Tuesday, December 29, 2009
on whom i can always count on,
who always close to me,
All are my frieand,
i never make excuses,
and never lies,
who know what i am thinking,
All are my frieand,
to whom i would like,
i don't have precious gift for you,
I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you.
All my best friend.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Thank You for the sense of
direction, purpose and peace we get
from aligning our lives with Your Holy will.
We pray for the strength and the will to obey You
each and every day of the new year,
and when we fail, we pray for Your mercy,
In the new year, we pray
that You will guide us each new day
in paths that are pleasing to You.
Your compassion, Your grace and Your love.
Help us in the new year to be Your faithful servants.
In ALLAH name we pray
Sunday, December 13, 2009
When would we stop wars?
Where is another word for war?
What would end wars in our world?
When would the wicked onesStop winning us to war?
When would we stop weeping from wars?
When we can weigh our word
And with wisdom mend our fences
When we can weigh our chances
And with wisdom weaken our warful utterances
And in a warm way win with words
Why wars in our own world?
When would we put out the fire of wars?
Where are our generals for peace
Who will with wisdom make war cease?
What will make our wise ones win with words?
When would the wicked ones stop winning us to wars?
What wars can win is nothing but bulletsPain,
unwelcomed wants and unnecessary needs
What words can win is something
Than battles, tanks, riffles and bombs
Why do we have to wait for war?
When we can willingly wake with words
What war can win
Words with wisdom will warmly win!
Let us all see peace and not war.
Let us all have peace in the world.
Let all our statesmen know no violence,
Let all love peace with warm vehemence,
Let all be clothed with passionate patience,
Let all respect peace with real reverence.
Let peace pervade every political terrain,
Let peace calm the spirits of every domain,
Let peace be at peace with every reign,
Let each achieve peace with poor pain,
to you we plead:
come to us.
we entreat you:
deign on us.
we want you:
Let our homes.
be adorned with peace,
Let our streets be paved with peace,
Let our cities be set on a hilltop of peace.
Let peace taint our every thought.
Let there be peace,
let peace never cease
Let there be peace,
let war forever cease.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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Monday, November 30, 2009
In all honesty
today has been
something out of the ordinary.
In all honesty
I could do with some christmas carols
and a potato
In all honesty
walking on the road without a sidewalk
is more exhilerating than anything else.
In all honesty
watching fog settle over the road
can bring tears to anyones eyes.
In all honesty
you're the only person
I'm mostly honest to.
In all honesty
is entirely honest.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
There's only thee
To bless my spirit now -
We used to love on winter nights
To wander through the snow;
Can we not woo back old delights?
The clouds rush dark and wild
They fleck with shade our mountain heights
The same as long ago
And on the horizon rest at last
In looming masses piled;
While moonbeams flash and fly so fast
We scarce can say they smiled -
Come walk with me, come walk with me;
We were not once so few
But Death has stolen our company
As sunshine steals the dew -
He took them one by one and we
Are left the only two;
So closer would my feelings twine
Because they have no stay but thine -
'Nay call me not - it may not be
Is human love so true?
Can Friendship's flower droop on for years
And then revive anew?
No, though the soil be wet with tears,
How fair soe'er it grew
The vital sap once perished
Will never flow again
And surer than that dwelling dread,
The narrow dungeon of the dead
Time parts the hearts of men -'
And never care how rain may steep,
Or snow may cover me!
No promised heaven these wild desires
Could all, or half, fulful;
No threatened hell, with quenchless fires,
Subdue this quenchless will!
So said I, and still say the same;
Still, to my death, will say—
Three gods within this little frame
Are warring night and day:
Heaven could not hold them all, and yet
They all are held in me;
And must be mine till I forget
My present entity!
Oh, for the time when in my breast
Their struggles will be o'er!
Oh, for the day when I shall rest,
And never suffer more!
In my certain faith of joy to be -
Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing
From the fresh root of Eternity!
Leaves, upon Time's branch, were growing brightly,
Full of sap, and full of silver dew;
Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly;
Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew.
Sorrow passed, and plucked the golden blossom;
Guilt stripped off the foliage in its pride;
But, within its parent's kindly bosom,
Flowed for ever Life's restoring-tide.
Little mourned I for the parted gladness,
For the vacant nest and silent song -
Hope was there, and laughed me out of sadness;
Whispering, " Winter will not linger long!"
And, behold! with tenfold increase blessing,
Spring adorned the beauty-burdened spray;
Wind and rain and fervent heat, caressing,
Lavished glory on that second May!
High it rose - no winged grief could sweep it;
Sin was scared to distance with its shine;
Love, and its own life, had power to keep it
From all wrong - from every blight but thine!
Cruel Death! The young leaves droop and languish;
Evening's gentle air may still restore -
No! the morning sunshine mocks my anguish -
Time, for me, must never blossom more!
Strike it down, that other boughs may flourish
Where that perished sapling used to be;
Thus, at least, its mouldering corpse will nourish
That from which it sprung - Eternity.
Friendship like the holly-tree --
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most contantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who wil call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
That once would scarce agree together;
I loved the plashing of the surge -
The changing heaven the breezy weather,
More than smooth seas and cloudless skies
And solemn, soothing, softened airs
That in the forest woke no sighs
And from the green spray shook no tears.
How still, how happy! now I feel
Where silence dwells is sweeter far
Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell
However pure its raptures are.
Come, sit down on this sunny stone:
'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -
But sit - for we are all alone
And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.
I could think in the withered grass
Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;
The violet's eye might shyly flash
And young leaves shoot among the fern.
It is but thought - full many a night
The snow shall clothe those hills afar
And storms shall add a drearier blight
And winds shall wage a wilder war,
Before the lark may herald in
Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair
And summer days again begin
Their glory - haloed crown to wear.
Yet my heart loves December's smile
As much as July's golden beam;
Then let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream -
Thursday, September 17, 2009
To Charlotte Cushman by Sidney Lanier
Look where a three-point star shall weave his beam
Into the slumb'rous tissue of some stream,
Till his bright self o'er his bright copy seem
Fulfillment dropping on a come-true dream;
So in this night of art thy soul doth show
Her excellent double in the steadfast flow
Of wishing love that through men's hearts doth go:
At once thou shin'st above and shin'st below.
E'en when thou strivest there within Art's sky
(Each star must o'er a strenuous orbit fly),
Full calm thine image in our love doth lie,
A Motion glassed in a Tranquillity.
So triple-rayed, thou mov'st, yet stay'st, serene --
Art's artist, Love's dear woman, Fame's good queen!
'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon
Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head.'
'That made you?' 'Yes.' 'Just the moon and the light it made
Under the tree?' 'Well, your mouth, too.' 'Yes, my mouth?'
'And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth.
You shouldn't have danced like that.' 'Like what?' 'So close,
Whith your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose
That smelt all warm.' 'I loved you. I thought you knew
I wouldn't have danced like that with any but you.'
'I didn't know, I thought you knew it was fun.'
'I thought it was love you meant.' 'Well, it's done.' 'Yes, it's done.
I've seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown
A kitten... it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down
Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too?'
'Well, boys are like that... Your brothers...' 'Yes, I know.
But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you!'
'They don't understand it's cruel. It's only a game.'
'And are girls fun, too?' 'No, still in a way it's the same.
It's queer and lovely to have a girl...' 'Go on.'
'It makes you mad for a bit to feel she's your own,
And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring,
But it's only in fun.' 'But I gave you everything.'
'Well, you shouldn't have done it. You know what a fellow thinks
When a girl does that.' 'Yes, he talks of her over his drinks
And calles her a--' 'Stop that now, I thought you knew.'
'But it wasn't with anyone else. It was only you.'
'How did I know? I thought you wanted it too.
I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done?'
'To be done' 'Is it all right?' 'Yes.' 'Sure?' 'Yes, but why?'
'I don't know, I thought you where going to cry.
You said you had something to tell me.' 'Yes, I know.
It wasn't anything relly... I think I'll go.'
'Yes, it's late. There's thunder about, a drop of rain
Fell on my hand in the dark. I'll see you again
At the dance next week. You're sure that everything's right?'
'Yes,' 'Well, I'll be going.' 'Kiss me...' 'Good night.' ... 'Good night.'
my shoulders to cry on,
you guys helped me mend my broken hearts,
and laugh the long days away.
We spent every day together at school,
and even on the weekends,
without you two guys in my life,
i would have gotten no where.
We have shared so many inside jokes,
and way too many laughs,
we've ran around like idiots,
and we've made complete fools of ourselves.
You guys were my suport system,
you guys made sure I was never in tears,
you guys spent day after day making me laugh,
and trying to sheild me from all the hurt in life.
You guys were like my family,
my best friends and older brothers,
you guys made sure the guys i dated were nice,
though none of them ever met your standers.
For you guys no one was ever good enough for me,
you guys disapporved of every guy for a fear of me being hurt,
for you guys no guy would ever be good enough for me,
and no guy would ever get your approval.
Mathew me and you were lunch moniters for the grade twos,
we laugh everyday away at lunch and always made idiots of ourselves,
from joking around about my zipper earrings to running the tv around,
from joking around about having road rage to having our serouse talks.
Mathew, you were the smile on my face for so long,
my best friend and without you I wouldnt have learned how to be myself,
you taught me not to care what people think and to always try my best,
and because of you i have gotten to where I am today.
Joey, you've been my best friend for as long as i can remember,
my best friend and someone like an older brother to me,
you have protected me from so much hurt and pain in my life,
and you have been my shoulder to cry on countless times.
We've laughed and joked around about boys and stupid names,
we had our stupid lil fights but way more laughs and jokes,
like making our movie about your scotter and making fun of boys,
you have always made me laugh and smile.
You two boys have done countless things for me,
you guys were so much more then my best friends you guys were family,
and now we never talk anymore theres no communication,
and it hurts me inside everyday to realise i've lost my best friends.
You boys will always hold this special place inside my heart,
I havent forgotten about either of you guys and I never will,
theres always going to be memouries of us replaying in my mind,
and pictures of our crazy moments that we can always look at.
You guys will never be forgotten and I will never turn my back on yous,
we just all have our own lives and I guess we're just always busy,
but I really do need you guys back into my life,
because without my best friends lifes just not the same.
Never have you turned your back on me Or told me I wasnt good enough Or let me down
I don't think you know what that means to me You have went through so much pain and you still have time For me. And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying And I look up too you because you are strong, and caring and beautiful. Even though you don't think you are.
And I hope you know that I am always here To listen to you laugh and cry and help In all the ways that i can And I will try to be at least half the friend you are To me.
I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. My best friend.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Why after death, relaxation and at ease?
Why do we not care any body in youth and tease?
Is the peace available on demand and lease?
This question all the time baffle,
Mind and thoughts both scuffle,
Was it not in our hands to make life?
Less vulnerable when situation was rife,
Whole life we struggled and fought,
For nothing but gain or loss brought,
Blessings, grace never desired and sought,
Did all stupidity but never got caught,
Played hell with human lives an values,
Never paid their honourable dues,
Longed for pleasure and honeydews,
Considered lucky among wealthy few,
Thought of purchasing simply by money,
Muscle and wealth power only main key,
Wondered at sea shores for precious pearls,
Did not bother about any or abuse hurls,
After so much dismal and poor show,
Concern for late life naturally grow,
Heart skips with at simple voice of crow,
Reddishness on cheek disappears and dimmed glow,
Days and nights seem so longer,
Early end of life grow so stronger,
In my own circle I am reduced to stranger,
I have no hard feelings and even anger,
With passage of time D day has come?
Even with disliking it is always welcome,
Final end may be near and still no rest,
I try to conceal face with optimum best,
Why to have peace even in grave?
Life I lived with front brave.
It is not on with final fare well,
Rest may be ok but not final tale.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.
And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!
Just my Love
Everything; which is everything
Is all there was
Is and still to be
Empty fluttering my panic
Is amidst the void
The void is left, all that's left
That and the listless
The pouting and crying
And struggled breath
Grips the grasp of the
Faithful dark; clutching not
But all in all
Leading us down the
Hallowed hall appalled to be
Too large too small
My panic sets as
Plot the plight as it
Turns for worse
The stony heart; that hateful thing
Sings its song to bliss
Its own, the seeds it's sown
The time I've sown
With all my Love
To stay the course
Clutching not; was all for not
The dark ensues is all that's
Left and all that's left; my panic
Sets as the pain begets
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Hide the moonlight,
Somebody might see us.
That they can even take the night
Away from us.
If it snows, don't tell anyone:
"Winter has come."
They might arrest the spring,
While tracking down winter.
If you hear that spring has come,
Don't leave your home.
No, my sweetheart,
Don't pin a flower to your breast,
It might be taken as some sort of symbol.
When did this fear begin?
In what year of what century?
I can't find the right words to describe this
In the language of this land...
There's an old man sitting,
Sitting in front of the ashen gray sea
That is as gray as he is.
His sight blurs the distance,
Which is without horizon.
"There is no youth on Earth anymore,"
There's a child playing,
Playing among the flowers and grass
That are as colorful as he is.
He looks at the sun
Without squinting his eyes,
There is no old age on Earth anymore,"
You Broke My Heart
I told you that I loved you,
You broke my heart.
But again, I told you that I loved you!
I asked you to forgive me,
You cut me short.
But again, I asked you to forgive me!
I asked you not to forget me,
You broke our memories.
But again, I asked you not to forget me!
But you broke it.
Now, how can I give you another life?
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If I light a lamp
In the darkness of this tiredness,
Where will it cast its light?
What will I see?
I'm so afraid of seeing something bad...
I don't know what to do, I don't know.
I'm afraid to light a lamp.
But I'm also afraid that some day
I might get used to the darkness
And be able to see in it