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“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
~ Maya Angelou
Her smile is like the sunlight
Reflecting through the forest
Dancing with the leaves, across the hills
Whispering joyfully, kissing the stillness
With a kindness that is contagious
A kindness that the heart applauds
Kindness, an open door to the heart’s love
Her laughter is like the melodies
Angels playing sweet instruments
Softly, sweetly, soothing the spirit
With the echoes of enchanting songs
Gentle tunes, breathless wonder
Flowing across the silence with abiding
Peace, pouring out laughter, sincerity
Her joy is like the promise of grace
Raining down hope through the soul
Coloring the spirit in hues, vibrant and bold
Sensations so brilliant they astonish
Even the very wise and the strong, the powerful
Rays of a love too wonderful to describe
Love that is alive as the moon and the stars
Her embrace is like the soft touch of wind
Breathing its sighs across the hills,
Filling the heart with inspiration, visions
Pleasures so spontaneous and special
They feel like a silent prayer has been answered
With “absolutely” – you are blessed
You are sanctified by the grace of amazing faith
Her satisfaction is like release of dreams, free
From every burden of fear or doubt
Leaving you filled with courage that lasts
Daring that lifts you from the darkness
Into the shimmering sparkle of a light
Where your silhouette can conquer anything
Your dreams can become truth, reality
Her simplicity is like the beauty of a thought
Who encourages, inspires and enlightens
Her goodness, her confidence, the wisdom
That is like a life pouring out warmth, serenity
Flowing amid the promises of a creativity
Who believes and agrees to be heartened
By the feelings that stream from her soul
She is like God’s angel, His gift to His children
She is a mother, His revelation – His plan
No one on earth can be more lovely
She is irreplaceable – She is the reason I always say…
I am blessed more than anyone else I know
I am blessed with a mother who makes me feel…
Like I am her reason – her joy and her purpose
Thank God for my mother, the one who shines her light
Into my spirit, into my dreams, into my joy and into my feelings!
Written: October 1st 2023
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In the ocean of silence, I’m stunned
Astonish by its grandeur as I descend.
A comely curtain of conciliatory calm
Elapse the chaos, surreptitious and warm.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
A silence plummets, ambrosial all nearby.
Astonied hearts stand in solicitous awe.
A comely night implies her ethereal flaw.
Emollient whispers waft into the air.
Surreptitious secrets are shared with care.
Incipient stars start their gentle wafture,
Surreal leaves create a ripple in nature.
Mellifluous melodies mend meteoric might,
Fugacious flimsies that fizzle out of a fight
Gossamer moonbeams cast their diaphanous glow,
Creating an aura of silence, tranquility, and bestow.
Ineffable fairness, fiercely feisty, not frigid,
The break of dawn silenced, as if timid.
Saturnine secrets shrank in secrecy.
Stupendous silence slides, sinewy spree.
Lull launders, looping the limp land,
As warblers start with a duteous band,
Sullen clouds gather, ominous and dark.
Yet awestruck hearts find solace in calm remarks.
Reassuringly, the heavy silence lingers.
Dour faces are glum, yet prudent fingers
Guide the oxymoron of emotions that flow,
Glowering and divine in their quiet glow
In the gloomy hush, discretion gleans hold,
As discerning minds decry peace in the fold,
The prudent ones, with a discreet glance,
Understand the power of silence dance.
Glum faces settle in quiet repose.
Views deepen, and worries dispose
Astounded by stillness, they are in awe.
Of absolute peace that stillness can draw.
Awestricken by the amorphous depth it brings,
They decry solace in the lull that silence sings.
A curtain of calm tumbles, amazed and serene.
As the amorphous depth of quiet is felt and seen.
Inauspicious cruxes balmily soothe fears.
As diaphanous whispers softly, quell tears.
Hinky hearts hearkens a hypothesis behind,
A voice uttered, "Love silence will never hide".
No query or qualm can squeal this bond.
Silence is where my peace is dulcet fond.
In the hushed embrace of the twilight sky,
Silence reigns, and my love will never die.
Hit by the blow of palm in my head I rise so I can't be driven yet sobbing from the door I hear, but I just want to stand my dear.
Bold and firm I rise, carrying the bags of my past storing them to the deepest part of heart, wrapping them with barbwires so it won't be easily knocked out.
Forgetting the past I packed, I move to the horizon where the shining sun rise. Strengthen by the child in my hand walking forward with a close heart for every man I get to sight.
Then sudden breeze of fall winter came bringing chills to my every flesh and hoping, praying for someone to be her to wrap me in and the child in my hand with a warm embrace.
At that moment you came, standing and offering arms to be wrap in. As you wrap your arms, I suddenly notice you were restoring the past I have, even though spilling of blood is present in your palm just to untie the barbwires I have in mine. And you wrap me and the child in my arms with warm blood due to the i have.
Astonish is the I have to describe you my cutest knight. You accept me in with the luggages I have brought in. The past I have was now restored and best, 'twas changed with your every single smile.
But this should be stop! 'Coz from the moment you try to wipe the tears, I notice a cold wrapping piece you have - one of your finger has a ring!
Oh how I wish that ring was ours. Sealing our love with vows and kissing each other under the light of the stars.
I want to get out and just hug the child in my hand, but with your might you embrace me with your lips and vowed that we will never grow apart for the ring will be changed with - OURS.
But oh please stop! I dont wan't to take another poison that will make me numb. I know you know how deep is my affection to you my bravest knight, but I don't want to live in a world where every one is killing me with their every single sight.
And so again, moving forward is the only thing to have, with a tune of sobbing heart, then, I pause... waiting and praying for arms to hold me in... but as I bow my head I notice the sweet smile of the child in my hand. I move forward now not with a sobbing heart, but with a gleeful smile for every man I get to sight.
"See, I have set before you today life and good, death and evil,
in that I command you today to love the Lord your God, to walk in His ways, and to keep His commandments, His statutes, and His judgments, that you may live and multiply; and the Lord your God will bless you in the land which you go to possess.
Deuteronomy 30: 15-6
When peaceful people hear the truth ,
Clap their hands and say" thank you Lord"
It pleases the heavens.
Why God put life and death, good and evil
and told people to keep his commandments
Statutes and judgements?
God always wishes good for his people daily
But some of them continue to walk in wrong ways,
which are their rebellious choices.
breaking God's commandments,
it is opposing Him.
Some people were visited by God
through dreams and visions and He warned them
many times about their wrong ways
but they ignored Him
and ended up facing some consequences
in their lives.
When a person claiming to love God
in one hand and opposing Him in other hand,
he" she" putting his "her"life in an open danger.
And an highway shall be there, and a way, and it shall be called The way of holiness; the unclean shall not pass over it; but it shall be for those: the wayfaring men, though fools, shall not err therein. No lion shall be there, nor any ravenous beast shall go up thereon, it shall not be found there; but the redeemed shall walk there.
Bible quote, Isaiah 35:8-9
Jehovah is very wise reason why He reminded
many people about His rules to walk
in the Holy Way to heaven.
Some very intelligent people can neglect
those simple rules to walk in the Holy Way
and respect the roads ( rules) signs
to avoid accidents.
What can astonish on earth is to see how many folks
find simple to memorize hundreds
of worldly roads rules
and find hard to maintain few rules
to walk in the Holy Way.
Someone can call himself " herself " holy
while he " she "is not.
Physical eyes can not identify a holy person
Unless God opens spiritual eyes of some people
to see some fake and real identities.
It is easy to be holy in God's eyes
by following His instructions.
July 26/2023
Forgive me my dearest friend please, I remember the days with your intimacy,
Our bond is demolished by Covid -19 disease, I always attract by your words of funny.
We play cricket in the park street on Sunday, Broken the glass of the opposite house door, You're scolded by the aunty for the silly play, And we have concentrated only on score.
I feel your strong feeling of friendship and love, It creates a bond based on trust and sacrifice, You're much nourished feelings like a dove I can't buy your love by any sort of price.
I astonish by your character and traits, You're very junior in age than me, Treat me just like good classmates, Always you're circling me like a busy bee.
Is it one of the worst days in my life?, Alas, You're admitted in Global hospital, I can't bear to injure your body by knife, And you forget to think about me a little.
I can't able to attend even your funeral, Virus drives away me not to see your body and soul,
Your demise make my heart very painful, Rebirth with you as a sibling is my goal.
To access the house there was a slight slope from the sidewalk, the door was in the gap under the stairs that led to the upper floor, behind that building was the vegetable garden with lettuces planted under the clothesline where they spread sheets avoiding stepping on the seedlings, five rows of five meters, sure that if you dug there, among the greens, you would reach the other side of the world, china, in huangshi, this is every boy's insular dream, despising rocky core and lava, the imagination fertilized by the archaic atlas affixed to the blackboard on the wooden platform where she, the second mother, professed and extolled the virtues of knowledge for we the donkeys, mere ears outlined in good carpentry desks, shivering in the cold of poverty that forced to wear inadequate clothes, the hexagonal pencil between index, thumb and middle finger, outside the usual six degrees stoning through the fog, well behaved boys and girls, afraid to even ask to go to the bathroom, if you walk and you think about the fact that you are walking, the legs get in the way and lead to the fall, better than the neurons cadence the steps, like a plane that goes on automatic and lands squeaking on the ground, feeling of confident surrender, you lie down and don't remember that may not wake up, unless you, being a child, ask the nanny what death is, she replies that it is when the heart stops working and scared you fall asleep with your hand on the chest, the sound box roars, what astonish is the little white coffin in the living room, brother boy with only four years old, smell of pine from the tree uprooted by the lake, colored balls reflect in the dead pale face, there are no presents but the bells toll and this another noise is from a machine sewing, complements the budget says the first mother with less beautiful but maternal words, she needs to work while her son faces the hades, the coffin will leave for chapel 1 of the mortuary at nine o'clock in the morning, part of the small town is silent and cries, another part plays toys received, christmas.
The earth dried and withered. Rivers turned into desert, flowing springs into
thirsty ground and fruitful land into a valley of salt. The world languished, and the
people lay in dust as the land trembled. It was shaken like a hut in the wind and
torn open. Great structures crumbled into heaps. The vine was, also, cut down
by lightning and was burned in the fire and quaking.
There was no more trumpets sounding; the straight trumpet was no more
seen in this dry and weary land, where no water was; souls thirsted in anguish.
Flesh longed. Voices cried out,
“We have seen desperate times’ hard things that astonish us, and
we reel as those who drink wine and stagger.”
Even the merrymakers groaned for the new wine that had dried up in its
bottles; therefore, in dust and ashes, this, they made their lament.
“Remember us, O Lord, and what has happened to us. Look upon
us and see our disgrace. Remember our devastation and have pity. Show forth
your mercy and forgive us, for we have reveled in gluttony and drunkenness and
turned everyone to his own way. We, now, see our destruction, that we are
slaves to folly, and, again, we turn to you. So turn us, O God of tender mercies.
Manifest your loving kindness, which is better than life, and show favor to your
land by restoring its fortunes.”
“Mend its fractures! Heal its breaches! Give us your aid, for the help
of man is worthless. He is vain, but you, our God, alone, make your face to shine
on us with salvation. Save us.”
“May the waters see you and writhe; may they convulse in fear. May
the clouds pour down water from you upper chambers, when you answer us out
of the secret place of thunder. Split the rocks so that the waters may gush and
flow abundantly as the seas, and out of the rocky crags cause you rain to stream
like rivers, yet, remember your faithful promise and give us a banner that we may
unfurl and display under the bow, and when the waters have subsided, bring
your vine up out of Egypt.”
Mind differs from the body.
creed of what we embody.
Start with phonetic rhymes
We learn to grasp algorithms.
How do they stay most-given?
A team, that is one-driven.
Does one's desire astonish?
Tell your brain to admonish.
A sneer on the mental brow
Appallingly booming blow.
Yes, you should follow this way.
Block each feasible pathway.
The body is sumptuous.
Warm at the pool alumnus.
Doesn't respond to mental bait?
Timing tools that might not wait.
Real truth lives in our minds.
We love looking for these kinds.
Someone else's nimbly leaping.
When daydreaming or showing
Tap a single rhythmic flare
Nicely made body and flair.
Youth seduced by its own wit.
Dyed mind slips out puzzle kit.
Intense male moot chittering
Had ample scorn, tittering.
That formed to smelt it anxious.
Let them nark what they cautious.
Let them each do as they please.
None of them came to a cease.
Until they met in the past.
As though it were for the last.
I'm watching Housemates.
Enter, discuss, and debate.
I can just watch them in awe.
Calm mind has cost me sorrow.
Complete a mental process.
Coupled with one's hidden progress
A quiet wait for game-start.
Clue that thinking must be smart.
A circle of live persons.
Anticipating reactions
Tense reactions preset dancing
How to strain when enhancing?
Look for life's necessity,
Needs love and austerity.
Focus beings on the soul.
How to live arty role.
If we grasp eternity.
Time and eons disunity.
One didn't equal the other.
We crave life touch void over.
Mind differs from the body.
creed of what we embody.
Start with phonetic rhymes
We learn to grasp algorithms.
Written: 09/01/2022
Sans Mind-Body Who Are We Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Checked by: HMS.COM
and Rhytmezone.com
JUEJU: 7 syllables every line
We started as friends,
you knew I had a man,
Trust for me was something foreign,
I won’t pretend,
but you stayed beside me,
told me you would never lie to me,
When all the drama,
started along with the mental trauma,
you was there to make me calmer,
you engulfed me like a warm sauna,
I need your loyalty, love me, hug me, show me
I need your loyalty, I only need you
to love me, Put no one above me,
just take me and hold me, just show me
I couldn’t stop my fall for you,
when I hit I would call to you,
made me feel safe and sound,
never imagined you’d mess around,
Reassured you took my darkness away,
vanquished fears kept my trust at bay,
love is affront jealousy injustice,
didn’t value what is speculative and corrupt,
precarious my love was as endless,
as the oceans in reality I was defenseless,
I told you, keep it direct and honest,
our happy home would astonish,
I need your loyalty, love me, hug me, show me
I need your loyalty, I only need you to love me,
Put no one above me, just take me,
and hold me, just show me
I only wanted to be cradled in your arms
and be close to you,
with strokes of sublime oratory,
of how our life was the perfect story,
the fight to keep “us” being mandatory,
do you understand this was our plan, damn
if you love me then show me,
baby come on only you know me,
our love’s perfect, you didn’t owe me,
you started treating me like your homey,
only you are for me,
I need you to love me slowly,
Remember what you meant to me,
please don’t ever forget me,
baby I just need your loyalty
All I want is your loyalty,
trust me, need me, give into me,
All I want is your loyalty,
kiss me, bathe me, put your all into me,
the big chock in life , It is when you meet some successful folks who cry from years and you don't know their hidden problems.
Quote by poet
How many years,
good visionaries don't count years
in their journeys.
when a person understands
His " her" good lines,
it is very difficult he " she" misleads
or being misleading.
How many years,
Years are simple numbers to always
ignore in strong missions.
determination to reach the pic is always
a secret language of a good visionary,
who focus on the good target
which will benefit
millions of folks.
no matter billions of challenges
lights always shine in the long journeys.
How many years,
Some people with happy face , look like smiling from years because of free breaths of living.
Yoh!some billionaires with angry faces ,
look like crying from many years while sleeping on money.
Who can believe this?
Yoh! That phenomena
which can astonish a person in coma.
player victims always
cry to silence the real victims in scenes
Yes, Yes, Yes,
as they got much money to speak dumb language
at some police stations and courts. victim players easily
get different media covers
due more lies.
How many years,
good visionaries don't count years
in their journeys.
failure is not an option to wish in the future
No matter how millions red blocks
were put in the middle of the journey.