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
Tag: Ask
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.
#WorldPeaceUnite
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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