Any song can sound sweet,
if you tune your tone appropriately,
and add a lyric,
with a melody
and I have seen where there is a life,
there is a song
but some songs are not only a love song
that notion was a loop, intense, black and blue passionate song
was not romantic

She was a sad song
and I thought I would know how to make it better
like if I could be the only to love her again,
I believed that everything would fall into a melodious love song
but  I lost a few lines of lyrics
and there was bit melody missing that I couldn't find
and I saw too many scratches on the disc
I couldn't let myself be made no longer
trying to fix her entirety.
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@Musfiq us shaleheen

Learned lessons from a distant father
My father taught me how to be a man
The delicate ways to hold a flower
When flight is more beneficial than fight
And what alcoholism tastes like

Now he was able to teach all of these things while being absent
Away in a managed life of self loathing
over different reasons to be addicted and falling back on his word
These words fall from off lips, waterfall from lips and hail down on those who believe them

Promises are meant to gods diary entries from his day off
Something strong enough to hold us through the floods of broken bones and motel bibles
Words that con construct the elevator in your spine giving enough electricity to elevate your spirit.

We lean on them.
Like towers.
Galloping through the darkness protecting ourselves with words like.
I promise. I will. Guarantees. And count on me.

I have awoken to realize this is all a dream
We can no longer depend on these words imploding this society
These are false idols begging for your forgiveness in placebo jackets
But you promised. Everything will be alright
That you would be my architecture when the foundation gives

This is an 18 floor elevator free fall
Careening toward gravity with no expectation of a warm embrace
Reaching for words with ghost tongues
The crash will be better with an apology anyway

The constant sorries that fall in forests with no one listening
Hypocrite. A harsh word
My father always told me, nothing
But, when my father was still the father I never learned him to be, he gave me something

A false promise.
I still hold onto it
Tattooed on my inner ear
Reminding me to never leach onto words alone
My body has become exhausted
From hanging onto nothing

depression is a bad thing it tears your mind apart
takes away your feelings takes them from your heart
makes you feel that life as kicked you in the ****
and the life you have is always in rut.

everything around you is a world of black
feel that your are lost and theres no way back
suffering in silence bottled up inside
running from yourself as you try to hide.

but if you use your will with your faith and hope
find someone to talk too this will help you cope
then the hurt your feeling will begin to heal
help you carry on and change the way you feel

Depression, self-hatred
It seems everyone is affected by it
Whether personally
Or if it is a family member
Or friend
Sometimes people don't even know
They are affected by it
Why is their brother so drawn away?
Why does their mommy not want to get out of bed?
Depression cannot always be prevented
But it can be beaten
With love
If you show people you care
They realize
No matter how one it takes
That they make a difference in someone's life
And that can be enough
To save them from taking their own
So please
Show people you love them
And care about them
Try not to be cold to people
Because you don't know what they are dealing with
And that sneer you give them
Could be the last straw
The one that breaks the camel's back
And all their strength and willpower
Comes crashing down
Smile
Give people something to hold on to
Until they can find Hope

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After born, a child subconsciously
engaged with the nature
she (nature)doesn't play well as usual,
all the time of his life
because someone somehow
plays the negative role with her

He who does not know the life,  
and doesn't know how and why
she originated the waterfall,
And generated a vigorous stream
but when someone cuts in the face of a river,
and moving water whatever he liked
otherwise, his own purpose ( in a negative sense)

Day by day the river moved slowly
slowly and slowly,
water didn't carry,
the overdue sediments toward the sea
day by day,
the river grew inflated
and becoming a silted bed

One day the rain came as cats and dogs
slowly and slowly,
it has made the flood over the flood plain
and swift away lands and roads
then the water has seemed useless

The child grew older
now he feels consciously
about the worst work
that someone did with her

And he (older child) thinks,
what does he feel?
when someone cuts in the face of a river
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@Musfiq us shaleheen

She comes to him,
They walk together.
Through the dusky evening,
Past fields of heather.

She takes his hand,
Her fingers cold,
She starts to lead him,
Both gently and bold.

Soon the pass,
A playing boy,
Enraptured by,  
Some simple toy.

Shortly, they pass,
An old country church,
Lovingly surrounded,
By a stand of birch.

Full of lights,  
The windows shine,
While in the steeple,
The church bells chime.

Down the steps,
Carpeted wholely in red,
New bride and groom,
Joyously tread.

On they go,
At the end of the day,
Still his hand in hers,
As she leads the way.

They next pass by,
A tiny cemetery,
He sheds a tear,
To his wife in memory.

Finally, they come,
To the end of their travel,
His nerves just now,  
Begin to unravel.

She smiles at him,
And pats his hand,
She whispers softly,
"No fear, no pain in this next land."

"She's waiting there,
For you to be."
He takes her hand,
Most happily.

Through the mist,
They both do walk,
The peace he feels,
Is quite a shock.


There she is,
He runs to greet,
Tight hug and kiss,
When they meet.

He says to her,
As he takes her hand,
"It truly is,
The promised land."

Being thankful is such an enormous mission
Each year that passes the realization that I am undeserving
Of all so much I have been given is reaching fruition
I must say, Thank you, to my Father God
For loving me so much, even when my acts in life are so very flawed
I have been blessed since the day I was born
Each day in my life has been an opportunity to learn
My family has always been loving and quite unique
I thank you dear Lord, when I gave you my faith
You made me complete
Healing in my life has blossomed in numerous ways
My poetry has awakened
The sunshine is bursting with vibrant rays
I AM GRACEFULLY THANKFUL, LORD, EACH AND EVERY DAY!!!