It Shall...
do you realize how it all began
and so did it end?
for all when it starts,
so shall it end
my friend.
the book cover read in part...
'how you made it not'
and i thought for a sec it were...
'how you made it hot'
the inclination were on
the interpretation of the two,
but to carry on
with life; not doubting you.
do you realize how it all will end
and so did a money you spend?
so shall it end
my friend.
be howsoever you want to
but a corn you need to
plant to
feed your hungry belly as you want to.
a life with no meaning
is a lifeless life,
so live a life
with a meaning.
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Lead My Hand O' Dear Life
lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life,
until the end
o' dear thought
of comfort
seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five
lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this
germinate in me a corn
of survival
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live
for this life
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities
a tear dropp of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities
lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life
a terrain of survival and life
a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny
an artwork of joy
a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any
**extract from 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', a february 2012 ebook**
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Living Without Fade
bare
without care
as i run to my share
wings
without rings
as i fly over without means
i live without fade
for great is my faith
in me, unto him i await
her heart so divine
mine heart no design
mine works so precise
some saith, funny
to be dummy
but sweet to be honey
to a friend
mine without end
i trend
the life i spend
speak
without speech
is my wish
without bleach
lie
i tell not, why?
i see not so high
than the sky
leaves
fall and green the seeds
for us to meet the needs
and palm mine leaves
name i have
each thing a name
to identify that web
... catch and aim
nothing identifies
me than the identity
of life
...the love
and keen for life
i live without fade
if i do fade
i had long said
mine body shall fade
and shade
to rest but paid
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Life Is More Than Poetry
LIFE IS MORE THAN POETRY
Life is more than Poetry
And Poetry less than Life
And what we live and die for
More than we can write.
But Poetry has a meaning
And a Beauty of its own
And Life more a blessing
When read beyond its prose.
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It's my best friend an' my new friend.
It’s my best friend
An’ my new friend
It’s my old frown
With no ground
I’m happier with him around
What do ya do?
When love’s not allowed
Effortless
Meaningless
Feeli ng-less
Lifeless
She’s my best friend
Always there
He’s my new friend
Who’s now their
Both make me smile
It’s the old frown
Turned upside down
The times with him around
Me smiling
So happily
But her
My best friend
Life without has no meaning
My best friend
Or my new friend
Why must I choose?
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Reflection of Life
Life is not about making money,
Life is not about acquiring power,
Life is not about gaining recognition or wealth.
Life is definitely not about work!
Work is only necessary to keep us living
so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life.
Life is a balance of Work, Family and Personal time.
You decide how you want to balance your Life.
Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but
always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts.
Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life,
the whole aim of human existence.
So, take it easy, do what you want to do
and appreciate nature.
Life is fragile, Life is short.
Do not take Life for granted.
Live a balanced lifestyle and enjoy Life.
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Whence You Left (ed.2)
as the sun shine
to shine
on me by day
and set
by the sunset
to set
my foot, get set
to accept whence you left
the pain in my heart
and the thought
on my mind
the joy in my strength
but the weak in my knees
as moon light stole my innocence
to get
a clear thought
of mine
as the winds blow through my mind
taking away
all the memories on my mind
from my heart,
the energy of emotions to find
a way to my own
and live a life alone
as you never did come back home
whence you left...
a marriage of emotions stubbornly
molested and seduced me
threw me in agony
of thought but a stalemate
as now, whence you left
you never did come back
since you gone
i am all alone
not lonely, but alone
and just alone
with myself
***extract from 'whence you left' - march 2012 ebook***
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Judged By Just Looking At Its Cover
Do you see that book they are reading,
From beginning to end.
With an intention to absorb something,
From it.
That is the same book,
You judged by just looking at its cover.
And they are the ones discovering,
A more meaning from a life...
You have come to despise.
'You haven't read it either.
Or you wouldn't be here talking to me.'
I see. So quick you are,
To base your opinions on appearances.
I'll leave you with this...
If your head wasn't filled with assumptions,
You would realize...
It doesn't matter where you are,
When making a decision to do what it is you wish.
Instead of trying to impress,
From a point of view that is limited.
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One Day Less
Happy anniversary baby
the years are rushing by us
your more beautiful today
Then we walked down the aisle
And I know im not good at this
What I'm trying to say is
Having you stand beside me
has made my life worth while
One true friend is what you've always been to me
One true friend is what I always wanted to be
To have someone love you
Thats true happiness
May you live to be a 100
May I live one day less
There were times when we scraped by
A year or two and it was rough
I love you more for what we went through
And never stopped beliving in us
And I know I'm one of the lucky ones
I couldnt ask for anything more
Cause you can have all the money you'll ever need
and spend your life looking for
One true friend is what you've always been to me
One true friend is what I always wanted to be
To have someone love you
Thats true happiness
May you live to be a 100
May I live one day less
I couldn't live without you
If I had to be alone
I'll be waiting on the other side
When you find your way home
To One true friend is what you've always been to me
One true friend is what I always wanted to be
To have someone love you
Thats true happiness
May you live to be a 100
May I live one day less
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Her 'Mistake
The more she dragged on
The more she made it seem
As if
She never loved him
At all
The more she tore his heart into a million pieces
The sadder he got
The more he leaned on my shoulder
The more I began to realize
What I had sought
He was the man
The man I love
The man I was going to marry
The man that the upper power
Chose for me to have
Made for me to cherish
My best friend
Is also “the one” for me
To have
To hold and to honor
For all eternity
Now that we have been together
For a year
She says she made a mistake
A bad decision
It was wrong for her
To break up with him
“They were made for each other”
And she sees that now
Now she wants him back
He tells me again and again
He wouldn’t
He couldn’t
Go back with her now
Now that he has found
The person he’s going to
Spend the rest of his life with
That I have nothing
To worry about
But I love him
And don’t want to loose him
Cause she made a “mistake”
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Life Is Gone
It is so simple for you to say, not to quit. Do you realize how difficult it is for me to stay alive? I want to end my life because life has no hope anymore. Nobody loves me because I am just a crazy guy. I have forgotten to dream and to breathe since everything is turning into hate. Everything starts to vanish because even the purpose of life is gone. Always I searched for a beautiful girl, just exactly like you. Gone, you are gone since life stole the basic meaning of joy, when I lost you.Please love me.
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Rain On Me O' Rain Rain Rain
o' rain rain rain
come rain on me o' rain
rain on every plant that grow o' dear rain
rain on every resource o' dear rain
rain to green the plants
the plants that of nature's decor
rain on us and never let go
quench my thirst; to get so
rain on me o' rain rain rain
rain for happiness and leisure
rain for our children to play
rain on the soil for us this day
so, we plant more food to feed us this way
go to the fields and gardens; same way
rain o' beautiful rain
rain rain rain
**extract from 'patterns of life' november 2011 ebook
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Question Meaning
The meaning of the question
Is to always question meaning,
The meaning of life,
And the life of meaning.
The life unquestioned
Means very little,
Just as a life left meaningless,
Without question, has very little life.
Therefore, we all should daily question
The meaning of life,
By doing so, life's Meaning
Will unquestionably, each day, find us.
Remember: we are free to question meaning;
May we become free enough to
Let it freely question us.
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Money Man
money man
they do not believe that this life ever ends they think as long as they get paid life then begins they dress natty and carry lots of expensive things everything is money the threads the car the wallet and the cards its what they live for the last day of this month or the first day of the next one it all starts over again how many did they kill to get ahead how many people in the grave so they can drive so they will never run out of petrol for the car how much goes on behind the street the people that they fleece to get the money that they need to get ahead how many must be dead bye the hands of the well dressed man he is the tiptop of society well within his rights to live for money is the way of all the best dressed men but when this life is over he will pay the devil all his dues my friend and then and only then will his life reflect his time over his money on fire and gone nothing to eat nothing to drink but smoke he was the money man
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If And When I Die
if i die
never ask yourself why
i had to die
because i'd have died
so wipe all your tears dry
and move on for another try
for pain is all within for a bligh
and if i live again.....sigh!
when i die today or whenever
i would die a sad soul forever
for life with no meaning is never
a life to reckon with, ever
and my soul may go wheresoever
to find eternal peace howsoever
say not that you did not know
nor did you not blow
the whistle for chains on my hands sore
and again i'd just bow
to what it should be, so
my hands on fire them glow
to strain me not to go
as my legs also sore
from toe to toe
for, if and when i die
never should you cry
nor ask yourself why
that i had to die.
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Cash based life
The only thing ever wonted
Happiness! ! ! Is it based on money?
Fame or fortune?
Can you buy your happiness?
Or will you be happy
If you just got money
Yes you can buy
The visible things around you
A nice car and a big house
But not love wealth and happiness
Meaning of happiness is coming to a home
By the end of the day
Even how you low on money
But still to a home to your love ones
To someone who really loves you
Not for your big house or your fancy car
Or how much you can spend buy one day
Yes, now a day's life is mostly based on money
But always have to try to see the meaning of life
With your naked eyes
Not with a blindfold around your eyes
To chase away the devil and the evil within our souls
To see the beauty within our life
Which is not based on money
Life is not all about money or based on it
Even we raised to believe that way
Believe in yourself and think about your life
With money on the side
Without making it the life source of your self
Nisal~©
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Joe Knows How To Live
Blue monday morning at the factory gate
Almost time to clock in
The boys were bettin'
That Joe wouldn't show
Cause they had seen him over the weekend
He had four new tire on his old cadillac
Betty the waitress and some clothes in the back
A dashboard full of roadmaps of Mexico
Yeah, Joe knows how to live
He said, "Women were made to love,
Money is made to spend,
Life is something, buddy,
You will never live again"
Yeah, you've got to admit it
Joe's knows how to live
And now they'll be down at the ocean
He and Betty stretched out somewhere
The only blue in his life
Is the blue moonlight
Bouncin' off Betty's blonde hair
I can just see 'em rollin' round on the sand
I never thought I was a jealous man
But when I think what he's doin' that I'm not, hah
Lord I'm jealous about it
He said, "Women were made to love,
Money is made to spend,
Life is something, buddy,
You will never live again"
Yeah, you've got to admit it
Joe's knows how to live
Let's go to Mexico!
Now Betty's back home with her mother
Joe's back on the assembly line
But he brings in his pictures
And his Mexican hat
Just to remind us sometime
That women were made to love,
Money is made to spend,
Life is something, buddy,
You will never live again
Yeah, you've got to admit it
Joe's knows how to live
Yeah, you've got to admit it
Joe's knows how to live
That boy's a genuis
He sure is crazy
Oooo la la la la la la...
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I Write In Lead Part 2
You see I write in lead
cause having poetry impact my life
Everyday is empowering
Can't complete a thought 'cause
Before I can access feelings stored inside
My mind is weaving another strand of meaning and context
'Cause Poetry's deciphered my semantic properties
Unraveling down to the morphological units
Unlacing more of me
And that I don't need a pen
To bleed thoughts of truth
Let me know cause I don't understand
Can't put into concrete thoughts
My grasp of linguistics no longer suffice
To decode the relationship between
Mind and hand
pen and poet
Carefully marking down gibberish
Only understood by the two
I guess that's how it works
Some things have no outside reason to stand
But the only one that comes from within
An I write in lead cause
I can't get out the right pattern of words
I keep erasing
Always in search of a better way
To state how it is that I
am processing poetry
I don't want to use pen
cause fact of the matter is poetry
Shakes the profound core
My factory of thoughts
Engraved permanently in paper
Leaves no space to illustrate
How poetry pushes me to the edge of language
And then I realize
The edge is more like an extending bridge of vocabulary
I can continue building letters
Making meaning
There's no saying
Where interpretation will stop
That is what
poetry is
Making my hand ache
but the thought of not scribing
Leaves less space
For our bridge to extend
Connect To find a better way
to spill my insides out
Poetry's my speech therapy
Cause the more I interpret poetry's word
the more I record how its being comes forth
tough and registers in a soft key
Through syllables
The more clearly I see
through the lens I read
The world and my synthesis
is me
I want to take all of poetry in
So it lives endlessly in meaning
If the path of our voices crosses only momentarily
I'd like for poetry to still live through my expression
Aiding the love affair of
Mind hand and heart
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Of Your Own
...personal compass of your own
you are a divine
point of creative thought
which expresses through your thinking
as you create your life experience
(and personal reality)
you are the yard stick
of your own compass
to guide you
so move on as directed
(wheresoever) by you
for you
***extract from 'patterns of life' november 2011 ebook
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A Friend You Need
What is a friend?
A real friend you need.
A friend who never gossip
The weakness you have.
A friend who inspired
To explore your strenght.
A friend you can lean on
Who is there to lean a hand
Whenever you need...
A friend who lend money
To help not for the interest.
A friend who opens up his door
With intentions not otherwise.
A friend who don't flatter
To cover the weakness you have.
A friend who will tell face to face
If the travelled road is heading
To what direction it leads...
A friend who will tell your faults
And feel your joy and sorrows.
A friend who understand
The feelings inside ...
A friend who standby you
A light of your life...
A friend indeed is someone
Who feel sad on your failures
And rejoice the success made.
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What is Life? What is its Meaning?
What is Life?
When mind enters the matter,
matter develops the mind,
Truth that splits into Three,
It is like fragile glass tree,
Three roots Father, spirit and Son,
Turn that hour glass,
the time starts with
Fusion of gametes,
In the game of love,
Father sits on throne,
Spirit fuels thirst, hunger and desires,
One day life itself starts wondering what is Life?
When life gets kicks for its desires and deeds,
Stands up and asks,
What is meaning of Life?
When metabolism shifts equilibrium,
Rate of catebolism exceeds anobolic rate,
Then starts thinks about fate!
What is the meaning of life?
The life finds answer in life itself,
Life finds answer in its question itself,
Father, spirit and Son trinity,
When son is full of spirit,
Wants to eat, drink, dance and make merry,
Forgets he has to cross the great ferry!
but when spirit stops fueling life, the son,
Thinks of father and sits somewhere alone,
In solitude looks at and screams
O, Father where are you?
When life learns neither matter, nor the mind,
But the truth that became God and satan,
The tree and the serpent,
Mind that was in confusion,
Asking what is Life,
Learns that life is not that,
Neither friend nor foe of life itself,
Only that confusion,
like a boy went to a fair to
purchase trained horse for race,
but lost its money on amusement
only able to purchase an old useless ass!
Life is like that,
If life rides life, life gets kicks and reach a dead end!
If life is led by life, life can live life full of bliss than full of fun and fun to other life it becomes,
When slips footing on its own shit,
Instead of flying like inter galactic space ship!
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