Showing posts with label Short Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Short Poems. 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

Sunday, March 8, 2015

The road of solitude

"When I access wisdom, when I encounter every natural knowledge; pain is gone, sorrow is not there. I become the residence of freedom. This is the establishment of the permanent relation with the self." ~~ +Bill Dove 




From my early days, my innocent young years,
My spirit was sustained in every change of my growth
Times of mute dialogues with my mother's prime love
Yet difficult is the path awaiting before me

Fear broke in. Sought for tiger's legs, lion's roar, or eagle's wings
To run, hunt, scare, rule  and fly
Survival fight: win to live or lose and die
But progress made, target set and mindset changed
Still troubles found ways into my young mind
From unknown causes, they all came
But dear my integrity I beheld. Matter of time

Irreplaceable communions with friends
The young hearts' genuine joys are to never change
Lessons learned as in time alone I stood
The props of my endurance were removed
Friends and family, together they all departed
But my mind's fitness claimed highness. It unfolded.

Everything is transitional. Nothing lasts forever.
The essence of time is essential. The real power
Stand tall and fight. Alone or in a crew
Conspire with your mind in wisdom. Be you.
Stand up and live this life

~~ +Bill Dove 

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Meeting with the unknown

When the mystery is so inexplicably overwhelming and beyond any human comprehension, blind obedience is the only available option.


I am afraid,
Undoubtedly scared.
I feel watched over,
Every time and everywhere.



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I met a man the other day
I saw him somewhere yesterday,
I met him again today
I see him everyday.
He disappeared as fast as he appeared.
I now see him everywhere.

Behaving like the only hero
He makes me believe in a better tomorrow
His dictum leads me to live day by day
The star that lights my way

He never eats; still with me when I dine
Closer to him, he vanishes each and every time
Hard to tell what he needs
He is the ghost behind my eyelids

I saw a man the other day
I saw him yesterday
He stands right on my way.
I feel his presence everyday;
My skin tingles at his appearance.
Divined by his omnipresence,
He is the killer of my boredom,
The nameless champion.
He is my last friend and my first enemy.
My inaudible symphony.

I met a man yesterday.
I saw him again today.
I feel him here and there.
The darkness in my blinks,
He is everywhere.
This genderless figure,
Is the blundering oracle.
This shadowless creature,
Is the veritable miracle.

This transparent man,
He is the shadow on the edge of my every photo,
My unheralded hero
The shadow of things to come,
A friend in my lonely time.

The light that shines here to show,
Every imaginable dream I have to follow.
The doubtful future that opens into tomorrow
The only dark secret in my heart,
The only thing that makes me a genius or a retard
Trustworthy or worthless to disregard

The single doubt within my faith.
The author of my every wraith.
The last survival grip
The driver in my guilt trip.
The first and last second of my winning thought,
The footsteps sound that follows me in a parking lot.
The jittery crawling sensation across the back of my neck,
The self doubt in every decision I make.
The door to the lack of self-confidence,
He is the limits of my resilience.
He is every character that encloses myself in my writing,
He is the denial I hopelessly find myself in.
The one who stays with me until the very end.
He is THE DEFINITE ME that I still have to meet.
He is ME; ---self-doubt and self-belief.
He is simply ME


 ~~ +Bill Dove 

Saturday, March 15, 2014

A man

"I am the master of my fate, the captain of my soul." ~~ W.E Henley.



There exists a man,
A mighty soul that can.
Nothing comes early or too late,
He embraces and masters all fate.
He is a man; a perfect man.
He follows his own star.
Nothing to him is impossible to obtain.
He is a shining star.

There is a man; a true man.
Has no time to complain.
He accepts all and does what he can.
He's focused on his life's main plan.
A man; a visionary man.
He sees not life as stationary;
But a progress filled with wisdom to gain.
He blossoms dreams and becomes free.
His spirit is a fortune.

There is a man; a tempted man.
Living in this world, easy to go insane.
He would judge and condemn.
Without a pure spirit, he's just a body with a name.
He is a man; a free man.
He is independent.
He ought to detect the only light in his mind.
For his spirit is in harmony with the divine.

There is a man; a worthy man.
When educated, convictions are deep.
He understands his role in the society.
He knows that envy is ignorance,
Imitation is suicide even done with innocence.
He is a man; a master-minded man.
He listens to his conscience in time of solitude;
Its sound always resonates with gratitude.
He's well-spoken and decent.

There is a man; a self-reliant man.
He lives not according to the world's opinion.
He needs not approval but determination.
His actions need not much explanation.
He might be misunderstood,
But every pure and majestic spirit that took flesh was; but stood.
Like Socrates, Pythagoras, and Jesus.
What about Luther, Galileo, and Moses?
But he knows his worth and will testify.
He remains the self-directing and ruling 'I'.

There is a man, a leading man;
A liberating voice.
His memory, a reminder for the right choice.
He'd change lives, preach and teach.
His good deeds and encouraging speech,
Would pay the fine for his expiation.
He is a pure man.

A great man, you all are.
Regardless of your gender,
Never surrender!
You are a bright shining star.
Rule over your own sky.
No one can't violate his own nature or who he is,
Lead your life to victories.
Thou art the MAN!

~~ +Bill Dove 

Sunday, December 22, 2013

The Heart's Emperor


"Love does not exist", he said, "only small acts of admiration that prove the attraction to the other." "Well that's fine; but explain what has happened to me." Requested Jessica.





Staring at the ceiling while in bed last night,
Good memories in me reached a terabyte.
As I listed down some rules to bend.
Since I can not afford a day without his scent

I wondered:

Where are they?
Those who did not want to obey,
Obey the law of nature and its grandeur;
Love is its force majeure.

It stung me to the core of my all
I am his since he has conquered my soul
My heart dances at his beautiful melody
His voice is the best karaoke





His voice has a fantastic rhythm
Collin's whispers remain my hymn
I simply adore him
As he holds me like his queen

Although words fail me to express my feelings
He's the definition of love and its meaning.
What could i offer him from the beginning?
If not my soul, body, love and a never ending.

He's sealed in and on me till death
Truly, love sustains my breath
This time is better than previous reigns
I have forgotten all the past pains


Wherever he may be,
He is consistently present in me
His soft whispers resonate in my ears
Saying: 'I am here for countless years.'

All my inner guards bow
Cannot wait, I'd kiss him right now
All walls and defense are down
He is my king and forever will he wear this crown



~~ Bill Dove

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Beautiful


Beauty




"The beauty, when it's truly seen and felt, reacts on the life of the seer. How to live. How to get the most of life.... How to extract its honey and show the whole world how beauty shall be treated." ~~ Bill Dove.


 Beautiful

Ever since Adam was little boy,
Back, when his only concern was a broken toy.
Had never felt love and perhaps never would
Perhaps just tired of being misunderstood.

He'd never been aware; his name was Adam.
A name starting with the first letter of the alphabet
A symbol of first love and true freedom
With Eve; lovers lived in the beauty of the garden.
All alone, there wasn't room for jealousy
Awe, best destiny!

There came a day - a different day
When Adam met Jocelyn
"A gift from the most high", he'd say
She stood beautiful like a flower, Jasmine

Ornamented like a lily of the valley
To her, he wanted to always be:
Adam: A for Amour
As destiny says: Bonjour!
Probably Jocelyn had come like an angel in his sleep
Conversed less as gifted with beauty beyond speak

The most beautiful creature he ever laid eyes on.
'Beauty without comparative', he'd sworn
It had thrown him in the queue of the dumb
Since it set beyond his words;
But mostly remained intrigued by the inner one.
She was gifted with a big heart whose kindness is unlearned
Big enough to forgive, sustain and understand

For her, Adam would build a palace in his heart
Avail martial artists with boxing gloves
Set alarms and many guards
To keep out all thieves of love

"Come closer", he'd said, "and let me taste the divine paradise".
"Peace, happiness, and eternity reside in your eyes".
"Come; be with me".
"Heaven is nowhere but only where we'd be".

Je t'aime bebe.




Truly, paradise shall not be far but in those eyes of the one you love. Just gaze at them till the world goes quiet on you; you shall enter the realm of miraculous - love. 


~~ Bill Dove

Saturday, December 7, 2013

Death


Death


Teardrops; my beloved is gone
Left no address of her new home
My heart inherits a hole - deeply drilled
Just an innocent beautiful girl
Said no bye but left my world
Fate; destiny
Faithless in the missing theory
Brain froze; missing flight: MH Three-seventy
Here alone, I am bereft






Oh! Death, adored is thy absence
Thy presence shortens life’s existence
When and how shall thou both coexist?
Because of thee, at hearts’ doors pain creeps

Thou had taken many loved ones
Thou warn not of thy coming times
Careless of age, sex, beliefs, race
Art thou perhaps a vehicle to a new place?
If not a just curse?
For thy coming trembles all

When unwanted, thou appear
When needed, thou disappear
Where is thy throne and kingdom?
Where art those thou had taken?
Are they in prison or enjoying freedom?
Tell; please tell so we be obedient

Through natural disasters, technical failures: accidents
Many, many, many have gone
Just a thought of thy existence threatens and concerns
Everyone, everything awaits its turn
One by one, thou swallow as if counting every breath
No escape! This life is a timed death

Melt, evaporate, disappear if thou might
For over thee, even Hercules had no victory
Let in thee, all find clemency
Show mercy, mercy, mercy
Give thou a chance, time to life
In time, all find delight

Hand our loved ones to life
Let it bring them back to us
Without them, days are dark – too dark to see
Something has got to give
Something has to change


~~ Bill Dove

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Love user manual



" Her soul has revived mine
Certainly, she is what was missing for my heart to beat." 






As a writer, i would love to write every night
Just to put my love into words
Forever wouldn't be enough; eternity might
In Rachel's eyes, i saw the sky bursts

Miraculous or just unbelievable?
Where is he, he who created LOVE?
Failed to provide a User manual
Difficult to be Bill Dove

Our ways are somehow all different
To express our inner sentiments
Even body languages have barriers
1000 miles apart, we fail to touch our lovers

Right ways have never been shown
And no one has ever known
I now long for a higher spirit
To handle and deal with this

I hope for my actions to be best
They somehow turn to be worst
Difficult to explain when it hurts
I always run short in words

But let me tell you what Love can
It is not a secret
Rachel changed my plans
I once wanted to be a priest

Love caught me and now I'm better
I want and will love only her
Although i often remain silent
She fills my heart one-hundred percent

I just hope for a new beginning
Thereafter will i offer her one thing
The ability to see herself through my eyes
She would perhaps realize

How a lucky man i am
To be her man
Rachel brought me a real change
And my life is no longer the same


Just to offer her much happiness
I would convert myself into a romantic tenderness
For i sincerely love Rachel
And this is eternal


~~ Bill Dove

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Angel's mind into mine




Steered my thoughts beyond the stars yonder
Where is he, who created life full of nights
Ambitions beyond the moon, i still wonder

How would i turn my nights into lights?
 
He made life without a user manual
My actions always seem less admirable
Life remains an endless fight
I want peace, success and delight

Whoever you are, hear me!
I can not afford another blank day
Wonders, i want to see
May no opportunity slip away

Last night, an angel came to appear
His message was unclear
Countless efforts; I still could not hear
Though spoke like my peer

Ideas in my mind fought
Fighting to get the message he brought
Moments after, i still had no clue
I knew not what to do

I wished to copy his mind

I hoped this wish was not a crime
And paste it within mine
For i have not much time



But what i want the most
Is to copy his inner beauty
Pasting it within, is the best dose
Will i forever be happy



Perhaps It's my time
Maybe i need to shine
I want it with all my heart
But know not where nor how to start



If life was just a dream
I might have had been asleep
Not to have seen the golden gleam

As i need memories to keep


 For there is not a side way
I'd make obstacles my prey

No later than today
Mostly, before my hair turns Gray


 Just as happiness is Death of worries
I need power induced by inspirational stories
Like Michael Kearney's prodigy
Including Andrew Carnegie's Philosophy

The unsaid remained stronger
The angel might have stayed much longer
For unto me, he induced his positive thinking
Which framed my fresh beginning as a new king


Now i know; fear makes us braver
Pain makes us stronger
Heartbreak makes us wiser
And satisfaction is just a death of desire






~~  Billdove7 



Sunday, May 12, 2013

The unconditional Mother's Love

The unconditional Mother's Love



"Being a Mother is the only job that pays well, for its salary is PURE love." 






Voilà, there she is
The queen of the valleys
No much time; a lot to say
Accept, please these lines today

Through the drama
You had remained my mama
 Thou art the greatest among the best
Still extravagant even at thy worst

You are the first
Hurting you ranks as my last
Like Ali in his prime
Thou art forever my number one

The best kid; i have not been
To keep my conscience clean
I'll always cherish your advice to me
Thy son will i always be

For from you, nothing is to neglect
Despite things I've got to  get
Just want to prove to you
You were getting through

Like being always the laureate
Til my doctorate 
Things to make you proud
And other more abound

As i have chosen to listen
Thou art my heaven
Thy voice constantly resonates in my ears
To assure and murder my fears

To make things right
One ought to pay the price
But I am sorry for the worst time
For thy Love has been sublime

To you my message  will be
I will always 'LOVE THEE'
Especially on this day of 12 May
Happy MOTHER'S DAY


~~ Billdove7