Before you set out to face
the day
take a moment
to close your eyes
and free your mind
of all thought,
inhale deeply,
hold it for a few seconds,
then exhale slowly.
Did you feel that?
It's life energy
coursing through your body,
revitalizing your spirit.
Now close your eyes
again,,
Inhale deeply,
hold it for a few seconds,
then exhale slowly.
Did you hear it?
God's whisper,
subtle,
tranquil,
will guide you throughout
the day.
Now close your eyes
again,
inhale deeply,
hold it for a fel . w seconds,
then exhale slowly.
This will jumpstart
your day.
Then go out into the world
and chase your dreams,
and don't let anyone
steal your joy.
If they try,.
you know what to do,
close your eyes,
free your mind of all thought,
and listen for God's
whisper,
then smile,
feel His Amazing Grace,
and continue
your journey through time.
"Enti agmal bent fel donia," he whispered so lovingly.
"Shokran awi ya ostaz el wasim," she replied tenderly.
"3afwan ya amar, meaning more beautiful than the moon."
"Marissa agmal wahds fel denia." He said, embracing me.
"Shokran awi ya habibi ya mozza ya ostaz."
He held me closer in his heart ever since we reunited.
Candva am stiut
exact de cate ori vreau
sau trebuie
sa-mi indoi hartia de impachetat
inainte sa trimit
un colet social.
Pe vremuri, hartia
era atat de importanta,
uneori la fel de importanta ca si continutul,
iar livrarea- momentul-
urmaream sa fie perfecta.
De-alungul anilor
am avut indoituri,
linii, urme, scris frumos si
chiar si rupture. Ce bine ca exista scotch!
Desene, mai rar…
Trecutul meu emotional
tot pe hartie
l-as asterne daca pachetul de azi
nu ar carboniza
insasi mainile care incearca
sa inghesuie Totul si Nimicul
intr-o cutie singulara.
Pentru fiecare intrebare
pe care am sters-o mai mult sau mai putin constient,
pentru fiecare umbra lasata de colturi ,,nota bene”,
pentru fiecare taietura incapatanata
ce-mi forta vindecarea din ore in zile,
pentru toate
vreau sa materializez acum,
inainte sa ma ridic cu picioarele de pe pamant,
un ultimatum:
"Let it burn!"
POEM 12 MAY BE TOMORROW
MYBE TOMORROW I WILL BE SITTING BESIDE YOU STARING INTO YOUR WONDERFUL LOOKING EYES.
MYBE TOMORROW MY STOMACH DOES A FLIP & MY HEART CRIES WITH THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU.
MYBE TOMORROW I DON'T THINK I SHOULD BE FEELING LIKE I AM TODAY BUT MYBE TOMORROW I WILL FEL BETTER.
MYBE TOMORROW EVERY TIME YOU TOUCH ME OUR LOVE JUST GET STRONGER.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
TORRE DE BABEL
Busco a Paz
encontro confusão,
isto é verdade
na Babel da religião.
Raça, tribo, nação
em todo planeta,
línguas em confusão,
paz não aceita.
Deus, O grande Eu sou,
Pai da humanidade,
Não da religião,
quer a Sua Verdade.
Por caminhos toscos,
caminha o homem,
em tudo insensato,
como um Totem.
Rejeita Deus em sua soberania,
Tem mais valor sua religião,
A de outrem diz valer nada,
Só a sua Deus dá aprovação.
Cria ídolos mudos surdos,
estátuas estáticas que adora,
de gesso puro,
e diz que a Deus fala.
De Deus somos,
imagem e semelhança,
com ele direto falamos
Cristo é nossa fiança.
Deus o Todo Poderoso,
É o Grande eu Sou,
o Incriado.
O que a tudo criou.
Torre de Babel,
o homem confunde e se confunde,
destila fel,
quando religião defende.
a verdadeira religião
é com Deus estar,
ter o próximo no coração,
somente ao Pai adorar.
Arbitrar e conciliar,
não esquecer o órfão,
a viúva apoiar
a paz levar.
não se aliar a corrupção
oferecida pelo mundo,
levar sempre no coração,
a paz do Todo Poderoso.
José Carlos Pereira
Francisco Morato, 20 de Novembro de 2017
São Paulo Brasil.
Arabic script doesn't survive PoetrySoup, I hereby rewrite my previous submitted Arabic poem in FrancoArab letters,
laqad kunt fina al-saraj al-munir .... wa kunt alsadiq wa kunt al-khalil
wa kunt rasul al-mahabati fina .... wa kunt shifa' al-qalb al-alil
ahidna fika al-kholoq al-karim .... ahidna fika al-shahm al-nabil
jasuran shuja'an wa batalan homaman .... ila al-haq taghdu liqasd al-sabil
tajasadat fik asmaa al-ma'anaa .... wa laka fi al-sabr ba'on tawil
fa'an'em birajul qallama .... tu'ti al-hayat lana mathyl
kariman halalata shahidan rahalta .... man ya tura 'ank al-badil
fahna' bi maq'ad sidq aliyan .... bayn al-anhar wa zilen zalil
wa tab mustaqarren yafuh bi'etren .... rubu' al jannati wa al-salsabil
fi janati al-firdaws talqa al-anbia' .... wa jahran tara wajha rabben jalil
kafa'ak Allah bima anta ahloho .... wa a'tak minhu aljaza' aljazil
abi qad motta f matat basmaty .... wa akhtu hayati b khatwen thaqil
tatuaqu lisawtik ozoni fa inhad .... wa qul ya Aliya halum al rahil
satabqaa li hayatoka mathalan aziman .... ba'ad al mamat wa zikron jamil
wa yazallu etruka baynana .... fel manam wa fel suhad badil
Its so empty and feel so sick Inside
I fel my body has left me standing as still as air
My tears show so much I can't hide my tears any more
They fall like a running stream
Tears and tears just keep on falling It hurts to much
Its all you can do Is to cry,
No one knows how I feel they see the outside not the
Inside
I can never give up my fight for survival,the pain will never go away
Your aim Is to let know one destroy you
But some how It happens
love Is a messy **** full thing
You really know when your are In love
It really hurts.
Listen to those birds
Flapping their wings
I love listening to them sing
Children there laughing
While on a swing
Woman proposed to
With a beautiful ring
Little girl climbing
Up on the slide
Boy on the monkey bars
Fell, but he tried
Beagle chasing a cat
The cat was so slow
Because he was so fat
Almost got hit
Would have gone splat
Kids were screaming
On the merry-go-round
Held in so tight
As they went around
Others playing hide n seek
Waiting to be found
At the picnic table
Kids began to munch
They were quite
A curious bunch
A dad was showing his son
How to fly a kite
Was full of colors
Beautiful under the sunlight
Mom was walking
With her little girl
Her hair was full
Of little curls
She had an ice cream cone
Vanilla with chocolate swirl
They finally were sleepy
Went home and sat
Right on moms lap
Fel asleep, took a long nap
6/19/14
Listen to those birds
Flapping their wings
I love listening to them sing
Children there laughing
While on a swing
Woman proposed to
With a beautiful ring
Little girl climbing
Up on the slide
Boy on the monkey bars
Fell, but he tried
Beagle chasing a cat
The cat was so slow
Because he was so fat
Almost got hit
Would have gone splat
Kids were screaming
On the merry-go-round
Held in so tight
As they went around
Others playing hide n seek
Waiting to be found
At the picnic table
Kids began to munch
They were quite
A curious bunch
A dad was showing his son
How to fly a kite
Was full of colors
Beautiful under the sunlight
Mom was walking
With her little girl
Her hair was full
Of little curls
She had an ice cream cone
Vanilla with chocolate swirl
They finally were sleepy
Went home and sat
Right on moms lap
Fel asleep, took a long nap
6/19/14
Listen to those birds
Flapping their wings
I love listening to them sing
Children there laughing
While on a swing
Woman proposed to
With a beautiful ring
Little girl climbing
Up on the slide
Boy on the monkey bars
Fell, but he tried
Beagle chasing a cat
The cat was so slow
Because he was so fat
Almost got hit
Would have gone splat
Kids were screaming
On the merry-go-round
Held in so tight
As they went around
Others playing hide n seek
Waiting to be found
At the picnic table
Kids began to munch
They were quite
A curious bunch
A dad was showing his son
How to fly a kite
Was full of colors
Beautiful under the sunlight
Mom was walking
With her little girl
Her hair was full
Of little curls
She had an ice cream cone
Vanilla with chocolate swirl
They finally were sleepy
Went home and sat
Right on moms lap
Fel asleep, took a long nap
6/19/14
Lost my dog, the leash slipped out of my hand, and I fel-l
Obviously I searched high and Lo
Somewhere out there my dog was in distres-s
The search continued and I started to fre-t
Does a dog usually return to its yar-d?
Only hoping now someone would be a her-o
Glad someone was, he was found; I got back my do-g!
thank you Lord
that we can worship you any time of day
thank you that we can worship you even when we pray
thank you that when we feel sad
you give us reasons to smile and make us fel glad,
we can worship you no matter what may come our way
thank you that we can worship you every single day
even when life hurts us and tears roll down our cheeck
we can find happiness when it's you we seek,
thank you that you turn tears of sadnes into rivers of joy
thank you for all the things that you do
no matter what our situation thank you that we can worship you. Amen
Psalm 5 v 7
Isaiah 6 v 3
psalm 66 v 4
psalm 145 v 3
I see tanks rolling down the street
Leaving clouds of dust at our feet.
I see marching men following close behind
Fathers, sons and brothers all out of their minds.
I see mothers, daughters, sisters crying alon.
Come fight, our goverment says, come fight
Your country needs you, what a sight.
Who asked for this war, did we?
It is wrong, can't you see?
It's nothing but a massacre, killing thousands!
All people say: "We want peace!"
If this is so let the fighting cease.
Who decides what's worng or right
Presidents decide what's black and white.
Bullets passing by, bombs lighting up the night sky!
Look and see, open your eyes
Our men are dying, say your goodbyes.
Fel your body going cold, blood gushing through the holes
The war has come to our homes, we have sold our souls.
What for we ask?
Please hear us now.
Stop the wars!!!
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