My Heart Bleeds
wounded without pain, shouting without voice
seeing with suffering that hid inside my heart;
take the cup of my swollen flesh the hope, of
where I knew it would only push my navel of
return
oh! come my flourishing beginning, the flower
had just bloom and the bird’s chorus there
sweet lullaby; the grandeur of welcome in the
eternal home of lasting paradise and see the
child play, the showering rain nay, whisper the
teardrops in the holy face it splash
oh! humble soul, the regent of my call, let me
bring you to the shore of the wisdom of tiding
end of my foot step, to leave and live the
moving path of glows of the spirit, I repose
great may not to come, but my heart knew not
to walk and leads every passing day to see
my bleeding heart marching to Heaven …
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Window of the World
oh! dear heart, listen to the whisper of the angels,
as they’re calling the infinite shadow of
creation; leading to the horizon of golden path
of a new beginning of peace
oh! beautiful morning of the dawning gladness
of awakening heart, blow the wonderful tiding of a
joyous moment of the universe; return the glory
of the past and hold on the beginning of the
blooming smell of the fragrance of the everlasting
Daffodils in bosom soul, the siege has come to
touch the glory of each lasting sweet tomorrow, the
calmness of soul that stay of what is today
oh! whisper my coldness, the coolant of each
dream of remembering chores of a lasting journey
and my dear heart rejoice in the paradise I hope
gladly flourish and grow, until flesh dust to the grave
relief; come and lead the sided belief of my pleasant
eyes, where a pleasant passion of great desire of
creator laid its precious hand, of seldom my faith has
command
oh! great being I always pray, thank you for the
world of thy wisdom had come to show your powerful
hand, as wondrous deeds draws a valuable return of
what the best man can offer in your kingdom to come
oh! master piece of our soul, settle in this wonderful
and passionate world you’ve made, touch every ways
and lead it free for thy heart will obey, till the willing
heart will come for Thee …..
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Great Someone
leave me not on the hope of believing the
genuine heart of waiting sober the stone
of doubt, where the flaming stone of
passion, engulf the capture soul for eternal
rendition
oh! great wisdom you’ve take, may the
spirit adoration of face come the iniquity
of surrender shower the wonder of your
beauty and let the lasting glory of
cascading gesture blend its eternal destiny
of dark night path walk
come dine with me on the table of forever
pure and breath the idyllic harmony of joy;
for each beginning thirst; waits a great
somewhere, who listen beyond every
breathe of an endless voice
alas! a great someone in the great
somewhere leave not my life for
nothingness, the doom of precious blood
had save the joy of life reborn the heaven
of eternal life
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Let our tears be the key of my Stay......
mold my day with your praising hope, oh! praise
my dear heart, be the beginning of all my wisdom to
know your everlasting love and let the arrow of the
stray spare of the enemy poisons not my entity
let me show the horizon mid-shadow of the glows,
passing the daylight of the sun and push the
sheltering sounding choir of angel voice in our hearts
of cherishing love that beacon's in our lives
my whole self, offer the birth of what is today and
nay let my hand wash my taste that leads of what you
have seen today; pour out all the tears, droplets of
sweet fall may call my regrets
now the Roses have grown us tall, waiting us to fall,
ask my hand that you will be back again in my
dreamy night that leads me to call, come my dear
someone, as the night may not close for the night may
fall
where my heart can run to, for not in your tears i am
please, haiku sway my dream, blew and flew, where
you want me to go, for the day has not ended in your
pedestal i owe
i come for you to stay in my beaconing dream of
today, nay! leave my whole self leads me to a journey
of lasting memory my dear heart......
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Laid me to rest and take me in your Hands
let the sacred soul return, the spirit that tired from a
bounded journey and nestle in the acumen of fresh
hyacinth of angels home, the endless paradise of the
seven heaven glows of avenue with the ONE
laid, my holy body in the engrave stone and shower
with a drops of the sacred fume of incense; with
the harmony of notes in the altar park to stand, glow
and wind the candle chandelier, with the angel's
choir in every ladder i step in the garrison of soul,
where I come from
let me speak of the language of the angel, and seat
a side with the judge as i remain calm, silent me in
the midst and wait till, the sun will lead me to rest,
touch me dear Holy One, for my aching soul fall me
down, leaving my wounded spirit to lay my head in
the soil, for i forever return
rise me at the end of the day; a second, a minute, an
hour, is just a longing to see, tears dropp wouldn't
hold me to be in the heaven i permanent stay, melted
candle and scented silent prayer will only appease
your mercy in me, may the grace and mercy pity my
poor soul for the judgment will always be with me
live no regret; humble your heart and leaving no
souls stray; pure every moment with your love one
and take each day that seems you leave with nobody
want you to be free
be ready and leave with full of joy and happiness in
your heart........its everybody's Journey...
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Hope For Now And Beyond
The hope we have for when we die, is the hope given to you and I,
To live each day upon this earth, as we experience a Second Birth,
When in Jesus Christ, we die to sin, to live this life all through Him,
As The Lord helps us live each day, while on this life’s Narrow Way.
This is a Hope beyond this place, on a path that’s paved by Grace,
While the path leads us to Heaven, avoiding all the religious leaven;
This Hope is available to all men, when in Christ, they’re Born Again,
Along with the Holy Spirit’s Power, as our guide every day and hour.
Within our heart, He gives us hope, and helps us in this life to cope,
While each day we live down here, we know that God is always near;
Longing for Heaven as we roam, for Heaven, not earth, is our Home,
This is the Hope, in each of us, as we come to God, in Christ Jesus.
Our hope in God, is eternal friend, with a beginning, but with no end,
As our hope begins down here, God begins relieving worry and fear,
As we fix our eyes upon The Lord, our needs, by God aren’t ignored,
While all our needs God shall fulfill, as He works out His Perfect Will.
This Hope, begins with Jesus Christ, Who, holds together, all our life,
A life that goes beyond this world, to a higher realm, not yet unfurled,
As our hope translates into Eternity, to a place no one has yet to see,
And once we’re on that Eternal shore, we’ll be with Christ forevermore.
(Copyright ©01/2011)
Mujahedeens
the sacred warrior, who possess the faith of ALLAH,
the ultimate of life saving power of the giver of
of life and the destroyer of who leave pain to the
people of the point
inflect no suffering to my chosen love one, my
heart hear their agony and my soul tremble with anger,
I the Lord leave no mercy to all that linger; sweat and
wound to my precious blood
live your soul to the paradise i offer and i have
prepared for you, your pure obedient move my infinite
love to hold you forever in my kingdom; inherent thy
wisdom of the moment, as the lay of the crown, glitter
it’s crystal clear, as whiter no mankind have ever seen
and the rainbow vow down to the rays of the sun, my
everlasting promise of forever paradise be with you
through out eternity
live the call, and leave no lust of death in your
soul, for the power and the strength leads you the way
to the perfection of your destiny, ample all the honesty
of each giving of self, and fear no one, but I the Lord
God has guide you in your path to the heaven with the
entire angel lifts you up to the foot of the paradise
forever
humble your heart and the blooming flower of soul in
the paradise awaits your coming, be strong and full out
your mercy to the brethren, who suffer glory in my
everlasting dominion, possess the obedient to my
Commandment and leads your blood to hold the
kingdom i prepare for you and your love one with me
be counted in the paradise i made and believe that i
will wait you in the kingdom forever as, i will love you
till time comes no more
' my salute and prayer to the martyr Mujahedeens
of this 21th century....... a poem dedicated to our
dear brothers and sisters of Islam who share and
give their lives '
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Medicine, an icon of Hope.......
like a bow of Achilles, speed of light hit the bosom heart
of Medusa, the poison lance the heart of every soul that
worship the Zorather flame of eternity
voyage the Viking of the Saxon and lead the victory to the
place of the pyramid of Egypt, as all the wings of the angel
flap to the doorstep of heaven, where the timeless sleep
await to come in the dawn
let the wounded tired flesh, anchor to the hand that cherish
and fulfill the sweeten rainbow in each lonely face, make
the unsettle mind blamelessly witness the cooling cure of
the heart, for the last is always be the beginning of healed
in bastion of hope of the spirit
as the sword of poison perfume the wounded flesh, the
conqueror shouts for joy in the heaven nest, and let the day
be the healing body of gladness of joy in the profane
universe as it stray
win each hope to comes in a most, magnificent look and
live in every wounded soul, for a better day to come, a day
after tomorrow of history, where that moment idyllic stay
with a humble body of flesh cheering the melody of
happiness of everyone wishes to see
rejoice my soul, and wait no more, the doctors and nurses,
are here to cure in our unable body and spirit they are call,
welcome and farewell, loser your day is ended, as I am on
the way to a healthy body to stay
have a little check up, glad that you are here ………….
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Christianlty
reveals the great religion of Hope, the fountain of faith,
rising from the ghetto of the reveling grip of death; hurt
yet not dismay for the indulge grace conquer the sting
and Fangs of burning flesh, you may
yell! purifying soul, the heaven’s gate calls for you,
recall the day of nothing but faith you show, not off the
unpleasing does and not done, that sway the Lord thy God
in your heart, the soul regret
raise immortal grace, cover and hold the teary soul in the
cherish words of the lasting flame awaits, the burden yoke
breaks the weight that load each day to the path of eternal
flame of thy breaking soul, the line of destiny’s fall
may the falling sweat tears turn to sweeten home of melodic
songs of victory vested, through out eternity of a wonderful
sky of heaven best; the gorgeous moment that leads to the
promise dawn of a beautiful morning of each passing days.
do the knees that prayed
rejoice the dear Lord, the Christ, the anointed, the King of
Kings, the beginning of salvation and the hope of immortal
destiny of thy soul, have come and live with us, until breathe
comes no more in the fading shore of hope
let be every soul walk with Faith in Jesus Christ thy God ….
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Stranger of my Shadow
the dream of yesterdays apart birth the
waiting hope to come in the castle of memory,
as today leaves the footprint of bedside of
tomorrow; lead me to the home of forever joy
and touch the glooming step of the future for
every bastion lives come to my dream
lips murmur of the sweetness passion of the
heart that breathes of lullaby of hymn in my
immortal soul, where the perfume comes away
in the lewd pain i gain, and let every road be
the wisdom of each way of serenity in your
hope
linger my soul, the waiting face shame to come
in the middle of your joy, damn me not in the
wilderness of astray, all like angels floats
looking somewhere beyond of what is yesterday
in the paradise eternal stay
oh! come and purify my whole some home,
where the moth not afraid to come near to the
fire of hell; show the very path that pleases
your destined heart; judgment never holds my
heart, yet! the zeal of free wills thane my soul to
be one in the table you share, my day
take me, show my inequities and cleanse my
lonely heart for the shadow i past lead me to
the eternal way that last forever.......
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Hail Holy Queen
adore my heart, my most tender
loving soul have welcomed my
beloved children of faith; behold
the holy ground live in the paradise,
of the tenderness I wait, for us to
stay
walk in the memories of shared
friendship, the guiding spirit of
unity amongst believer of quest
the heart that leads us to the
showering grace of mercy and
feel the yesterday of the future,
the holy unity of the triumphant
Being of the universe reveals in
the moment of timeless ages
embrace my most love heart, who’s
precious moment of hope wonder the
coming day of revelation, for a passing
edges call the day of reckoning of
fading sight, I forever wait my dear
someone
come near to my high lighted
Passover, the venue tenderly
hold each wonder soul of lost,
my whole hearted joy loves
your loving embraces
touch my self, the powerful love
of my Son.....
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Bible
oh! fountain of eternal life,
source of line link the immortal soul
of infinite love, come and live
the flourishing
honeycomb of destiny’s end
bewilder the fire of Hades, a
flame that consume the lingering
flesh of thy soul and empty the bucket of
grace for mercy, the end
induce the lasting gnashing of
teeth in the wildest
call of rest, indulge and kept the beginning,
until the sting lapse forever
oh! Words of wonderful sight
see the immortal speed of the light
and ask the flower the scented perfume
of memory of the heart,
and make the flesh conquers the fitting sun
of rise to death, as I offer to
live and die
fresh the sweet fall of awakening
risen soul to
live …
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The Spirit or The Flesh
Friend are you filled with the Spirit or are you living in the flesh?
For one life leads to Eternal Life and the other to Eternal Death.
Friend God is not mocked and whatever a man sows he will reap,
And this present life will soon end but God offers life you can keep.
If you live to please the Spirit you shall reap Eternal Life friend,
If you live to please the flesh eternal destruction will be your end.
However, walk in the Spirit you won't fulfill the lust of the flesh,
This leads to Eternal Life and you won't be hurt by the second death.
The flesh is the sinful nature that ruled before you truly believed,
It is propagated by Satan who had you blinded and totally deceived.
The Spirit filled life is the goal for all who have truly believed.
Then your life's direction changes lead by the Spirit you received.
It was the sinful nature that darkened the old path you used to trod,
And everyone who lives like this will not inherit the kingdom of God.
But the fruit of the Spirit, for the Church creates a holy oneness,
This life leads to Heaven through Christ's blood and Righteousness.
God does not speak above you my friend but is quite frank and level,
And He says that if you continue in sin you're a child of the devil.
But when we walk in the Spirit of Truth filled with His joy and Love,
It's God's mark that we are children of God, truly born from above.
Copyright ©11/2003
Smile the scented wind
let me be the wind that wash the tiding sea and sudden
the illusion of this day and capture your heart in the endless
beauty of your destiny
thou, the living blue ocean always bring, happiness and
as the trumpeter echo of my call, nothing has come to live in
your bountiful scented smile in the wind, my dear soul rest
oh! my admirable dear desire, my passion shadowed in your
wisdom of love, enduring the holocaust of pain as you walks
amidst my trembling heart, I restore to live beyond today
let me ask a little pardon, the humble beginning of my love,
that leads me to kiss my ignorance of being, that hold me to
push the reason, why forgiveness comes first to your mercy
I come thou, in the brightness of today, blinded that you
Will just a dew to believe the point to accept that all lewd
I to know the zeal that begin the idyllic time with me
may come the sea fished, the water in the dueling night
of the coming ocean blue light of tomorrow, for thou shall
my heart paddle my soul to rejoin; with the time to bring
the memory of you my wind beneath the angler hook of
today ….
tell my beloved One ……
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The lighted Sky
tell
me the wisdom of your heart
for my soul cried for
the rainbow to come into my
destiny
show
me the whole naked eyes
of your smile for
the calls of my pain drops the deep
memories of ever lasting
teardrops that falls down into
the check of forevermore mountain
of hope, settled in our dream,
now blown out earnestly
to the color of the
blue sky
conquer
dear sky the open
little candle of your cool winter
solstice and leave
the silent echo of the heart of returning
home in your only pasture
land, believing the
way of moving on is a
sweet goodbye …
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The Willing Sacrifice
a decade will tell, the flower witness the agony, of
the horizons dawn call to settle down the tired body
that lay, as the wind blew to humble the dew in
every face subdue
my bones motioneless foretold the coming day
never recall, the tour goes untold, yet! my face
smile for another duo, even every beats lasting
to please on the oxygen refresh, what then i wait
in the shadow of the valley of death my soul
return
as the Lilies and the Daffodils wither, the
ice melted to the incense perfume; glitter my
heart call i will depart, leave not to dismay my
soul, poison my skin and all has gone to the
grave I am now entomb
passion my everlasting song, the witness of my
joy will live in the memory of memories of leaving
my day of gladness; resist my farewell and
humble my goodbye; remember the day of
tomorrow for my deepest signature lives in every
midst of every moment i leave
call me a brother to all as my step wait every
song i sing through out the end till everybody stay
in the wreath it display, for in the halo the angels
give and brings eternity to my final day with a new
beginning day to remember my lasting wish to
be happy
now, never be in my dream to leave my song
and my moon walks evolution, nay! tears fall down
to the ground and say again that i'll always be in your
heart and soul in special song of peace..... be in your
prayer..... I’ll be then gifted to the refreshing return to
the promise birth of heaven …. of my soul....
may you rest in peace my Brother Michael Jackson....
a point of lines...a tribute....dedicated to the greatest
King of the Pop of all time...........'Bro. Michael Jackson'
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My deep Slumber.....
in the great field that a thousand wonders i lie my
head; seeing of nothing for nobody understand; i
kept on shouting but only a feeling of distress tangle
my heart, as the world of ecstasy wonder to my
deepest blues of my experience, responded to my
inquires that I am not a loser
my tears hope to see the emptiness of my heart,
waking me up to find the real me in this given world;
now that all seems the light is waiting me to touch,
and my eagerness find the star has limit my vision
of looking in the future of my step, i repose and say
to thy Almighty Lord, thank you
leave me not to my deepest blues slumber of my life;
the way i receive is nothing most than a hope of
love and a care that leads me to your eternal kingdom,
as a wishing star of a child waiting the splendid light
to gallops my face, till time i breathe no more in my
soul and passion my call Lord and ask nothing from
your shielded heart of openness
my heart is ready my Lord, and the chariot of your
vessel ride my soul, until i return my precious gift i
receive; the happy life and the joy of my journey
...... thank you
“a poem dedicated to those who receive the gift of
sleepless moment of deep slumber...in Comatose state'
.....please...wake them up by reading this poem near
to their ear.....
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The last Call
just a little smile, reminds the
wrinkle to tear apart, and the
whole face rejuvenate to
grow
the last point is the end of
every beginning, as whisper
breathe of what is life, the
sweat brings blooming flower
to sprout again, leaving the
pain behind leads every
sadness to joyous atmosphere
hear the last call, for a moment
of a minute you’re on the lasting
paradise, a resting beginning of
an endless passion of the soul
take in, you’re most welcome …..
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A journey of a Thousand Miles
a foot that lift high can be the first step that reach the
highest pick of the sky, as the eyes move in every
distance that may cause envy the sweet tasteless
journey of the past, who have come into the most
amazing fruit of today's compassion of knowing the
path in the season of spring
the menu of life experience, solidify in the harmony
of time, and the wall of the present entangle; the
cab wave of the past, you may not found the answer
in a melting snow, nor the falling rain to cleanse
your swollen face, the wounded flesh mark the
beginning of what life should be lived
as the truth, venture the birth of reason, one has to
open the call to face of what are clouds above each
knee, follow always the stream that flows and the
river that goes in the vast sea and ocean of what is
reality, for in every foot become a step towards the
gate of maturity the isle of every dream, hull the
journey of success
it is a thousand miles everyone wants to reach, stay
to refresh and humble for the path is slippery and full
of challenge to fulfill, making it lousy and smart make
your way to a beautiful morning at the end of each
journey, everybody will say thank you, this walk is for
me
let the feet step and the breathe easy and a thousand
steps journey for miles to see........
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China Girl
VERSE 1
How do you find a place to sleep when there's nowhere to go?
Life must be a living hell to you - only time will show
There with no clothes or food to eat
So filled with shame
Each tear that sits upon your face
I know them by name
BRIDGE
When will you stop to hear the voice inside
That you try to hide
No one can save you but you
CHORUS
China girl
Hope your find your way home
Coz my heart is bleeding
Waiting for your safe return
China girl
Everybody loves you
All those hearts are breaking
It's not the same since you've been gone
VERSE 2
Each night you feel the need to hold someone you don't know
To replace the emptiness inside - start heading home
Your place was never on the streets
You ignored your call
Did you know that pride was in the way
Before you'd fall
BRIDGE
When will you stop to hear the voice inside
That you try to hide
No one can save you but you
CHORUS
China girl
Hope your find your way home
Coz my heart is bleeding
Waiting for your safe return
China girl
Everybody loves you
All those hearts are breaking
It's not the same since you've been gone
MIDDLE 8
I'm asking you if I could find
Just where you had to sleep tonight
I wonder did you eat today
Did you get on your knees and pray?
To free you from this misery
That's not how life's supposed to be
No need for you to carry shame
There's no person here to blame
CHORUS X2
China girl
Hope your find your way home
Coz my heart is bleeding
Waiting for your safe return
China girl
Everybody loves you
All those hearts are breaking
It's not the same since you've been gone
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The Ghost's Story
All my life long I heard the step
Of some one I would know,
Break softly in upon my days
And lightly come and go.
A foot so brisk I said must bear
A heart that's clean and clear;
If that companion blithe would come,
I should be happy here.
But though I waited long and well,
He never came at all,
I grew aweary of the void,
Even of the light foot-fall.
From loneliness to loneliness
I felt my spirit grope--
At last I knew the uttermost,
The loneliness of hope.
And just upon the border land,
Where flesh and spirit part,
I knew the secret foot-fall was
The beating of my heart.
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