I am ashamed—but I stand unbowed.
I have lived with idle hands,
while men bled, built, fought, and fell.
I hid from fire, feared the flame,
counted comfort as courage, silence as strength.
The cries of the world pierced my soul,
and I turned, trembling, from the call.
Yet shame shall not hold me wholly.
It steels my heart, it drives my hands.
I will rise, though late, and labor,
though courage falters, though weakness gnaws.
I shall shape, I shall fight, I shall give,
lest my soul rot in cowardice eternal.
I bow to none but the measure of my deeds—
and though the night presses close, I remain unvanquished.
We marched through flames, but felt no guilt,
For bravery itself gave us our name.
The world can stumble, the body can fall,
But truth endures beyond the graveyard wall.
We bore the loads others refused to carry,
Unspoken tears the night couldn't conceal.
Nevertheless, we sang in the tempest's midst,
Our voices soared on shattered wing.
Our title to glory is not gold or marble,
Not crowns, nor thrones we never held.
It is the love we gave away
The light we ignited in darkest day.
Death knocks, but hearts don't bow,
We welcome the shadow as a friend.
For when God calls and wants to know our name,
We'll stand upright, unbroken by shame.
Not for power, not for pride,
But for the truth we held within.
Our legacy is plain, simple—
We lived with love, not governed by fear.
So carve no statues, chisel no creed,
Our legend is in every act.
When last silence closes the flame,
Our souls will whisper: *we lived humane.*
To you, the one I leave behind, I write,
Not clothed in grief, but wrapped in tender song.
Though parting comes, as surely comes the night,
Our souls have known a bond both deep and strong.
No tear can dim the love that once was ours,
Nor silence steal the echoes of your name.
I go where time dissolves like falling stars,
Yet what we shared, no ending can disclaim.
Think not of loss, but of the life we made,
Of laughter sown, of gentle hours we knew.
Though shadows fall, let memory never fade,
But bloom eternal, evergreen and true.
So take this peace, though flesh and breath resign:
My heart will forever walk with the one I left behind.
Hurt leaves a mark
That's felt deep within
Your soul which causes
You to serve your felling
From your body which
Keeps you from being
Hurt again
He promised never to leave our side,
Though fog may veil the trail with deep despair,
And make it seem as though He does not bide -
Yet reach in faith, lift up your hands in prayer.
You’ll find His faithful Hand is always near,
Though life is full of shifting, stormy seas.
In Him alone, our lasting hope is clear;
So, place your life in Christ’s sure Hands with ease.
For Christ in us - the hope of glory shines,
We journey on toward that radiant place,
A city bright where God’s own light aligns,
And Heaven beams with joy none can erase.
No force can steal the joy that waits above -
Our happy home, secured by endless love.
I strive to vanquish transparent
colors staining your true essence.
Your mood is false skewed, running loose,
and our known love is fiction trapped.
My heart insists you must come back.
I wish to leave you, or stay you,
slaying themes you now live each day.
Love now holds my loud, silent scream.
It pains my soul that I will no longer
Be able to possess your heart anymore
An emptiness is now filling up my heart
All because I lost the woman I adore
You have kept your life moving on
Mine you have stopped in its tracks
My ears refuse believe what you said
The truth is what your allegation lacks
Just the idea of you not being here
It is slowly killing me on the inside
There no other way I can live my life
Without the love that you provide
You can put a stop to all this easily
By only coming back home to me
We can fix what has been broken
And from life we will erase the misery
It’s ok don’t worry you can stay.
Please just keep looking at me and don’t leave.
I’m begging you to stay it’s ok just please don’t leave me.
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You leave the window slightly open for me, knowing that I love the smell of rain,
those mornings when the sun hides and the world seems washed by dreams.
You give me a half-smile when you find a strand of hair on your sweater,
and you don't brush it off, keeping it as a silent sign of my presence.
You adjust my collar before we go outside, pretending it's a casual gesture,
but your touch is so full of care that it warms my silent soul.
We argue by the shelves in the supermarket about which bread is better,
knowing we'll take both anyway, to enjoy the shared taste.
Your sleepy voice at 3 a.m. asks if I locked the door,
and then you pull me into your arms before I can answer, calming my restlessness.
Love doesn't lie in the words you say, but in the chair you pull out,
before I reach the table, like a place prepared with an open heart.
Love is when you pour my tea without asking how many spoons of sugar,
you just know, you feel, and in this silence, we find ourselves, like in a gentle spell.
In the small details, we find magic, that essence that binds souls,
and in every simple gesture, love is born, a silent story of happiness.
let on to secrets
I wish I had never heard
lured by twitch of ears
eyes wide open beg to know
best to leave, to leave it be
Life, as I’ve come to know it
Is trial wrapped in unexpected moments
A dance of hope, missteps, and loss
Like betting all blindly in business.
Each soul must face its reckoning
Some see the signs, prepare in time
Others, like smoke behind a jet
Only glimpse what’s left behind.
I was one of the second kind
By the time I looked, it was gone.
No warning, no sign, just the fall.
No guide in the sudden that follows.
Now I drift aimlessly in this vast sea
And no one sails this tide alone.
So if you hear me in the wilderness
Please don’t let go. Don’t let me drown.
She was definitely dumping him
All she needed was the right opportunity
It was like that song
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Now just to get it through to him
You’re crap in the sack Jack
If only you were more like Stan
What a man
Or even Gus
Though, you do have a lot in common with Gus
You always go by bus
God, you’re so last year
Out on your ear
Okay, maybe that was a bit severe
Need a new plan
I’m just going to tell you straight
Before it’s too late
Don't come on all coy
There's something I have to tell you
It's about me and Roy
I’m having his boy
I know what you’re going to say
What happened to Lee
Let me see
It started on the bus
Him and Gus
I don’t want to discuss
Okay, well Stan caught them
Do I need to spell it out
Stan said they were all like brothers
Now it seems like those two are lovers
Stan was devastated
I mean, was that in the plan
Anyway, Roy told him about us
Which was fatal for you and Gus
When the driver braked
Driving the bus
Stan no more
So I end this letter
Missing you Jack
Such a young age to leave
Just turned fifty, lover.
O leave your home-bound narrow world,
Take to the vast dome of the world.
No use just sticking to your home,
See, sun and moon roam in the world.
As do old leaves, flowers and fruits,
Turn not to soil’s loam of the world.
Look at home-bound frustrate oceans,
Ground-stuck, they froth and foam in world.
There’s world to learn away from home,
There no better tome be than world.
_______________________
Ghazal |05.07.2025| world, roam, home
Don’t Leave Me
Please, forgive me
Please, don’t leave me
Please, chance, let it be
Do you love? Still? Please!
I hope, I hope, you love me
I want to find you, in my way
Be a trap on the road, please be!
Let me fall into you! Kill, kill me!
Your heart is a deadly weapon
Please, change my life, kill this demon
Send me to hell, that is my place, love
Sometimes, look down on me, please
I’ll be watching from below
My penance will be yours
The barred window is a friend
The sound of loving, pleas
Just yours, to you, just yours
Don't leave me here
Give me your hand
Without you, life is hell
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