I chose to paint you with a different brush.
Associate you with a new identity.
a new image intensified with a new meaningful passion.
You had followed a disgraceful path.
Your eyes reflect the harsh realities of your past.
Let me guide you to a promised land,
a place of love and peace
You’ve been broken for such a long time.
You have forgotten the sweet sounds of blessings.
Small things which gives great pleasure
The cacophony which dwells inside your mind shall be evicted by pleasing thoughts.
You fail to recognize the existence of love and happiness.
You are preoccupied with depressing events.
with quietness and acceptance
The disturbing thoughts get easily swayed by the wind.
Allow pleasing thoughts to drive you forth
Be the guardian of your thoughts
Sometimes in life we tend to ignore the truth because of its bitter taste and we forget that the truth lessen the burden of living life with depressing thoughts. Sometimes its fine to feel sad or angry. Allow yourself to go through those emotions now rather than dealing with them later when its too late.
P.s Life is a mixture of happy and sad memories.
How can I write your name in the sky when you broke my wing?
Im dragged down by your gravity of deceptions and hate.
You like it when Im on the ground.
Though you have taken some part of me.
You didn’t take away my heart.
We are at war,
Armoured with only our voices,
A pen and paper our only weapon
Writing our stories,
Stories which will forever remain
within the heart that listen
We are artist,
Artist who paints pictures of reality
Just look closely
Allow your eyes to see the ugly truth that lies within.
Cultivating the soul with all beautiful things.
The picture holds no sympathy
It reveals its ruthless nature unconsciuosly
reflecting the complexity of the critical mind.
The artist doesn’t care about being admired
he only cares about sustaining the reality of his craft.
he is the Soldier
fighting an endless battle
a battle that has no victory
yet its occurrence is satisfactory
It had occurred for long time
taken everything I thought it was mine
made him innocent like a child
he do not know when it began
All he remember is the beautiful sun
The sun that exposed him unto his enemies
leaving them helpless
His craft is heartless
So much blood had been shed
Lots of lesson had been learnt
Inspiring strangers had been met
And he doesn’t feel reluctant to call them friends
They are his family which he never had…
They are his revelation he never anticipated
His words left him uneasy
leaving him in great suffocation
Pleading to find redemption
Then feeding his hunger with great expectations.
Just by sayin “Hi” you open a door to new possibilities.
A smile from a stranger shape your thoughts in a different way,
Conversation lasted for few minutes gives your life a new meaning.
You don’t know this person by name
Yet you feel like you’ve known each other for years.
God is great and act in mysterious ways.
You’ve struggled to pin point that one aspect during the time of confusion,
Therefore a soul came to you,
Sharing his gift (wisdom) with you
You will forget his face, yet remember every word he said…..
Surely we walk pass angels everyday unaware,
our eyes limiting us to see the greatness that lies within this unknown soul.
Never underestimate random conversations shared with a stranger,
Sometimes you don’t need a friend to comfort or brighten your day
Someone you met at the grocery store, at the park or at school could unleash hidden treasures of life,
Everyday there’s a lesson to be learnt
A mistake to be rectified,
A laughter to be shared,
A memory to be cherised.
Juts give yourself time to listen,
Listen closely to the beautiful sound created by this unknown pianist,
He plays the music which seemed to be unknown
Today his music will sound unfamiliar
but tommorow you’ll understand the meaning behind his composed melodies.
Embrace the mysteries that comes with your human senses
The creator had a purpose of giving you such an extraodinary gift,
Be grateful, learn to cherish those little things.
Where do I begin?
When will this madness end?
I sat motionless on the library desk
while my mind was busy roaming, traveling to an unknown place.
A place which has serenity and selfless liberation,
Having a great need to share the secrets of these place with this person next to me.
I feel like sharing will bring great fulfillment,
Enhance the natural connection of our own excitement,
I am afraid that you will react differently,
Your stubbornness would restrict you from feeling this pure happiness.
Can you hear the soft music that we create with our bodies,
We need not said anything,
Let’s just free our soul and enjoy the song created by our heart beats.
It sadden me that it will take time for you to understand,
accept reality and act neutral towards this situation
Do you believe that whatever we share is real?