She’s drowning of sadness, anxiety and depression Don’t even know the difference of the three All she know is that she’s drowning in this river of torment Oh God, please don’t abandon her
Everything scratches her body, heart, mind, and soul She gets weaker and weaker, day by day She’s nothing without You, please Lord help her She becomes dangerous to herself and to everyone
The crisis of time had learned her the tragedy of solitude Learned from the danger side of silence Learned to keep the sword out from beloved ones She drains, oh she drains!
Confuse if this is a curse or karma Knowing she deserves to suffer But oh Lord not in this kind of pain All that sucks outward from dust to mosquito bites Till bites of pride, obsession and resentment
I see a soul that views the world same as me Unto the same lense of spirituality Either dicerns the virtue of purity Ever the depths of that modesty
We met on the same page of circumstance Been troubled by an exploiter We ain’t gave a damn; Not a hoe nor fool, but a women of respect
I could look up the grace of Him I see as precious of carnation blooms That once cherish for its light red pigments Yes, it’s her brilliance of ingenuity
She’s bold and independent She’s smart and innovative I see her as my angel I see her as my soulmate
Lines, soft edges, brushes and canvas Poured every inch of slaughtered truth The vivid pallette used to vivid scene It’s not as hidden unless it’s forbidden
But oh! if it forbids to tell, A different language nailed The language of an artist Everyone could see, if not it’s jailed
In every stroke, In every smudge Conveys cruelty, Conveys brutality
The layer’s panel hides and unhides That every ruler’s wish to take The transparency layer locked or unlocked That every ruler’s that have the blame
A power to dominate A persuasion to manipulate A capability to make dolls A tragedy that makes everyone dull
They mean a power of owning Owning news media companies, Then they call it privilege? And yes it is
They mean a power of controlling Controlling economic profit Controlling society’s perception On instilled released production
As seen as movie Listened in radio broadcast Read in in any media’s post Followed as society’s standard
Heard the people’s cries Sought the people’s agonies Mourned the people’s sorrows After all people weren’t blind
Intuition speaks Truth proves it But only few stand Most were eaten
Who dares to tell the truth When it’s a fight for now and death When it bites career and family When it strikes our joy and peace
But how long could people pretend? And be suffocated by power’s control May it be this case, The art speaks itself
Winds swaying, flowers blooming All around me is clear But there’s a light Before splendid things struck my eyes
From the beginning that you bore me, There’s a light that I always feel when we’re together An aroma of your kisses and hugs A tenderly care of yours that can never be compared to gold
Thy love shining into my life Is my learnings and guidance Into the virtuous actions That makes you glow
The inheritance of life The way who I am today My achievements in life Comes from your loving hand
Myself want to give you a bouquet of orchids As a sign of a regal thank you Trying to reflect my loving treasures from you That I want to express in my heart
* I made this poem in year 2014 in dedication to my mom during Mother’s Day.
I came up on the hardest explanation in my life In which I couldn’t find its definition on the books Where I find the key on the moments, Moments that makes a difference
It all starts to love – Friendships in loving experiences Would even teach me in things In every mood that glows
Friends that give joy in sadness – Winning in the price of comfortness Shining in the midst of humor Fighting in the whisper of pain
Though sometimes moments blurred Things even say the last greeting But the walls on our picture will never be fading I just take a glance on changes, saying “hi” to the pain, strongly welcome the tomorrow, and keep the pictures of yesterday
Do nut stand for people who only respect power and wealth.
Butterfly shimmer,
Without shining diamond –
It’s a heart’s treasure
The nobility of an individual is not measured by his social standing. It is determined by a person’s view of life and their desire to live it to the fullest, pulled by their passion and faith along it. It’s about what he believes would bring him fulfillment, the happiness he acquires on what he stands to believe in through living it. Hence, not everyone has principles, not everyone knows what they really want in life, and not everyone values the preciousness of life. Not everybody has been taught the virtues of living a moral life. These leads people having propensity to be influenced by the media’s expectations on what is being aired in different media platforms; which has been instilled in their minds, and that they believe these societal norms would fill them. It’s tragic how social media often influence people’s perceptions by the aesthetic and lavish posts from rich folks. Down to society’s ideals of a perfect female body image, a perfect high-paying job, an ideal socioeconomic status of property, an ideal skin tone – prejudice, an ideal facial features and etc. It’s when people desired something that’ll boost their pride, the need for attention that they might be able to acquire through power, fame, and money, among other things. It’s ironic how these people want to be loved and feel the need to love in the first place. Many of us wrongly perceive love that is something to be obtained by an ego boost, something we could get our pride for; when in no doubt love is the key to our existence that formulates our good principles in living it. Where man invests his understanding, patience, kindness, compassion, self-sacrifice, and all other means of loving a person, animal, environment and etc. Though pride is rooted in a man’s nature, it is not a guarantee that he will obsess over it, that will only make him miserable of its consequence. Only a man knows how to live humbly when he is content to follow his principles for the greater good. Importantly, the secret to living a life through good values and principles will make a greater sense. It’s a treasure no one could get from him.
Oh! How shall I walk in an extreme road That is full of chains on the way Whenever I passed by, it was air Going into the other state of stage
Into the step of the sand, The vissage of my prints Covers the whole me Oh! how I fight valorously into the chains that binds my shoes on the path
Whenever I fall into the hole, I can still see the brightness of tomorrow And it makes me better than a precious diamond That shines into the darkness of path
Until the days of my journey, Last for an hour only Where I reach the shining star And that’s how life beautiful
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