My People
The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.

The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.

Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people


by Langston Hughes

an awareness
a delusion to believe
the amount of love
we have on other
thinking.........that
the same amount of love
they have on us....

afraid of ghosts
a myth
a good theme available
for movie maker to
earn money
........ Unfortunate to see
more cruel and ugly faces
like
Who cutthroat
Who let you down
Who cheat and break your trust
their faces are more uglier
than the ghost...

Project1 : Dream
a notebook,
pencil and
lottery ticket

Project2 : Think
a photo of
your girlfriend
with a stranger

Project3 : Taste
you chained  
to the chair
in buffet hall

Project4 : Cloth
you dropped
in the mid of desert
naked.

Project5 : Refugee
travel to foreign
via boat without
passport.

Project6 : Wife**
cook and clean house
without a servant
for a month.

Flying over the sea
seeing Oil Rigs
like
drawing blood
from the Mother Earth.
Did we concern
her permission??........ or
just treat as
her
donations of blood..

A empty heart is the worst thing to feel.
Knowing that someone is thinking of you and not being able to see them is the feeling of a empty heart.
You try so hard to reach out to let them know your are here for them and they don't no your there is a empty heart.
Not letting a mother see her child is a empty heart that needs to be filled with love knowing i try to reach out to let you know i am here.
My empty heart is not having my child in my arms knowing she is safe and sound.
My empty heart is not being with my child and the emptiness of not having my child next to me to say i love you, give her that hug and kiss when she goes to bed.
My empty heart is not to be able to whip your tears away and say everything is ok.
My empty heart will be filled again when i see you but until then all i can do is reach out and say i love you and I am here.
My empty heart crys to sleep every night not having you with me.
My empty heart will never give up to be filled with the love it ounce had.
I no we will see each other again i never give up to have my empty heart full again.

Love
Love is beyond what you see or explain.
Love is in your heart and soul.
Love is what you feel when  your sick to your  stomach.
Love is when you have children your never see but you will do anything for them.
Love is when you do anything in the world just to now that thay are ok.

When I was a kid I
Didn’t understand
Why people
Would beg to leave this place.

They would call it boring,
And ugly
And terrible.

It was only until now that
I understand.
It wasn’t the place,
It was the people.

This world we live in
Offers such beauty
But it’s often the people
That make it ugly.

Take No Thought


When You Stand in the Face of It
When You Willingly Become
When  You Allow it To Devour You
When You Return From These  Fires
Come to Me
With Your Laughter
And Your Tears
True Love
Dancing In The Rain
Forgotten
Forgivings
Past