No Silence …
Often long legacies
gets tainted by few,
as their motives
are stronger than
their own business.
Yet, their deafening gossips
makes room to cause,
pain in the ears and heart.
However, judging-one (Curator)
gets blindfolded by the facts,
and, let you pay through the nose.
By no means yourself can
stand for Litmus test,
until you break the silence,
as the damage from other end
gets unstoppable!!!
A CHILD’S TEDDY BEAR
Once selected off the store shelf.
with both love and care…
it takes its place among the family
when it becomes a child’s teddy bear.
Immediately the child and the bear connect
and the parents soon become aware
how the two of them are inseparable…
the child and his teddy bear.
But a child grows up…a teddy bear does not,
and though it seems unkind,
a growing child finds other things to love,
and leaves the teddy bear behind.
But the teddy bear is ever vigilant,
he waits patiently night and day,
for one more moment with the child he once knew…
one more chance to play.
And every now and then the teddy bear is picked up,
“I miss you!” the the child inside the grown-up concedes.
and the teddy bear once again feels joy…
for love is all he ever needs.
And so I wonder:
When we want to learn of patience,
of dedication, of love and joy and what it means to share…
perhaps we need to look no further
than on the face of a child’s teddy bear.
I see,
I watch.
I hear,
I listen.
I sniff,
I smell.
I stay,
I stand.
This is the life I live,
I do not move and I do not talk,
Yet I know more about this world
Than you could ever imagine.
I’ve seen heartbreak and despair,
I’ve seen love and rejoice.
But most of all I have seen you,
All of you walking by,
Living your busy lives,
Doing your busy things,
Never stopping to say hi.
It is okay,
I am not offended,
Although I would like to be noticed,
I am fine just being here,
Sitting,
Waiting,
Watching,
Wondering.
I speak my mind.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I bear you my soul.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe that all beings and
life forms are all the same,
and different,
at the same time,
and that we are slowly losing
our connection to this concept
as a species, and it is destroying us.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
I believe there is a sanctity
that lies within each individual,
every animal,
every life form.
Don't like it?
Too bad.
Don't like my
style of self-expression?
My authenticity?
My 'attitude'?
My disgust with closed-minded people?
My honesty?
My truth?
It's just plain too bad.
I love yours, and I hope
one day we can meet halfway.
4:20 PM 6/28/2013
©
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zIW8qDPhos
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Love is on its way
Through the years love has come and gone;
at times just grazed my heart-
But I know love is on its way!
Beautiful smiles I’ve met, honey colored eyes,
with suckling lips; after a date or two they
become strangers again-
But I know love is on its way!
At times I wonder what I’ve done wrong, maybe
said. To still be alone, lonely at heart-
But I know love is on its way!
Love is the pain of rejection, the knot in my
stomach, the heart ache, and cries of lament I’ve
shed-
But I know love is on its way!
Never had a high school sweetheart, yet many
sweet hearts have crossed my way, none have
stayed-
But I know love is on its way!
Ladies I dated are now married woman with
families; it’s hard not to think,
“That could’ve been me.”
But I know love is on its way!
Once, I fell truly in love, gave her my heart
and her daughter the world; she inspired many
love poems into sadness-
But I know true love is on its way!
Time and love don’t coexist neither does war
and peace; the time may be right, the lover
wrong-
But I know love is on its way!
The heart is still single, no children to sing too,
or a lady to make my wife and start a family-
But I know love is on its way!
I believe in destiny, reason for every action.
When you least expect it love is knocking at
your door-
I know love is on its way!
There’s a lady out there just like me, who’s
been through the ups and downs of love and
hate; patiently waiting, knowing –
Love is here!
To the other side of the veil is the reprieve,
To be seen only through a multifaceted sheen
Whose wisdom can only be perceived
By he who understands it's worth
Within the populous' array of dreams.
To walk alone in silent wonder, seeking,
Meek, in humble consent, harkening with clarity,
Not to awaken a misgiving or a calamity,
The veil once lifted, intrepidation and waiting cease,
The joiner exposed, understanding it's crosspiece.
6:07 PM 4/27/2013 ©
the shadow casts
but a transparent
veil over the eyes
of shrewd solidity,
and yet, it's very
presence creates
more of the same,
and without each
other, each will
wane, no matter what
beauty is seen
within the splendor
of this syzygy,
it is but a dream
in the Eye of Odin
until together they
arrive at the
juncture in
synergy, and
affront the
hands of time.
3:36 PM 4/27/2013 ©
Realities twisted, lying through your every day lives, seeping in your eyes...
fusion in their very own true colors...
our skin is dead.. the heart is greatest the vessel.
my brain is on overload.. nothing stays in tune.
Forever packaged in your box of perfect calamity. misery hate's herself, but loves her company..
shadowed by death & the light is to conceal the darkness.
water flows inside us, like our waves of emotions..
Ocean of life, the constant misty rain to trickle despair,
the sand to hold us together & bury the fear sunken beneath it..
I won't ever know if you really love me.
Your mind is almost always ingested with shit.. & then you go & feed it.
although fantasy is my favorite belief, I don't want to be the plaque on your mildly yellowed teeth..
I don't want to be that needle in your arm...
I do wish I could free you from "your reality" of pain..
i'd like to take you on an adventure far away with me.. somewhere we'd both be free.
because in the end I think I know I can ignore & re-create parts of reality to where I need it to be.
I hope one day you'll be able to comprehend that state of freedom mentally..
I don't expect automatic acceptance. I know everything is a test..
sometimes, or for the most part, it could make everything seem worthless..
I try my best not to fall on my face.. I live for spiritual feat.
but if what I live for isn't on this earth too, then why is my body here to begin with...?
I feel physically unnecessary.
everything here now just ends up what used to be... i'm not sure if it mean's anything to me..
I miss so many people every second, every passing day... it's like each day is a bigger loss then the one before.
but I guess the soul could just be a gaping black empty growing hole..
Don't get me wrong. I entrust positivity.. but this pain is buried within my identity.
a lot of the time when you'll try so hard to fly... you will end up falling..