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Mysteries into mysterious
The thought just makes one curious
History having accounts within its own log
The wonders through the creation of the seas
1871 was a year when cargo ships would sail through unchartered waters of LAST CHANCE ALLEY would often disappear
The crews were never found
Some say the Devil would be aboard their ships
But there is no record of witnesses who can contest to that
All you hear and feel are the sea breezes
Many ships dare not to go through Last Chance Alley fearing that their ship would be loss and never be seen again
Captains and crews heard stories about Last Chance Alley, but feel the name should be changed to PROHIBITED ALLEY
Mysterious doesn’t make it obvious
Once mystery still a mystery
History has stated the Devil being disgusted as a monster aboard all the previous downed ships
One would think the many storms feeling like a monster itself
Imaginations gone wild
Some see Fishy ship tale being folktale
Perhaps it surrounds too much ale
Yet many ships have disappeared without any findings or known abouts
What’s the reason, and why no investigations out?
Unknowns still uncertain
A torn curtain with splits could be a beware
Was it the sea or storms themselves being lies of the Devil Sea?
We can only guess the many assumptions being nothing conclusive
Only suggestive
The Devil’s revenge
Myth or theory?
We will never know
We don’t know what is happening below
Maneuver your mind and continue to wonder
Devil Sea with an evil approach
Madness and controlling
Fulfilling in offsetting
Is this sky the utmost limit as many say?
To go above it, there should be another way.
If one fears the ocean, how could he sail through it?
Trust is a must if one wills, from life not to quit.
If health is true wealth - should one neglect one's physique?
Training of mind and body is the true technique.
Is depression causing anxious desperateness?
Track your travels through ethical connectedness.
Is emptiness filling you? Loneliness frightens?
Target your mind toward God, when despair heightens.
26 August 2022
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The Sun
The sun gives warmth
But it doesn't care how I fare
And sometimes
It burns too bright
And causes a blight
And the plight causes fright
On nauseous nights
On these streets where the homeless fight
With the might of knights
Their souls are for sale on kites
As they sail through such great heights
Their sights set on new horizons
Their eyes on the prize
Because this land defies all logic
The sun gives warmth
But it doesn't share nor care
All I get are glares
And nobody spares me
From knife wound tears
And what scares me the most
Is how I can stare
Into the abyss and not miss
The kiss of the sun
Nor the hiss of my burning flesh
And if you get the gist
Maybe you'll lower your fist
And pass your pissed off aggression
To those who spread oppression
I am the brave sailor
My crew mates, friends,
Clothed in sorrow
Like lost children
Following the nearest stranger home
I lead them with my heart
As we sail through the masses
Of our duly colored peers
But the captain of a ship
Isn’t the best navigator
I feel the pull of the crowd
As I lose myself to the bleak
And leave my crew to drown
In the waters of self pity and despair
I leave them to the gray
A monster lurks, waiting for it’s prey
To snap the souls of the peaceful
To steal the fire from the fierce
To squander and squeeze the hope out of the dreamers
To make us all obey, all conform
I was their captain
The peaceful, the fierce, the dreamers
They were my crew
Now they blend into the others
Now they all obey, all conform
I found a new one
A peaceful person
A fierce person
A dreamer
But most importantly
I found a navigator
I am the captain
Who saves lost souls from drowning
In the waters of the dark and dull
They are my navigator
Who steers us to the next lost child
I am the brave sailor
My crew mates, friends
Bulging with light
Like the moon
Through the saltwater of the night
The Call of Peace:
Together For Peace:
Exercise AMAN 2024:
O call of Duty call of Peace
We are here.We are here.
O earth beloved all of Peace.
We are here.We are here.
No matter what we call it so,
As all the Oceans paint in Blue.
We sail through the tide of Love.
We know the Dream of Peace is true.
The deepest of the truths we seek
Come share the knowledge of the known
O warmth blessing you live long
Leave hate forever all alone
No matter what we call it so,
As all the Oceans paint in Blue.
We sail through the tide
of Love.
We know the Dream of Peace is true.
This hour of our togetherness
Soul of Such moment is Noble.
Whisper of truth is unison
These chanting echoes are global.
No matter what we call it so,
As all the Oceans paint in Blue.
We sail through the tide of Love.
We know the Dream of Peace is true.
By Aliza Mukhtiar
I’m a falcon seamlessly driven
I can flex and torque
My tapered wings flap like a hawk
Flight feathers long and slender like a ballerina
I’m vicious like bird of prey hunting with eyes
But I’m not like others in my tribe
I would rather burn my feathers like a fireball in the sun
Or sail through the blue unknown
But never kill another anyone like my merlin friends
I want to break away like tenacious winds
Fastest as it can be
My faith flutters my winglets strong
May I be outcast or deprived
But let my spirits soar high
Let me reach the heaven of prayers
My partial me reprimands I will
Down below my falcon lineage will see me through
Later as a fossil in time
But right now I just want to fly like ashes in the golden yellow sky.
Roll up, roll up for 'Body Floss',
it's brand new on the shelves,
we've tried it and like it so much
we use it on ourselves,
It's compact and affordable
may I point out at this junction
that it comes in different colours and
performs some different functions.
Apart from dental use where it will clear out
meal remains,
you can shove it up your backside and it
will help unblock your drains.
Push it through one ear, through your head
from other side, pull out,
it wipes out nasty memories,
and those old lingering doubts.
Absorbed into your bloodstream
through your gut and it will start
to sail through your Aorta and mend any broken hearts.
Please make sure before using these
products you inspect 'em,
especially if the last time used was
somewhere up your rectum.
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March 19th 2018
It is my wish cheerful wish
To sail through rivers of hope,
Beyond mountains with beguiling smile
Deep in the oceans of passions
To sense clearly what beauty is all about;
I will sail further than my limitations,
To see beauty in the frontline
And inhale that friendly fresh air
Purified with flowers of happiness;
So with passion continuing in my dreams,
I shall climb those mountains
Learn to use my wings like an eagle,
To reach top of the uppermost,
A place where no one ever will;
May be when I'm up there,
My prayer will be heard,
I will smile and look down with charity
Raise my arms and appreciate
While singing the glorifying song
(Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 80)
I have avoid many a problem
My own way painting lines of poem
None solved or boost my morale
I just ended up being a chorale
But You; oh Lord, when You are here
My low self esteem saddened and disappear
Arrogance has filled the emptiness
Pride has always cause clumsiness
Self worth has never been of value
Challenges are to me impromptu
But You; oh Jehovah, when You show
My focus beats its best reality to grow
Many certainly don't want to fall
Some honorary adhere to its call
Attitudinal ego may not be of pride
If it turns out to fix right every tide
But You; oh God, when You give a hand
My doubts couldn't convincingly stand
Few wish but couldn't stand right
Others whose strength bear the fight
Can't conquer the least in their efforts
For on it they solely depend in comforts
But You; oh Alpha and Omega, when You hint
My mind; its influences, cautions imprint
Unseen is for compliment so nasty
Seen is weak more like a rhinoplasty
Everyone is just different in grace
To sail through huddles of time cum race
But You; oh Trinity, when You shed radiance
My heart retreats all pleasing deviance
The debt is settled on the cross
In the grave, the battle is won -- bye loss
Getting the home prepared for every guest
Training work and faith to the time of rest
Yes You; oh Jesus, when You shall tell
My ears the earthly story, let me be off hell.
Amen!
The end of an era has come and gone
Right before our eyes;
With the man who first stepped on the moon
Having said his last goodbyes.
While tens of thousands of engineers,
Scientists and lovers of space
Helped lift him up and get him there,
No one else can take his place.
From his childhood to the final countdown;
Separation to “The Eagle has landed,”
There was something unique about Neil Armstrong
Who never once felt lost or stranded.
While planting America’s Stars and Stripes
And walking in lunar dust,
Not hardly for himself alone
But for every one of us.
Seemingly, so long ago
But then again, not long at all;
America never felt so good
And we all walked ten feet tall.
When Neil returned
The fires burned inside our homes and hearts;
As the promise of a new age dawned
We believed in a brand new start.
From earth to sky we’d learned to fly
And Neil Armstrong took us there;
First of his kind to sail through time
And walk where no one else dared.
The end of an era has come at last
As time and history march on;
And some men’s marks are made to last
Not least of all, Neil Armstrong’s.