Friday, September 21, 2012

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Life must continue

 I use to wake up with a smile
Spreading my arms
and opening my heart
setting myself free
Hearing mockingbirds singing in the morning
everything now has gone
Life must continue

Darkest hour began
bright smile flashed away
Arms of protection are folded
open heart is struggling to survive
life will never be the same
I heard my syndicate singing that song
I found out she knew what she was saying
It will never be the same.
Timeless
Implementation

I implement
For my own implementation purpose
Not for majority
but for reality

I implemented my love
I implemented my trust
I implemented my faith
I also implemented my life and my soul over him(God)

I use plantation of my life as a gold
I use my soul as my silver
and my existance as a bronx
I prefer plantation
rather than deforestation

I have acception
That ignore rejection
My life
My soul
My existance
God are in your caught.

Ignorance

I've been Beaten
I've been Ignored
I've been Humiliated
I've been Blamed
I've been Rejected

The was a rejection
Instead of acception
The was loneliness
Instead of happiness
Ignorance was taking place over my life

The were no friends
No one around me
but only the ignored person on shame
feeling the pains
jokes were all over me

I was like a bird flying without wings
Streams were attached
personification rejection was the solution for ignores
The was no shame for falling tears
running away was the only option
That's why I'm alone
At unknow world of pain and shame.

Mediators

An unsolvable x
Between axes
We're the calculators
To solve these axes
We're stuck between these axes

Methods over my heard
Calculations going over my heard
Two axes on silent
The elder brother of quietness
both axes want to be survivor

Hearing
Analysing
Trying win win solution
between these two different emotions
Remember we don't prove other x wrong

We remove brackets
Which cause obstraction
between axes
We're not the favour
We're not the faker
But we're the winners for both axes
That's why they call us Mediators

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The route that have not been taken 

It was full of grass
spider webs over it
full of Ant hills
The was not even a single footstep
That's when I started to doubt
I never took it.

The second route was purely clean
Lots of up and down footsteps
that's why I fell for it
But yet it develops some grass
footsteps are just disappearing bit by bit
The choice has changed to chance

People started whispering
When I took the second route
I never took it first
But yet I have learned a lot about it
No more chances but only choices
Remember life is not about chances
Its about choices that we made.

I don't care about what they say

They come up with strategies
They're faces full of assassin smiles
Having negative ideas of killing the mockingbird
Faking themselves to be attractions
Although they're polluters
That producing pollution
On human environment

Name calling
Lame strategies of hopeless
Big mouths that producing destruction on our attractions
All they have is worth nothing
Only truth about me
Its myself and I
I am full of surprises just like a son of God
and I will never die.
What they say

You can see
You can hear
You can find
bad and the good thing about me
But I will never respond on that

But the only truth about me
I am not what they say
I am not they want me to be
They calling me by names
But they wont get my response
I will never respond.

Remember the Judgment day
Who's going to feel the pains?
Who's going to suffer the most?
Who's going to pay back?
To whom?
Remember that that's where I am going to respond
During Judgment day.
Holding

I've been holding
but yet it seems like not
I hold on something
To not let it go
Should I hold on?
Why should I hold on?
Yes you can
Because you did.

Hold my hand
Which get connected with my heart
That generate holding of my heart

Right hand holding love
Left hand holding life
And my middle hand holding my soul
But the is only one men who operate my holding
which is Jesus christ
He said to me "keep on holding"
That's why I'm still holding.

let me hold you
So that you can receive my own holding
I said hold my hand
You deserve my holding
I will keep on holding you
Never lose your holding
Until holding lose you
If it can.
Timeless

I wake up on time
Do my staff on time
Clock is ticking fast
Seconds are ready to produce minutes
Minutes running to produce an hour
I find myself living without time
That's why I'm timeless

No time
But things are getting done on time
I never become hopeless
Although I'm timeless
I started to use my own imaginations
For my own time
Creativity was the only option
to remove timeless
I used my shadow for time predictions
Now I have find myself on time.