's not so bad.
I've had some really great times, seen some beautiful sights, 
laughed a million times more than ever I cried.
Yes, life isn't so bad when I look back upon it.

Reserve your empty place

The world becomes an empty place as you grow old.
People whom you love die, family dwindles in size.
Everywhere your eyes cast their glance there are thoughts of lost romance and love, reminders lying around.
Scattered over the field of grief are diamond tears cutting into memories of wonderful times now lost.

Losing trust

Watching men in life constantly lose control, cheat, lie and deceive the ones they claimed to love with all their hearts, then go out with other women.
Seriously wanting to know what kind of inhuman people they are, what were they thinking, why didn't they just stay single? 
Then women wouldn't be hurt and maimed, losing the trust they learned after being born, how cruel men are to do this to the ones they say they love.
Maturing, leaving out that one word from their vocabulary women end up being jealous and angry all the time, knowing only the lies of their husbands.
Their children are hurt by this infidelity, even though their fathers rationalize what they're doing, trying to make it acceptable in their own minds only.
Who is to blame in the end, the man who cannot stay true, or the woman who believes in love and then finds out the truth in the end.
Either way, both of them contribute to their children growing up learning not to trust or have faith in the opposite sex, and boys learn to follow their father's
examples, carrying on this disgusting legacy

There is nothing left

There's nothing left in my eyes. But a little shine. I will relinquish them to move on relying only on the patience for that madness world .. I will give them freely to let you be able to see in darkness where you put your footprint may it'll make differentiate between life and death to you.

Family

I'll never stop dreaming that one day we can be a real big family, together, all of us laughing and talking, loving and understanding, we don't choose our families. They are God's gift to us, as we are to them otherwise family is about who you choose to make your life with .. but without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold shedding his blood for nothing..

Wolf

I woke up one morning thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. Everyone has a role, and if you act within the parameters of your role, the whole pack succeeds, and when that falls apart, so does the pack, at this very moment i realize that A gentleman is simply ..... a patient wolf, and if i live among wolves in that madness world, I have to act like a wolf .. not a wolf in sheep's clothing, but a wolf in wolf's clothing.

My life is my message

Inner beauty should be the most important part of improving one's self. Beauty is only skin deep. If we go after someone just because she's beautiful but don't have anything to talk about, it's going to get boring fast. we want to look beyond the surface and see if you can have fun or if you have anything in common with this person.. dear, at some point in our life if you live long enough we'll realize that; Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor... but it's a moments for love... now answer me..!
If the world was to end tomorrow; what do you prefer to do...!
Get busy living,or get busy dying..!

Cheat

Cheating isn't always kissing, touching or even hide someone feelings in our hearts; if you have to delete your text message, if you have to post a public generally words without mention its to anyone from your partner or your parents doesn't see them... You at this very moment are already that......  We as a human always cheat because we're paying more attention to what we're missing rather than what we have. And at some point we realize that we hurt someone so special whenever our apologies will mean nothing at all if we keep doing what we are sorry for. In fact I believe that behind every untrusting woman there is a man who made her that way so, please don't keep calm I personally hate that word.. Never keep calm go hurry to Chang your world, and if you're waiting for a sign.. That.. Is it
Face and deal your weaknesses at any giving moment and always remember that; we as a human have the power to say this is not how the story going to end.

Dangerous Knowledge

To walk safely through the maze of human life, one needs the light of wisdom and the guidance of virtue... it's like a good view we just passed through; It's not what we look at that matters, it's what we see, what i wanna say is; people spend too much time to be another copy to someone, While being a first rate version of ourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else is more Knowledge and and more virtue, i always Beware of false knowledge people because they are more dangerous than ignorance itself.