Tuesday, 6 June 2017

The World on Earth

Frankly I need a place to belong, but not in this world.
I need a place of great imagination and thoughts,
Where there are no limits
I know, sounds like fantasy
Imagine what the fantasy of that world will be, their horror stories that portray our world in a lead role
Ben fits into the benefits
Clouds that do not hold rain
Kids that do not hold tears
Won’t that be glorious?
But why so far fetched
We blame the world, but the world hasn’t done anything
It’s always been here, serving as a home
So who do we point our fingers too
Who is the real culprit?        
My mother always told me, it’s wrong to point
But I can’t help it, a child can help it, same as a child can’t help but make mistakes
Toying with ignorance and shallowness
Yet putting up a cute benevolent smile
Oh how the innocent have been dipped in tar
Oh how our world has fallen
Only blessed to be suspended in space
If otherwise, our sins would have weighed gravity to hit on the ground
The dead smile, trust me.
They’ve lived hell and left.
All the regrets of things we think they didn’t have the chance to accomplished
Was left behind with the emotions of the living
There are no dreams or aspirations in the afterlife
Same as there is no chase after the thief is caught.
Okay that was moody
Let’s do happy thoughts
Right now, someone got a promotion
Right now, someone just fell in love
Right now, a child was born
Right now, a dream came true
Right now …………………………..


Tuesday, 25 April 2017


It's a familiar friend
One that makes me aware of it's presence.
A loud knock on my ever shut doors.
A teacher with rude remarks
A lesson too hard to forget
An unpleasant place for heavens preparation.
Friend or foe
I know not
But what is darkness without light
What is day without night
So what is joy without pain..

Light Subconscious

The reality is that we all pick the illusion we live in. What gives you hope might be another's fear.
So when you hear a story, take the morals from it and not the script.
Watch more than you talk. Remember that you are just an audience in other people's lives. Do not dive in, knock before entering, and wait to be asked to take a sit.
Always remember, you are not always the story teller, so be a good listener and then you'll have the privilege to speak. Before you speak, always give an applaud to the story teller, remember, he gave you your sit.
Life is delicate as it is. You wake up everyday knowing how fragile it is, so you should also recognise the responsibility of coming into someone's life, either as help or to stay. Don't pick up broken shards of glass, just to smash them up more.
Sometimes lending help is not giving help at all. We should be more aware of when we are not needed than when we are, rather than forcing our opinions to cause destruction. The right advice will form a merger and the wrong, a collision.  With every right merger you grow, and you create more options of help for yourself.
Then one day, when you become the story teller , you'll be assured that you are giving your seats to the right people.