I try to tell myself
as often as possible that
I know nothing
you see, then there is
always open to learn
I see nothing
so my eyes must stay
sharp
I hear nothing
so I listen
even into the silence
I am never there
so time should not be
wasted
keep trying to prove
my love
appreciated by those
who also hold me dear
,,Another day, another luck",
I said to my dad with swollen water my eyes sucked,
,,Another day, another fun",
He countered with a gentle smile,
without rushing anything.
,, sh7t dad"
,,Don't say sh..
Always say: ,,What a pity"
Even though his sentence was short, he once said:
,,You see.
I am sorry that you guys need to live on to your teenage years depressing.
We lived in a poor country, in the past there were all silly dudes you know from school, cousins, teachers as your bestfriend and grandma and grandpa.
Always all together.
The better or rich life how you guys call it is saddend.
When we were young?
I and my friends set tires on fire."
,,What? And the police?"
,,Police? They didn't came in one minute.
We ran away like mice.
We were young and had alot of strength within us.
Or the amount of money we stolen from playing with tying up the laces through the Bags and slowly pulling them our way.
We waited till they tried to chase.
You guys now call it criminal.
We called it playing with dumb."
he keeps saying it's
gonna
be a bumpy ride
but that's life
and all these spin-offs
about juggernauts
space fairies
and
helmets with no chin straps
riding in his
space cow
across the galaxy
i'm considering a chin-strap-beard
we are
one tonight
i explain to the human geography teacher
in the lounge
that i am a completionist
i don't just
watch some episodes, but finish the lot
he counters, "did you see every episode
of duck tales?"
the man is mad
There is a boy called Rick
who who took to hurling; with bricks'
He let loose with a low'un,
It looked like it was throw'un
And knocked pastor down into the c'rick.'
The pastor fell backward right in'
He never, had learn't quite how to swim'
He sat on his behind,
and thought wasThis a sign,
that some heathen Had targeted him?
He attempted to climb up the bank
Thinking I'd better try stopping this crank'
As he got to the top,
a girt blooming rock'
Hit him straight in the chapter and verse
Some money spilled out of that purse,
Not too thrilled And now feeling much worse,
He let out a prayer
Asking everyone there
If there was a nearby; district nurse?
Change what you did,
and I’ll change how I feel
You can’t change forever
denying what’s real
The fly’s in the ointment,
the die has been cast
This moment endemic
—predestined to last
(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)
The man in a hurry does everything fast
Make him slow down, his verve will not last
The slowpoke takes his time, he's in no special rush
Tell him 'Speed up,' and his spirit you'll crush
Man's nature early on, in cement is set
Nothing will change it, not even a threat
You are truth in me
Palette, color and canvas
Give painting springtime
Fagun has set in
Youthful all around garden
Cause you're near by me
Flowering hands, smile
Poetic lips, poetry
And you divine gift
Today eyes give birth
Virginity of pure love
In the shore of heart
-February 13, 2020 Chattogram
If theres one thing i know
That's set in stone
Is that you can't be
Everything
To everyone you know
So just be you
If their expectin more
It's time to let them go
beyond the summer sunrise,
the tender touch of blue reflecting in your eyes
- from heavenly skies
the wind- whispering again, through my hair-
along clouds of marshmallow cream,
it’s like a dream
love being an echo,
around every moment and sensation i know,
calling and falling everywhere
emotions are set in motion,
with depth and devotion
~ tender moments ~
The Set out of the days light
Comes the Set in of Darkness
A resting time for day workers like me
Cool, calm part of the day
The Set in of sweet dreams or nightmare.
Dead tree branches
Knocking the window
Feels like am being watched
Haunted house and creaking sound of the wooden door.
What a scary part of the day,
Crys if little children
The mourns of awaken parent desperate for sleep
The Set out of the sun
Brings up the Set in of Darkness
Scared and desperate for the days light
Set out for star gazing
The kissing of couples
The crying of children
The hooting of owls
The howling of wolf's
The chirping sound of the crecket
The squeaking sound of the mice
The roaring of the lions
The barking of the dogs
The siren of police cars
Seems like an high chase
Predictors set in
Preys set out
Watch not your back
But every where u stand
Someone or something is out to get me
The Set in of Darkness
Ten things set in stone,ten gifts of love from a father to his own,ten guidposts along life's road,ten points of light in the night,ten ways to know wrong from right,ten principles to follow,ten to share,ten things to bring you closer to he whom is always their,ten ways to go wrong,ten ways to go right,ten ways to know ones only chance at life is with the holy son,he who has come to fulfill not destroy,for you to go to your knees in repentance a broken soul,then to rise up clean and knew filled with peace,love,and joy.Ten things setu in stone.
Limestone is a funny rock
it’s hard, and rough, and green,
but years of pressure on this stone
make changes most supreme.
Marble appears, quite rough to touch,
but cut and polished bare,
it then becomes most beautiful
of all the rocks we share.
Engravers, then they set to work,
most skilful at their art
and make this stone a record
of the best we hold to heart.
On plaques and gravestones, memories kept,
for all who come to see,
this noble stone will carry forth
mankinds’ long family tree.
Ivor G Davies
When you set a clock time doesn't stop. The minutes are constantly passing, life steadily evolving, but I am set in my ways!
Counting down the days, growing old and gray, wondering who shall take our place someday, but I am set in my ways.
Spring ahead, fall back, sunny skies, molten rocks, winter and summer come and go just the same as rain and snow, but I am set in my ways!
I often wonder why some people are caught in a tunnel, not living life, or feeling alive, but whose life is very hollow, but I am set in my ways.
If you set a clock, time will keep moving. You can sit down your whole life, while your body is growing. You can set your mind to something and the world is constantly changing, but I am set in my ways!
Mirror, mirror on my wall, I'm set this way, please do not fall
For I am set in my ways.
Standing here at the crossroads
I can't help but to feel a little apprehensive
About which path I should take but I just
Can’t stand here after many mountains, valleys
And rivers crossed. I guess it's just a leap of
Faith I'll have to take now where as in the past
You may of held me back...I'm no longer the
Person I used to be, believe you me!
I've come to embrace the future without fearing
Tomorrow 'cuz I realize now I will survive until
I am no more and nothing is set in Stone, be it
Love or war!
Everything is in transit, constantly changing
Each and every minute of each and every day,
I just have to remind myself from time to time
Joy is the absence of worry. It’s all in God's hands
Now and whatever will be will be!
When you learn to let go of yourself it only
Allows you to be what you may become.
Everything has a place and a time and no nothing,
NOTHING IS SET IN STONE!
Frivolous action,
begets random outcomes.
Heartache and despair ensue.
Reasoned action,
entails planned results.
Success ensues.
Heed your actions.
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