In a parallel world I'd be a british poet who cherish her english tea time, wears all lace and vintage and sleeps on a bed of buttercups
Saturday, October 22, 2011
10 Wonders of life (Part I: Appreciation)
Listen to the rain drops and let it washes your sins away
feel the warmth of the night but never with melancholy
close your eyes, let it be the end of the unpleasant day
pray to the Lord, with all his might and will's to take your soul peacefully
"I'm not proud of what I've done in this life."
as God gave me all what I need from grace
"live more, freely, I crave for a second chance."
silent in the night I shed the tears of a regret and of how my life was just a wasteon desire,
and lust that controlled the mind and drove me like some sort of a machine
it's the reason of what I've became
lost it all, my fortune, my faith and most importantly my love
Oh fade away my dreams, my all she owned the life of mine
She loved me when I am down to earth
she held me when I am in a bad health
she appreciated me, even when I am out of cash
Oh that lady; the queen of my life
the saddest man is what I am now,
how could I realize it that late "burst out crying"
she's forever gone
if the end could justifies the means, how could it?
it should be the end of life
but it never going to be my last
till I make a change of what's left
to God hear my voice in the night
and free me from this torment
running out of time, to go with my fate?
or live on those memories that'll keep hunting me till I lay in my grave
give me light, give me hope
a reason to live once more
I found her living in me
her sweet shiny smile
her lips were red as rose
beautiful soul she carried along, with the light on her face
I miss the whole of her embrace
her words; "and be true to me as I am to you." said she.
and what she brought to my day.
From laughter and peace
lots of love and grace
to me she'll remain here
a memory beneath these sheets with me of her warm body as if she still near
and her pleasant voice , Oh I can clearly hear
of her face; I see from far
but I rarely recall all of her
the way she talk and breath
I really miss you A'idah
learnt that we always leave the good apple and go for a cup of coffee
while the apple is a source of energy more than caffeine
but we tend to love the things that harm our bodies.
Remember; to appreciate what you've now before it vanishes.
The end
Friday, August 26, 2011
Between Spaces II
To the unknown I wrote
with passion and pleasure
explosion of feelings , it was an illustrate
'how much I treasure thee'
I kept on writing till dawn
of life and beyond, it's close no question
he wasn't like any other man
an Astronaut and I was a fan
walked on the golden sands
thankful of all God's graces
it makes me sad to live in this world! Where's hate, vanity and never ending wars
I dream of peace to warmth all hearts
with every passing moment
I aim for the best
to hope for tomorrow's deed to end with victory, he said 'it'll be alright'
but it's never alright to loose what kept my dreams alive, there was no comfort
the years passed and still I cry, I asked him 'let me grieve'
he gently replied 'never turn back'. But I disagree!
the past created me
I'll always recall the past of a tragic loss or a massive win; with a smile
was hard to believe I can finally see
'believe me! now I see'
I can see your charming smile
or your golden hair, oh my love I finally can see
I see the moon
or your beautiful eyes, 'you're a very handsome man'
he laughed 'Oh am I? Thank you my lady'. Surely he was not like any other man
I was proud of him, he walked like a champion
now I am sitting on my chair
I am aged and can't barely walk too far
he left years ago, and everyday I lived on his memory after
never forget him a second; he was my lifesaver.
with passion and pleasure
explosion of feelings , it was an illustrate
'how much I treasure thee'
I kept on writing till dawn
of life and beyond, it's close no question
he wasn't like any other man
an Astronaut and I was a fan
walked on the golden sands
thankful of all God's graces
it makes me sad to live in this world! Where's hate, vanity and never ending wars
I dream of peace to warmth all hearts
with every passing moment
I aim for the best
to hope for tomorrow's deed to end with victory, he said 'it'll be alright'
but it's never alright to loose what kept my dreams alive, there was no comfort
the years passed and still I cry, I asked him 'let me grieve'
he gently replied 'never turn back'. But I disagree!
the past created me
I'll always recall the past of a tragic loss or a massive win; with a smile
was hard to believe I can finally see
'believe me! now I see'
I can see your charming smile
or your golden hair, oh my love I finally can see
I see the moon
or your beautiful eyes, 'you're a very handsome man'
he laughed 'Oh am I? Thank you my lady'. Surely he was not like any other man
I was proud of him, he walked like a champion
now I am sitting on my chair
I am aged and can't barely walk too far
he left years ago, and everyday I lived on his memory after
never forget him a second; he was my lifesaver.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Between Spaces
To believe in the impossible
and feed the souls on hope
the only way to breath, live and love
he said: let your imagination be free
hight above the sky I lived, where dreams are ready to be true
but I wasn't able to see
only I felt you near me
your breath touches my face
oh pity! I never opened my eyes
guess am not among the braves
nor living near but between spaces
then I can see all the galaxies
once I had a dream, to catch the parides together
tomorrow will come in few and I'll be your mirror
to see through me; dear
and promise you I'll never shed a tear
I lay on your shoulder to see the sunset
and your hand upon my chest
to see or to dream, Oh sweet!!
time already fleet!!
sadly like a speed of light
Dear, if you could hear my beats
beneath my chest; it's monstrous
Ah how time is tedious!
got me standing on my toes
waiting till the end of time
and the body was found on the water surface
he regret a life time
remember my dear, nothing is immortal nor my love
Thursday, August 4, 2011
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part IV)
Warning: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Broken Vows), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
it's the last part of the tale and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Letting go of past memories is not easy
to be free; she asked to pray
and for her wounds to heal today
within minutes the door knocked; and it was Ray
He called her name
gently he held her hand and gave her some solace
she smiled and looked him in the eye
"should I be happy you came or be sad to be left alone?"
His pretty smile shined
he boded
hoping to my grieve must be ended
when I greeted
"Look at me Caroline"
and when I did, his eyes were filled with love
I nervously sat down and beneath I felt ire
knowing my love was just a waste
something in his eyes makes me melt
deep down the heart
I believe letting go must be dent
Ray confirmed ; "I shall hear your confession tonight!"
Oh Moy! I broke our vows but death was the dodge
and our love was another hopeless case
Ray wanted me to be his wife
to be the happiest among all; he assured me
He was ready to make a bound
leaving the past behind
Ray did the shroud
of Moy's body to be graved
In the middle of my disturbance
didn't know what to choose
let go of my love
or remain cold with this scare
My decision was difficult to make
I had to let it flee
among our self disgrace
prayed to the Lord to set me free
With Ray I start over
and him only; was my new lover
he said we will be sooner
and I was becoming a stabber
Moy was my master
of his cruelty "no man can have her"
he died and known as a lier
now I am a laugher
I have the life in my hands
and I said my little thanks
of fear God knows
my war of love was loss
And when I met him at the gate
he said; "you are late"
at dawn this feelings started to embrace
his wife I became and kissed me on the face
At his face I stared
looking smart he retorted
to spend on looking to him till the end
My Ray you controlled the mind; I said
He replayed; "I want to live in your heart"
I said; "you own my heart!"
there was no argument
that he was the one I want
His generously made me ask for what's been paid already
so far from being frightened or being unsteady
he gave all of his money
I said ;"am I talking primevally?"
He smiled at me
"all I wanted is have you all mine"
and he was the luckiest among every one else
he got the money and I was his fortune
But I was just a widow lived in poverty
been taking care of with generosity
and I was owned by Ray
like a diamond that is holy
Believe me I was
a unique lady to him I stays
he sees me from far and scared to asks
to love him with all my sensations
He was too gentle not a tear he ever shown
scarcely he looked at me with ostentation
prouder of me he owned
with his golden watch had no inclination
Yet at the sight he shed no tear
and with all beauty I appear
he said; "you blessed my day dear"
I smiled to say; "you are my beloved master"
I gave him youth and all he asked for
he gave me everything and that was stronger
his voice all I wanted to hear
reminded me of the days when I had fear
May the Lord save you even if you leave
his decision was made
I said" are you going to leave?"
his answer killed me
"don't linger like this, you decided to leave! Now go and don't come to me"
Well I forgive him of what he spent
but he promised to not be extravagant
he didn't want to see the light
and he said; "let it be plaint"
Now my story is done
and may God send us plenty of love
to keep us well and alive
till death shall end me before he is gone.
-the end-
it's the last part of the tale and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Letting go of past memories is not easy
to be free; she asked to pray
and for her wounds to heal today
within minutes the door knocked; and it was Ray
He called her name
gently he held her hand and gave her some solace
she smiled and looked him in the eye
"should I be happy you came or be sad to be left alone?"
His pretty smile shined
he boded
hoping to my grieve must be ended
when I greeted
"Look at me Caroline"
and when I did, his eyes were filled with love
I nervously sat down and beneath I felt ire
knowing my love was just a waste
something in his eyes makes me melt
deep down the heart
I believe letting go must be dent
Ray confirmed ; "I shall hear your confession tonight!"
Oh Moy! I broke our vows but death was the dodge
and our love was another hopeless case
Ray wanted me to be his wife
to be the happiest among all; he assured me
He was ready to make a bound
leaving the past behind
Ray did the shroud
of Moy's body to be graved
In the middle of my disturbance
didn't know what to choose
let go of my love
or remain cold with this scare
My decision was difficult to make
I had to let it flee
among our self disgrace
prayed to the Lord to set me free
With Ray I start over
and him only; was my new lover
he said we will be sooner
and I was becoming a stabber
Moy was my master
of his cruelty "no man can have her"
he died and known as a lier
now I am a laugher
I have the life in my hands
and I said my little thanks
of fear God knows
my war of love was loss
And when I met him at the gate
he said; "you are late"
at dawn this feelings started to embrace
his wife I became and kissed me on the face
At his face I stared
looking smart he retorted
to spend on looking to him till the end
My Ray you controlled the mind; I said
He replayed; "I want to live in your heart"
I said; "you own my heart!"
there was no argument
that he was the one I want
His generously made me ask for what's been paid already
so far from being frightened or being unsteady
he gave all of his money
I said ;"am I talking primevally?"
He smiled at me
"all I wanted is have you all mine"
and he was the luckiest among every one else
he got the money and I was his fortune
But I was just a widow lived in poverty
been taking care of with generosity
and I was owned by Ray
like a diamond that is holy
Believe me I was
a unique lady to him I stays
he sees me from far and scared to asks
to love him with all my sensations
He was too gentle not a tear he ever shown
scarcely he looked at me with ostentation
prouder of me he owned
with his golden watch had no inclination
Yet at the sight he shed no tear
and with all beauty I appear
he said; "you blessed my day dear"
I smiled to say; "you are my beloved master"
I gave him youth and all he asked for
he gave me everything and that was stronger
his voice all I wanted to hear
reminded me of the days when I had fear
May the Lord save you even if you leave
his decision was made
I said" are you going to leave?"
his answer killed me
"don't linger like this, you decided to leave! Now go and don't come to me"
Well I forgive him of what he spent
but he promised to not be extravagant
he didn't want to see the light
and he said; "let it be plaint"
Now my story is done
and may God send us plenty of love
to keep us well and alive
till death shall end me before he is gone.
-the end-
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part III)
Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (until death do us part), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
It's a bit shorter than 1st and 2nd part yet there's 4th part!
Hope you like it!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The life became empty
he left her with no safety
cruelty and dishonesty
yes he was Moy!
In the time of the night
she used to be impatient
waiting for him to notice the light
and see her falling with no incessant
She incongruously believed in him
and all he gave her was shame
see her horrifically maimed!
injustice to her; he confide
Once Moy was a lover
before he became a drunker
she used to sing to the flower
of her love to remain strong like a mower
A strong lady never fears
but over her weak body she had tears
looked at Moy; and asked for sprees
deep inside losing was her biggest fears
She said: Look at me!
he did with a glance
towards the door he traipse
it could be the end of a life time?
The world started to go around
his mindless words was forged
with tears she loped
but it wasn't her bad
She feared the unknown
to grab her keen
she added: he always been stern!
but still love was in her vein
How he left her in misery
but he gave her the ability to fly
taught her greedily
never to love him softly
"His love disappointed me again!"
She fall a part and ran
and shouted: he was the slain!
the path was lost after then.
-the end of part III-
It's a bit shorter than 1st and 2nd part yet there's 4th part!
Hope you like it!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The life became empty
he left her with no safety
cruelty and dishonesty
yes he was Moy!
In the time of the night
she used to be impatient
waiting for him to notice the light
and see her falling with no incessant
She incongruously believed in him
and all he gave her was shame
see her horrifically maimed!
injustice to her; he confide
Once Moy was a lover
before he became a drunker
she used to sing to the flower
of her love to remain strong like a mower
A strong lady never fears
but over her weak body she had tears
looked at Moy; and asked for sprees
deep inside losing was her biggest fears
She said: Look at me!
he did with a glance
towards the door he traipse
it could be the end of a life time?
The world started to go around
his mindless words was forged
with tears she loped
but it wasn't her bad
She feared the unknown
to grab her keen
she added: he always been stern!
but still love was in her vein
How he left her in misery
but he gave her the ability to fly
taught her greedily
never to love him softly
"His love disappointed me again!"
She fall a part and ran
and shouted: he was the slain!
the path was lost after then.
-the end of part III-
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part II)
Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Caroline confession), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
This time I used easy English so you guys wont find it hard to understand.
>>> plus it's just notes from 2nd part not full !!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Her world started to growl
and mindless trek
binding me with mow
but hey! It wasn't my fault
She feared the unknown
to grab her from the depths of the shores
and bare her with the memory of Moy's
let her rest in piece and frees
And how he left me in misery!
with truth dwell in possibility
mind me I loved Moy
from deep of the core of my
He never held me with tenderness
taught me how to love with sans
never stop at glances
just fill me with all your graces
Oh! Dear you failed me again; she repeated
fall a part on his grave
and the heart was stoned
with emotions she donned
Darkness covered me
since his departure
memories is coming back to me
telling me to stop the bleed
I never thought he's freed
but I knew he's here
inside of me I carry your breath
hope tomorrow I heal
Please forgive me I don't think I dear you
enough of me! My beloved
I gave you my eyes to see
and a heart to love me
But you crushed me
over and over I degenerate
help the prisoner in me to be free
smile for me hope!
Heaven, O I see
light me with a single fire
till I reach the edge
and bend down to see
Is it you? Who I seek?
or fate to finishes me?
everything is attached to my desire
even my love was just a fluke
He treated me like a slave
but he never knew that I love
only you my dear
losing my sanity is what I fear
Wish he could hear
me when I scream
of his name!
Oh! I will never be sustain
Look at me, am I looking sere?
smell of his cigarette
all over me
like if he still near
My soul can't feel
the inner is down to greet
your voice living in my head
I bend...
Thought grieving wont get you back to life
but I shall die with you love
lay me down to the grave
and held me forever may it be
you were unfair to me
but loving you forever was my dream
I knew you were mine
Moy! you are dead, Oh still can't believe.
-the end of part II-
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)