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Mysteriousness and sacredness
Wished words, universes, wanted new lives
Serial lives, never-ending infinity of desire
I need this life, I want this life, in my heart
I want to do it, the mystery, and the real light
The only one, the living sacredness of life
Here is not a tale of the mysterious kind
In the human world, this is just a movie of the fantasy mind
This is the secret of life, just believe me, oh life
I know the truth. I know that. The fantasy is real life
We are just living in our minds. Collectively, this is sick blind
Yes. We are blind. Open your wings, and just fly, and fly
In the space, in the sky, and find your new life in heaven
Heaven is the true world, not just a religious desire
Jesus said, “In my Father’s house are many rooms.”
“This is the reality. All the words are true”, Satan said
Heavens. Universes. And Mysteriousness Sacredness is
The atmospheres of those planets
This is the reality
Everybody is a saint
If will arrive there
Through restless decades I have tried to learn,
From journeys more mute than ready to teach,
Sifting through grains of sand of no concern,
Looking for truths clouded by half-truths’ siege.
Days fill with bustle when I’m keen to delve;
Not enough is gleaned, though I have inquired,
Save some blinkered thoughts of love, life and self,
Of this odyssey, oft the mind has tired.
With narrowed eyes I have tried to behold,
A clear sight of me and the whole true world,
Till one day I found I am grey and old,
And not half the wisdom has yet unfurled.
Long ago I came, a searcher at heart,
In a light incomplete I shall depart.
Anger never comes against this true world
Never cry for failure past or present
Like the nature I'm free bird all over
Sun rises and night comes for the next day
In this world I live in my alone thought
No start, no end I keep in life baskets
Like the flowing river it passes all
Since birth I'm slight talker as usual
All are here even the heaven and hell
Holy wine, divine whore and lustful boy
Judgement day, punishment, free from guilty
Only matured time the true convener
Waiting patience the recycling portrait
Everything moves through ecliptic rebirth
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she could not handle the truth
easier to live a lie
just the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth
does it still exist
when none believe reality its still truth
if all believe lies they are still falsehoods
authenticity captures facts that exist
cold hard facts metaphorically speaking
how do I substantiate its actual
is there a magic formular to follow
do I trust my instinct can it be misled
if its verisimilitude can I trust
being lifelike cannot be the whole answer
fakes can seem more actual than authentic
verifying requires a masters degree
some anomalies are true world or true life
says true fruit would they put fake fruit in the can
corporeality surely must exist
a physical body a truthful being
must be believed actual
I’m twisted
into submission;
admission
to true world
of imaginary breeze
and coconut salt.
I’m a seed,
slipping into sand,
letting go.
The wild sea’s
crest and trough didn’t swallow me,
silence me - my thoughts.
Roots, a muse -
rest and recreate;
drudge baggage
ditched at shore.
The dunes spoil me with their grit
and pink hydrangeas.
Sunglasses
recover my eyes;
sunburn writhes
on my skull.
Hair in free fall, snarled and damp,
like anemones.
An assault
of coconut breeze
in true world;
admission
into twisted submission
of relaxing waves.
The sunspots
of Summer outbreak.
I bring pail
and shovel.
I shore up castle, today,
midst whirlpool of moat.
The true world
tries to interfere,
as I splash
cruel eyes.
My hands and feet completely
disappear…left - write!
Little boy on the verge of manhood.
Anger and frustration.
Filled with animosity.
Thinks he know the true world;
Believes the lies and propaganda.
Never experienced real life.
Small town boy raging against a big nation.
Words spoken in a vacuum
Falling flat on the floor
Finding no air to waft
To listening ears.
Lashing out at fire, hitting nothing,
Feeding the fire in his mind.
Smoke rolls out as he speaks
And vanishes into the night.
Little boy coming into his own
Trying to find his way.
Needs a light in the night to guide him.
Fireflies sparkle and fade away.
The only light, the fire in his soul,
Fueled by half-truths and speculation.
I once was of the darkness, the turmoil from within,
the shadows of a haunted past, as memories begin.
To go back and relive all the torment and pain,
to leave behind a world where, there is no gain.
To find the true you, that only by the fires, refines,
to break the chains, that held you in your confines.
To set free, from darkness in the hearts,
to show the way, that’s played by both parts.
To except us, as we are, both shadow and light,
to keep our shadows at our feet, is our true fight.
To be giver of life, that we ourselves may live,
love, peace, and compassion we give.
When two worlds stands out like night and day,
now you know that you have found your way.
A world full of light, a true world can we see,
as now we know, exactly who we be.
A stranger she was
Crown princess might be.
She might be some Arabic girl or ajmi girl.
Was it fate or
Was it destiny
That made us meet?
Although never face to face
I see in her amazing grace.
Swiftly she moves
To the rhythm of life.
People trying to bring her down
But she won't bow
To the undeserving.
She is having strong solid character & strong God Fearing personality.
She is beautiful.
Ready to fight the world,
In she will come
Like a whirl.
Assurance is what she needs
And assurance I will give.
"Love, don't be sorry"
Said I to her,
And poured my heart out
Through these words.
I hope she realizes
The strength within,
The power to face the world
And not beat herself up.
Cruelty never dies
It's omnipresent.
But she can conquer the galaxies
If she wants.
I believe in her with all my heart and soul.
Nothing comes above
Time Proved that She have power to conquer the whole universe
She rock my true world of imaginary princess.
She lived and enjoyed the life of her present time.
She wanted to make her future so much bright.
She wanted to love someone and wanted to be loved by someone,
I will forever be with her
She is my only love
She is my only best friend.
An everlasting true soulmate crown princess might be.
When i will hold her hands with love,care and my true love feelings for her.
She definately hold my hands and close her eyes till the last destination of
Our true love.
True soulmate of yours always come in your life
Just wait for right time for the right person.
He will hold you up,when you can’t stand,
He will wipe away your tear when you cry,
And he will definitely fight for you when you
Give up.
And he will love you
Forever and Always.
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran.