If life were to come to breakdown
I would stand forgiving
For a guy to rely than never ask for nothing
Go to the pits of hell
Fix your flaws then come tell
As if you never knew the dues
Shall be paid so soon
Or play it until you’re fully cooked
Kitchen of a demonic blueprints
Can’t deny if I come out a little bloodstained
This is a fight until the last day
Allah has a way to masks it
Two seeds but two fates
One is a journey of wisdom
And the second being a ride of weakness
Nothing to worry cause your dealer is dealing unknowns
Visit inner-self often
Less of what is material
Only
Practicing to breath and focus
Hence comes the life of senses
Never felts so real as the world manifests
Real as if I had nothing to do with
Just a way of appreciation
Unknown Destiny
Come closer
The Moment of Green Tea
I always like to see and compare how my companions of worldly citizens take time offs for blog creation. On par for my end in western Canada – there hasn’t been one single time when I don’t sleep in early during a day and then stay late at night (1:20 Am) to adhere to the summing silence of horning traffic, blasting of musicals by ongoing drivers seen from the window; hence; sighting of the main road. Today, I must say there isn’t much excitement happening and also it’s been almost a year since my last blog post. Don’t know if I still have it in me. But, the good news is apart from having a boring prospect career as an number cruncher. I actually, found the local University to offer creative skills in poetry writing, dramatic stories or fictional novels. I think I’m in luck for this upcoming fall season. The long drags of snowy days, aha! I sometimes like them too. The good news is already been shared. Can we just turn on some brainy cordons and rehearse a poem here already? I know you are waiting for one; as I like to pre-assume to enjoy an invisible audience.
“The Inspired Moment”
Hints to the parallels of the universe,
Psychopath crimes on the urge earth,
Can one cut through to make on next,
Never have one ever nation thought so well,
New to this level but there goes hell,
There isn’t much difference from here,
Us living and some making the cut for next,
I thought there is someone who listens,
A door which is sacredly hidden,
But, only if you were awake to sneak into it’s hiddens,
The folk on weekends,
That’s what happens?
You know what there is something there but it’s kind of (meh), well that’s what happens within a few months of out of writing conditioning…Goal is to never stop blogging. A better post to come by tomorrow for the followers. Enjoy your short weekends.
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Channo – Idea, Senorita, The Soul Mate, Ambitious?
Channo – Idea, Senorita, The Soul Mate, Ambitious?
Question For Our Times?
Kind of what goes through the back of a guy or a girl’s mind – eventually, when ‘settling’ with
Channo becomes a question of being highly ambitious, or superbly retarded?
Answer: Maybe, the culture you’re brought up in, looking around at your age group, or invalidation of factual information which somehow becomes valid – Since, society; has it’s influence how perspective, thought processing, or making the ‘Right Choice’ – (Another, one of the thousands of beep bleep things they expect you to listen to!)
Superbly Retarded – Look at what is happening around the world. Guy needs Girl – Need for Need – Relationship! Comprehend? Well, let me make it simple. The whole institution of marriage is Fantastic, Ideal or like I said Superbly Retarded.
True-Self
Who are you?
Simple question, yet defines which self you’re utterly living with?
True Self?
After years of soul searching, which for some souls comes naturally; i.e they maybe an ‘old soul’ in a young body. Haven’t you ever encountered folks? With the same womb-out day as you, but, displaying high-level of integrity. By the contrary some bodies are just never matured in the aspect of persevered mentality, state of mind, integrity.
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Note #1
Dilemma: Beyond the mindless; it’s a place where I feel safe but to her this borderline it’s the most confusing state?
Answer: I don’t think she should settle for average. After I let her explore this thought process of a dynamite.
Imperfection of Universe – (Visually Around Us)
Quality over Quantity – Rule
Naivety of inexperience may cause arousal for too much of useless quantity. Once, that aggression is tendered into a light headed mind frame one may ponder to realize the unnecessary of such time spent. When, I first willingly undiscovered my creative persona it was imprinted by a lot of excitement. Prospectively is a norm for anything you begin out from scratch. No gimmicks in the absorption of Olfactory nerve of the most authentic organism in the human body. Yes, it would be the brain.
Does creative thought has a lobe for space in human brain autonomy? Insular cortex is where the pain can be sensed. You may be the judge of which lobe might be superior for your personality trait or vice versa. Now, that you have some tad bit introductory background of neurology of human brain. Let’s get to the bread and butter. Shall we?
Pain as we know is only temporary – ‘No pain, No gain’. What’s interesting about it is how it alters into building where one takes stands in life, making a fully potential person, developing balancing emotions, teaching how to cope and immune to its short-life span, building stronger reflexes to counter attack it, and finally living to love it and look forward to embracing it.
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A Father’s Hand
Do I feel senseless, idiotic or emotional? How to keep a balance? When one tend to combine all three of the attributes together – ‘SenselessIdioticEmotions’ (SIEPoet). Who’s to judge it’s all between friends, right?
A Father’s Hand
Lost was the little boy in the supermarket (5)
Fear enacted around his world (10)
Red on his face, it was born, quickly, (15)
The first tear so ugly (20)
Crowd had he gathered (25)
Help has he shouted? (3)
Overwhelmed with dripping anxiety (35)
Nice folks probe him questions (40)
In search for his guardian (45)
Behind the crowd arouse a tall man (50)
Calling; ‘Son, is that you?’ (55)
Boy alleged to his Father’s knee (60)
Holding as if he found the key (65)
The world brightened up (70)
As the hustle continued (75)
His father’s hand (80)
Did the boy slip for a time (90)
Angle from Karem
Angle from Karem
“…What I think may deflect how I expand my own horizon from day to day experiences…”
It’s true when one is feeling contented she may forget to develop on thoughtful stories her character lives on a second-by-second basis. On the other hand it may also interest you to notice the contrary. When one is overwhelmed she may look for a shoulder to cry on and just let the rain pour…(from the eyes unfortunately)
The Conscious Morally Awaken Human
Human emotion is really complex trait also a real fun one. Without emotions we might as well be classified as robots. “Siri” for instance, it’s a computer feedback system which response to similar questions in an angular manner.
One day she is happy the reason can be from numerous sources, let’s pick some: a new job, new car, new friend, etc. And, then there is a tragedy which drains all the ‘Happy’ electrifying neurons just like the effect of a caffeinated beverage. That’s when one should say: ‘Dam right!’ I’m the lucky one.
Lucky because now it’s time to bring on what you really got. Some higher authority has chosen you for testing the waters in her own presence. Why the rich celebrities are unhappy and battling different addictions what has come along with their fortunes? How easy would life be if you were handed everything you needed it survive?
Everyone will be called upon to ‘Bring it on’ at some point in life…not if you already had been more than once or twice already. So, now you also know how you made it out and are who you are today because of it…
Faran Karem
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Life of Poets 