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 

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 

Efficient mind-set equals a good life

Efficiency is doing things right; effectiveness is doing the right things. ~~ Peter F. Drucker

                            It was once said that the first duty of any human is to survive, just as it is for any animal in the jungle; but the guiding principle of a happy life is not the maximization of wealth, goods or profits, but the avoidance of loss. And loss can be described as of a life, breakage of a dream or progress. 

If there is a real meaning to Life, it’s that existence which makes history, and does not meddle with the absolute, but takes all by their words, cherishes everyone’s happiness, sees things as they appear, - believes in every human’s V-day victory, not because we have read about great men or met some, but because time does not jest with us and in its kingdom, there’s no injustice nor favoritism, but equal treatments and opportunities which are optimized by the mind set of each individual. Life can only be what you had imagined; but if you haven’t imagined any, start now before time retrieves all the opportunities from your sight and out of your reach.

Well, sometimes life gets hard for no specific or satisfying reasons. All happiness-success vacancies seem to be filled out and the grass is always green in your neighbor's garden. The only valuable reason why it would be like that is: There is too much shit on that side. 

But whilst we face difficulties and opportunities, hints are made clear before us that our existence is ephemeral, and this world or this universe is just a hotel at which we have checked in, and pretty soon out. Make the best out of this life hence. Because this life is a perpetual battle of bettering oneself. Mingle yourself in a good fight and lead your life to victory; because a great personality is not a gift but a trophy. It's born from a series of victories over temptations, trials and battles. A great character man is then a great warrior since his every move is born through wisdom and compelled by great qualities. Let's make our entourage more accessible by adjusting our characters. Try not to lose what you already have while searching for what you don't.

Be always careful with what you WANT in life.


                                 ~~ +Bill Dove 

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

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

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

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