WORDLY LIFE

THE PRETTY WORDLY LIFE


How pretty,is this wordly life
But not a soul shall remain
We have all come into this world
Only to leave it one day

I can see that everything around me
Rises then fades away
Life is just a passing moment
Nothing is meant to stay ...

This pretty wordly life has an end
Its then real life begins
A world where we will live forever

This life truly has an end
As it's just a bridge that must be
Crossed to a life that will go on eternity

So many years,faster slipping by like
The sleepers of the cave,wake up
Make choice before we end up in our graves,
Oh God
You didn't put me here in vain i know
I will be held accountable for what i do and i've done

This life is just a trip
And it is taking back to you

So many get caught in this beautiful web
Its gardens become an infatuation
But surely they will understand at the final stop
That its gardens are meant for cultivation

This pretty worldly life has an end
This is the one i share with you.

ARTISTIC IMAGINATION

ARTISTIC IMAGINATIONS

A melody of an imagination
I made a decision
To write a composition
Consists of imagination
I needed information
As well as application
So i went for exploration

I made an introduction
I sat for evaluation
Because of my education
There was no opposition
Neither limitation

I wrote that composition
With no competition
I went through selection
of various compositions
It was just confirmation
As i had that kind of imagination

I won for a composition
As i was preparing for my graduation
I earned reputation
For the artistic imagination

Upon my composition
Of exciting expression
There was kind of celebration
With glamour decoration
As i had that expectation

So i was upon conclusion
They said congratulation
With much appreciation
This is just dedication.

I WAS AROUND...

I WAS AROUND

I want to leave both my finger and footprints
On the roads of time,know there was a thing
Meant a thing that i left behind.

When i leave this earth i will go with
No regrets,leave something to remember
Leaving a legacy so they won't forget that
I was around
I lived,i wrote,,
I was alive i worked,i loved..
I did,i have done all that i wanted although
It was not more than i thought it would be

I will leave my sign,mark,and writings so everyone
Will know that i was around ,yes just because of
My inspirations

I need to show i lived each day until
I died and know that i meant much
In someone's life,,

The mind and hearts i have touched
Will prove that i leave that i made a
Change in all possible ways i could
And people will see i was around,,,

The thing is just that i gave my all
Did my best level to bring joy,,happiness
Left this earth a little better just due to
My existance that ,,,,i was around.

Perfect Day for Two Ringed Lives

Oh, such a beautiful day

A day of remembrance, 14 June

A day where we were all looking forward and waiting for it.

And it finally comes, oh thank you Lord!

For giving us the opportunity of attending

This marriage ceremonie of sister Djalia

And her giant husband Ramadhan.

Oh sister Djalia, the bells ring

The fingers are ringed

Two lives are ringed

They become one.

Marriage is noble

This day is holy

This day of marriage joins two lives

They become one.

The vows are taken

One at a time

The two become one

One with another in spirit,

Soul and body.

This marriage is divine

Ordained by God

This marriage is a vine

Adorned in gold.

Much appreciation to our parents

Who contributed a lot in order to reach this day

Oh it is really awesome.

Sister Djalia and Rama, so you are now happy

As you always worked hard for the best. 

Juggling between two lovers

There is one thing Gloria learnt about dating more than one guy. 

When she joined campus, she fell in love with a guy who was doing his final year at campus.  He was handsome but a bit taller than her. 

However, she still liked him.  He treated her like a princess and gave her everything that she needed, although he was not working. 

After school, he got a job in one of the banks.  That meant more care because he would buy her each and every nice thing he would come across. 

She never ran out of money and their relationship was moving on smoothly.  She never found any fault with him.  

Although he was not as intimate as he was supposed to be, Gloria did not notice and would never complain.

However, in her third year, Gloria started dating another guy.  Unlike her working boyfriend, that one was very poor and jobless because they were in the same class.

Gloria started going back home with him and they would have meals together.  He even started going to her hostel and at times would sleep over.  With time, Gloria began to notice things about her boyfriend that she used not to, like his being distant.  She also started complaining that he was frequenting her place so much, a thing that would make her friend very uncomfortable.  At times he would come to visit Gloria and she would not give him anything to eat because all that was left was for Gloria’s school boyfriend. 

One day, her banker boyfriend went to visit her and the school boyfriend was in her room.  However, she was lucky that her other friends were also in the room so it was hard for the banker to know that he was her boyfriend. 

Despite all of this, Gloria never thought of walking out of the relationship because she knew that if she walked away, she would remain poor since her boyfriend did not have money.  She would get money from the other one and give it to her school boyfriend.

She though that since her rich boyfriend could not take care of her emotional needs, then she would get someone else to do it for her. 

However, Gloria realised that she was only cheating and hurting herself because she was never comfortable whenever she was with either him or her school boyfriend, thinking that one of them might find out.

Gloria finally made up her mind and decided to drop one of them.  It was the school boyfriend she dropped.  However, all that taught her that she would never date two guys at once because she cannot love them equally.  She only has one heart, that will belong to only one person, not two or more. 

The Great Escapes

We’re frightened people,

People without core or guts;

We move and act by group control;

We fear everything

With funny consequences.

Our brand of religion is a chain of scapegoats,

Through it we fear to declare,

Or discuss the movements of our humanity;

Inside us our passions work,

Our emotions have ecstasies,

And our sentiments see truth.

All visions for our common survival.

But few of us will lift voice or finger

To acknowledge the best flower,

That fruit of our living flames of life,

Hiding in the twilight inches from escapism:

            We never grow up to required maturity,

            For our eyes of depth and width,

            Though active and sharp, never see,

Or face the light: the epiphany of life and –

Meaning embodied:

            We so hide from ourselves,

            Remaining unmapped oases to ourselves

And when we die,

The utility of our bodyself

Faces the lie, the fear of our unexplored self

Once so rich in gifts of joy and discovery:

Yet all left with all energy and riches untouched.

And this is the great escape.  

Education

Father, Mother

Provide me with pen and slate

I want to learn

Land is gone

Cattle and sheep are not there

Not there any more

What’s left?  Learning, learning

Father, if you had many cattle and sheep

I would ask for a spear and shields

But now –

I don’t want a spear

I do not want a shield

I want the shield and spear of learning

Father

The war of shields and spears

Is now ended

What is left?

The battle of wits,

The battle of the mind

I, we all want to learn

We have to raise our voices higher and higher

Saying that education is life and the key for the future

Yet it is and let’s do more and more

Become better beings, educated and later at our end, leaving a legacy to empower others

Let’s make it real and perfect,

And learn.