Monday, February 21, 2011

..carrier of seeds.

A certain organism is produced after a battle with its own creation.
Complex in structure yet simple in function.
Knows what its job is, gets to work.
Succeeds by doing, fails by trying.
Privileges are only a dream for the worker does not deserve a rest.

For all this, only a pat and no medal.
Good job son; you have made a world for yourself, but you cannot enjoy it.

Look at the others, they are destroying it..give them a medal.
Why?
Undoing is more rewarding?
Forget the vision, the pain that follows the happy thoughts..
That flower will do.

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Saturday, January 1, 2011

..holes in the rock beneath.

So sorry to see such damage, such danger among.
Pity is no longer necessary.
Abuse, re-abuse, refrain from fixing, just spit.

When a system fails, is one obliged to repair it? Or just ditch it for a new one?
Might as well, uselessness to all may be life to another.
So search the scattered graveyard for what one does not need.

It just might be what one really needs.

Monday, December 13, 2010

..bittersweet need.

Strands from the same piece of cloth are similar.
What if one wishes for a piece of cloth with dissimilar texture?
Can it be done?
Is it too much for man to accept diversity within the same piece?

Enlarge the view of the concept; can man accept one another for being different from oneself?
If our bodies did not reflect light and the colour of the skin didn't show..how different would one be from one another?

Maybe it is too much to ask for, one might just stick to the fabricated cloth the tailor offers..or make his own.

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Saturday, November 20, 2010

..master's call to clouds.

On the march towards life, one sought to be the best one can.

Making use of the proper values of morality learned, either through self-tutoring or via guidance, the results of such acts proved questionable in one's mind.

Sharing, did not always yield the satisfaction of seeing others happy; especially when the items shared ended up destroyed, damaged or lost.

Understanding, situations involved having to agree with opinions even though one did not share the same theories..just for the sake of showing compassion.

Respect, too much of it was given, not much was given back in return.

Discipline, mostly attributed to one's self had repercussions later, when inducing on others guilt followed.

Honesty, like a flower's life; was blooming in the beginning..ended up dead and broken.

Responsibility, accepted when success was sure; denied when failure was seen.

Love, a taste which proved to be more sour than one expected, so that drink was also never ordered again.

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Saturday, November 6, 2010

..strains of mist.

Go back in time,
Go back in time,
To that point in line.

Certain moments speaking truth,
Others leaning far from truth,
Yet all in all one is left mute.

The kindling flame within the brain,
Capable of leaving one insane,
Oh how one longs for that mane.

The fog clears itself to reveal,
The focused image of such appeal,
That one does not wish to stay under the heel.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

..of red and skin.

There she was in the perfect dress.
And one saw her in all her glory.
Never saw her before, but knew she was the one..or so one felt.

The first step was to engage conversation with, and that one did with ease.
Alas one could not hold back, grabbed her hand to caress and respond well she did.
A smile like no other appeared on her face, and grin like a merry boy one also did.

The cheeks just happened to have met, the lips followed.
Happiness in the most silent form had happened.
Happiness within the mind, for then the eyes opened up and what one saw was the ceiling..for it was but a dream.

One knew then, how it had to happen but one did not know whence.

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

..transfered, not lost.

The senses are precise according to how the body treats them.

One cannot hope to be good at something dedication cannot be found for in the pure heart.

Silence can help motivate and teach those that listen to it.

Motion is exciting to those that embrace the wind along their body.

Explosions colour the lives of those that use their eyes well.

The salt in the air give life to the taste buds of those that respect themselves.


They say fire is a bad master, but it has been the heart of this planet for millions of years.
I am the servant of this land, knight me for a just cause.

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