Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Thursday, September 8, 2016

The New Born

The New Born




There is pride of strength,
Significance of patience in time's length,
There is an unrivaled joy in conquering,
Mastery of history and excellence authoring

First...
Hearts endure the silent independence
Then Faces pay the fine of audacity and disgrace
Eyes grasp the jading complaints of shame,
Souls wear the comfortless fearlessness of blame

The power of solitude and its dreadful insight
O, dear friend! Here is the self-sufficing delight

Why fight to live if we only live to die?
Why is the first sign of a human life a cry?
Diversity of nature remains reflected in every life
Dispersed like sands on the beach
As heavens spread before us beyond reach

A new life...life of a new born,
A symbol of victory...it deserves a crown
Worthy of great poets' rhymes
So mighty, too gorgeous, and so prime
Too great to be cited in simple verses

This sperm's determination merits deep respect
We shall avail every possible help,
And guide him through this life.
Because he is the living symbol of triumph

We, early comers, shall stand and welcome the late one
With joy and pride, for he has battled and won
He has conquered millions to live and weight our eyes
The sun has risen to blot the sky, ---our skies

A dream that survives the light of day is a reality

Let's help him...
Care for him...sustain the dream
Assist him create the needs, and fulfill aspirations.
Generate the driving force of purposes and determinations
Serve him to meet fantasies of nations, and of humankind
This potential savior of our planet, is the eyes of the blind
He is the miracle that shapes the universe
He is the new born.

~~ @Billdove7

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Self on Focus

Self on Focus

"It doesn't mean if you ignore me, I do not exist. I am a complete man; an inexorable mind filled with possibilities and determination. I am a spirit which took flesh to overcome because I am a dream bearing heart and a goal bearing soul. I might hidden on your sight and forgotten by you, but it shall matter less. For I am a mighty soul that can." ~~ @Billldove7




A man is a shining star. 
His mind is the light which shines his way from afar. 
He is guilty and innocent in his own way. 
He takes responsibility for his conscious acts
There he'd deny the unconscious ones: his unaware perception. 

But he is a whole unity: mind, soul and body, otherwise 
He is simply a body with a name or a named primate. 
He perceives, denies and imagines. His pride

However, he accepts, constructs, develops day by day. 
He shall be satisfied with the new mindset leading the day. 
In nature, he would retreat and reflect
There he'd ponder over subjects
Subjects of great interest and also of less
"To work my organs, atoms and attributes",
He would command them, all in to better the self
He trusts and believes

But for three things he would be wrong.

1. He always believes that tomorrow will be better even if the present evidence fails to prove. To him, the universe is evil when things do not turn out as he had hoped. But the fact is that the universe is simply indifferent.

2.  He thinks he has full control over his own life and also believes to have a major share of say in the ones of his subordinates.

3.  He constantly believes that he can do better even if his best act or attempt fails to suggest otherwise in satisfying the world or even himself.

But above all, one thing is certain and for that I am sure. No matter what you think you are, you are always more than that. There are no mistakes but only feedback. Simply stand up, live and learn, then educate others. For 'YOU' are the last survival grip. The driver in the guilt trip. The first and last second of your own winning thought. You are the self-doubt in every decision you make. You are the author of your happiness and wraith. But you are the one who stays with YOU until the very end. Regardless of your gender, YOU are a mighty soul that can.


~~ @Billdove7

Thursday, September 24, 2015

The Undressed

The Undressed



Why, why, why, why, why? Surely why?
Why would you want to make me cry?
Why causing me so intense pain?
I am going insane
I am losing my mind
I would rather die

I once lived in a little world
Clouds would never twist,
Nor winds to whirl
Lived as the subject and the president
My laws. The only inhabitant

The ambassador of my thoughts
The attorney and judge at my own court
Biased or not; could not care. My justice
I was the only negotiator, a man fully fearless

Destiny brought me to you, using an unforgettable moment,
The bright instant of my existence,
The day my sun appeared so effulgent.
Cannot erase the day I made your acquaintance

But now, I am treated like water
Although needed, and used to cleanse clothes
Unwanted it remains. Call made for the drier
A little stubbornness, the iron is invited
All done to dry me up as if to praise hatred
And to make me feel unloved and unwanted

Why have you become my oppressor?
Why can you not be a good partner?
Why am I the only one trying to keep us together?
What's missing in me that I am shattered?

My heart is broken into a million pieces
My mind is visiting rough places
Eyes dry but heart soaked in tears of thousands seas
I keep coming back like hit by amnesic disease

You were the first to dress me in a love-suit
Today you find pleasure to strip me from it
You are still the only one I think of every single minute
Your love has been my greatest parachute

I wish you were not the best,
The best I ever had
If you were not, I would have enjoyed the rest
And would not have felt this sad
Still, I cannot let go until you tell me 'It's Over'.

If something hurts me more than losing you,
It's knowing you're not fighting to keep me
And now, it is almost our anniversary
Come back to 'me and you'
Please do not forget the fourteen of February

This pain drills a huge hole in my soul
I have love you with my all.
Here alone, bereaved. I will surely die
But before I trip into the depths of the tomb,
Cut my ring finger and come take your love-costume
And I would not have any desire to love or wed
Love or wed in the land of the dead
Fear to contaminate this disease: Love

I am here falling again,
Please, I do not want to miss your catch
It is not easy to explain
I am just missing you so much

Come, cover me, dress me with your love-suit again
I am here waiting. <3

~~ @Billdove7

Sunday, December 7, 2014

The world we live in


                      People want to be great, have big offices, be elevated and glorified. They want to be superior to their peers and dominate them. They want to be feared, and feel special. Feelings in a flesh; not a pure substance which composes the man I am. It matters not to me. They see wealth and happiness as possessing one side of nature. But what about peace, human relation, and making social change! Genuine justice (equality in the face of the law) delights my mind. Social change rejoices my heart. My internal growth suffices my soul. Balance between my needs and wants shall stand relentless.

It does not mean that if you ignore me, I do not exist. I am a complete human; an inexorable mind filled with possibilities and  determination, a heart which bears dreams, passion, emotions and feelings: a mighty soul. I might stand hidden to you and forgotten by you. It matters less, for I am a mighty soul that can. I choose and change my own fate. To me, nothing comes neither too early nor too late! I am a spirited man. Tell me:




How long will you ignore the call to help the right that needs assistance?
Are we not not all human?
How long will you turn away from the wrong that needs resistance?
Is every life not worth the same?

How many deaths shall occur before a jury could convict a killer?
How many lives should be taken out before you could act lawfully and stricter?
How long does a man have to be homeless before you could offer him a shelter?
How many lives shall ail and suffer?
I guess they are to the world, just invisible.

How long shall women and infants cry to be delivered from violence?
How many liters of tears shall they drop before you could offer a helping hand?
How impossible is a world with no one alien and without race repugnance?
Could you possibly imagine a world where everyone peacefully cohabits and understands?
I hope no one stands alone and invisible
Come, take my hand.

But how many valuable acts does a man have to do to be called a saint?

Let each being become courageous and bold
Bold to stand up and fight for a better world
A world full of kindness, discipline and love
Where the floor wouldn't feel disregarded but valued like the ceiling above
Everyone has a purpose; every life has a meaning.

Give a chance to acceptance
Give a chance to common peace
Give a chance to justice and tolerance
Give a chance to love
Come, join in and fight the wrong to cease
I guess no one will ever be invisible

Because as departed water reunites behind a hand,
One day, all shall coexist, cohabit and unite
Perhaps in time we shall understand,
We all are equal; no one is a parasite to fight
But a compatriot to support, love and treat right

Be a candidate of a better world. 
This world is 'INNOCENCE'
Young, adult and old;
This world invites all to enter while we still can.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Nature's eyes see all. She awaits with fully loaded hands. Fully loaded and ready to reward virtues and redress every wrong. Simply because she hates exceptions and monopolies. Let's all act right. 

~~ @Billdove7