A yearning heart longs for love everytime
Malice it receives time without a dime
Shadowed with the belief of being solo
Trust in hope but always been the one to follow
When certain uncertainties just dont make a difference
Holding on too tight to a loose end
Caged by a yelling heart wanting to be mended
But is pricked to the point where it can't bear no more
Wishing to be the heartfelt one and let go
Bringing out that zeal to prove its worth before the world
Saying"You can make things right, Go on and throw those unprocessed lemons into these turning blades and make your tasty lemonade pampered with ice cubes"
It lets go of the past memories bruising
Hoping to creat a fresh start and new beginnings
Patches up what's broken and lost
Breaking through thy blackened shadow at all cost
Forever remembering to cool up after the days of exhaustion
Cause at the end all that was derived from those prickly thorns were sterilized into my account
Categories:
creat, allusion, art, birth, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
It feels good,
When someone says I am with you.
Go and take part in the race,
Many people around , you will face.
Someone will try to push ,
Will make out of the game.
But don't fear,
I am always with you.
It feels good ,
When someone says you can do.
You are really wonderful,
Go and show talent among them,
I will be forever to praise you,
To show the actually of life.
It feels good,
When someone says You can creat positive era,
You are the game changer,
change the world with your action,
Action which creats positivity,
makes you effective for the society.
I will observe you in every seen,
To tell about your act.
Categories:
creat, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
wrote a poem then I deleted it
Turned it to a song, - lyrics and beat didn't match
Ran out of ideas,creat - ivity blur
I'd call but "Pride" said don't tell him how you feel
And if he felt it too he'd put you on the line first
Butterflies are rare but in my stomach there's plenty
An athletic heartbeat- can you feel it racing?
Promise to catch my spark, Promise to be my star
Shine your light on me when it get's too dark,when days get tough,and it no longer feels like a walk in the park
I said Promise to catch my spark and Promise to be my star
Sit and wonder till you can wonder no more
Cos here in my heart lies a place you can always call home
I don't know what the feeling's called but I know your name is "crush"
Categories:
creat, crush, cute love, emotions,
Form: Romanticism
Distances make us cry....
But these distances teach us substantiality and give us the art of sacrifice......
not just now but even more and more times the thought of distances come to your alley to make you bitterly cry.....
even in a dream distances harry......
not the work but The distances make you weary.....
yearn remains but nothing can be done, this is the irony.....
the more you escape from distances, the more you find distances near your alley.....
distances gives us a reason to love harder and creat circumstances where you laugh beside cry.....
Your competence define how much you outstay because distances are odyssey and remains throughout the life and this is the bitter truth of life.
Categories:
creat, cry, feelings, how i
Form: Rhyme
The Mystery Of Love
I haven't wrote a poem
since the day he left
My words don't sound the same anymore ,
but still I write,
there's no reason to write
he will never hear my words
He has started a new life, he's a daddy to be!
I think about it and that could have been me,
as much as I love him, am thankful it's not
Happiness doesn't last forever
That's life
I can now think of him without shattering a tear
Is it cause I've moved on
or cause I accepted the hardest fact,
that his not coming back?
Love is still the biggest mystery
For those who accept its failure & achievement
By heart and soul.
Is that true love?which never make two souls into one soul.
Love is too much creative,it fill the colours in life
And those are fake lovers who fail to accept you.
Love creat feeling
Feeling creat positive relation
Positive relation makes family.
Atlast mystery of love cann’t solve
By fake people.
Categories:
creat, i love you, lost
Form: Sestina
God is not who you think he is.
God is not what you think he is.
He didnt just sit back to make ur life hell. He didnt just creat you by mistake.
He was careful.
He took measure.
He thpught of all you can be. He has walk your life before you began to.
He has experience ur pains before they come to you.
What he wants is for you to be patience.
He is not cruel.
His just being careful so he dont ruin ur life. He is taking measure.
He may be God by the same way he is love. He has unbreakable soul. He feels he knows he can.
That why he said not judge you.
Not to condeme you.
Whereevery you have been he has been there before.
You have to have too much faith to give up.
You have to believe him. Have faith.
A SEED BECOMES A TREE AND A TREE A FRUIT AND A FRUIT CONTAINS SEEDS.
Categories:
creat, god,
Form: I do not know?
When are we gonna leave this mood
You keep dreaming under the roof of imagination that you are with this person
And for how long are we gonna keep snaping in our head
The sounds alone keep making it real and steady active
We are now busy with imaginariness
When is this fiction transform to non fiction
We have the master plan and we haven’t taken a step into action and we keep wallowing.
Al Quran is the manual, a roadmap to follow
but it is not easy to see these treasures, we only saw them once and since then we ve been in imaginary.
The birds are pilot, they are nimble they go boundlessly and they are kings in the air
who create creat them if not ALLAH SWT
We are left with the option to consult the birds if they could help
We are now objects of mockery and ridicule in the eyes of birds
Because they are full of actions and we are the shyest of creature
They tagged us “Existing but inactive”
And they said
Hope you aren’t jaded of this your unsure awaiting love
We would avail and we hope your unreal burnishing love will not reverse to waning love.
Truly love is found but it must be followed Islamically
Categories:
creat, dream, emotions, encouraging, feelings,
Form: Concrete
How I choose to live my life.
I'm wired at birth, my personality in place.
I'm sculpted as a youth my environment had its say.
The combination of both molded me as artists molds clay.
With all this in place where do I go from here?
What direction in life will I choose?
How much choice do I really have?
Has the deck been stacked before I'm on my way?
Look all around, all types are in play. The complexity of society in full on display.
Can I will myself away from the mold that I am? Am I trapped by the sculptor, my part in the play determined, I have little say.
I believe if I focus real hard, I can fracture the mold get out of its way. I can over come, move in a different direction, and create my own way.
Genetics and environmental certainly had their say.
I believe I can power thru an creat a better day.
Is it possible, though, I'm just wired this way?
Categories:
creat, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
Was you trying Bodofa
Not even without and to relax
Thirty and without hunger
On Guard as an emissary to the Bodo race
You tries Bodofa cores of giving blood.
The Bodo race to high!
But--
Can't to finish guiding you the dream
Awakening to the form.
Left in the time of crisis, the premature
Rare on life!
Been incomplete dream and hope
Leave behind the history you give Bodofa
Bodo race given the show a way.
Live fights and incomplete you hero
Bodo for the race!!
Can't forget oh the hero
You Sacred heart
Bodo sons to feel compassion.
Live to worship you forever
Light your gloating
Martyr's tomb on...!
Welcome to this, and lets go
History for today
Made in revolution
The all Bodo race
To creat a separate state.
Categories:
creat, freedom,
Form: Blank verse
CREAT LIFE
Create life by
making introvert interactive,
giving boost to indolent inactive,
attributing enthusiasm to passive.
Great time will fly.
Cheer up each,
lone, without hope or distressed,
deprived, aloof or depressed,
pessimistic, strained or stressed.
Life is rich.
Life is graceful
Life to love, life to care
Life to enjoy, life to share,
Life to nurture, life to bear.
Life is calm and cool.
Life is music
to be sung in chorus
with all around us
joyous, vivacious.
Symphony: Unique.
05/15/16
Edited on 06/16/20
Categories:
creat, beautiful, life,
Form: Kimo
TRY
Try to be yourself
And don't copy others,
Try to know beyond
What they expected
You to know.....
Try to be better,
Do not over look
Those things that matters;
Try to be kind in the midst
Of the wolves who sees
You as nothing....
Try!
Try!!
Try!!!
Try to be who you are,
The world shall see you
Try to be better and better,
Not to remain where you are...
Try to creat your own world,
Leave something that can't be forgotten
After million years you are gone,
Try not to be another, you are unique.
Categories:
creat, art,
Form: Blank verse
A king is a link of many things,
Wise people sitting under his wing,
Wealth of belongings in the treasury,
Women in surround to answer any query,
Power to creat and the power to destroy,
Command to bring under kneel his foe,
Soldiers in wake for the king to enjoy,
A king is a king only wise and wisdom working,
If not,the king and his kingdom comic and joking!
Categories:
creat, community, leadership, political,
Form: Light Verse
When you look at the old testament
a tooth for a tooth
an eye for an eye
it was about laws to creat the peace
When you look at the new testament
love thy God with all your strenght
heart and mind and love thy neighbour as thy self
it was about attitude's that lead to peace
Man goes to war
and God tries to protect
it is not God that creat's wars
it is man
God try's to teach us to live in peace
yet we use religion to creat war
God try's to teach us success
aim for knowledge
do not sit at the table of the drunk
turn the other cheek
if a neighbour steals your vest
give him also your coat
These are the Words of a God
that attemp's to teach you to care
a God that is against violence
a God that love's people
Categories:
creat, bible, religious,
Form: Narrative
Stand Up witness your dream!
Where everything around,
Flowing into you
Stand up testify
How standing sleeping trees,
Dreamy in the murmurs air,
While swims in the beam
Of your ethereal soul!
Stand up and look at sea
While herds of the waves,
Creat in thy dozy heart
echo _ will never return.
Stand up and listen to poetry sighs
Weep, in the cave of darkest thought
For several hours,
Then flowing away
Through your serenity majestic
Stand Up and testify your dream
While ascends towards east.
As a dearly beam, wreathed by stars
Oh dreamer of god's light.
Categories:
creat, dream,
Form: Prose Poetry
The year is drawing to a close
You are not slumbering in sweet repose
Are you thankful?
The kids are all healthy and doing well
Your spouse hasn't suffered a recent spell
Are you thankful?
Your car still runs, the roof doesn't leak
You got your annual bonus last week
Are you thankful?
Christ died on the cross for our salvation
This should creat great jubilation
Are you thankful?
Categories:
creat, inspirational,
Form: Lyric
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