I am writing a letter for you..
I am stuck in the middle i cant continue
Even the finest vocabularies fail to describe how I feel
for you
what is the most appropriate diction to encapsulate
this tangle heart of mine..
Funny sometimes when we lost all kind of words from our heart.
Only to convey some simple feelings
or state of minds
and....
The search for words will continue...

Only that last chapter
and I am lost for words
What is the best adjective to describe
the feeling that I feel at this moment
When all the pretty words in the world
I have written to describe you..
You are awesome beyond words..
The word awesome alone isn't the most appropriate..
That last chapter to end
and complete our beautiful story...

A grand dinner at Park Royale
Mingling with the aristocrats
the celebs and the royals
was introduced to a goldsmith
showing off her 24.4USD
fancy bue grey diamond ring..
she mentioned her name
gave a card written Jacob & Co
i am impressed same time i felt too small
when she asked me what I did for a living..
Unsure whether to be proud or shy...
told her i am simply a wordsmith
i write words of love and of virtues
Astonished.... she looked at me... amused and confused
WORDSMITH? She asked for my business card but i gave her this site
http://hellopoetry.com/write/poem/
she rolled her pretty eyes again
her diamonds shine...
my shy eyes met  her questioning eyes...
and I slowly bowed and said...
"if you can't find me anywhere"
you shall meet my words
even if I die today or tomorrow
my poetry remains....
i am a wordsmith forever i shall be
the gold is in my words the carat 30.11
is me.
no profit will it make understand the
written word.
your ring will be forgotten in the years to come
my words will still be read ,the perfect word
will never die

Some days when I am busy and tied down
I meet your smile with a frown

You want to tell me about your day
I say, “Later”, and you go away

You want to show me something you made
Wait, I say, and forget instead.

You want me to join in your songs and rhyme
I say “Not now, I do not have time”

I convince myself I am doing my best
By providing you with a cozy nest

I drown the guilt thinking time will stall
Some day I will fulfill your dreams, big and small

I just hope that the time will come
When you'd understand..
I don't purposely do what I am doing...

I also hope that if only one day ..
One day that I might not be so busy..
I would spend the whole day..
Just by being with you...

broke it
wrecked it
ignored it
abandoned it
this old scar bleeds..
once again...
it cuts so deep
my bleeding love
my unhealed wound...

I smile again at the mirror
It doesn't smile back as usual
Hate my reflection today
Something is really wrong
What's with my face?
My eyes?
The same eyes I have
My nose?
Exactly the same
My cheeks?
Hmm... smooth
My lips?
Sweet still
So why didn't you smile back?
Mirror.. mirror... do tell...
Tell me the truth..
It hurts if you lie..
oh what? my forehead?
Oh no...two ugly lines
Thank you... reality hurts
I swear not to smile again....

Good morning fellow Wordsmith....
Keep your fingers to the keyboard
Have a pen and paper in your hand
everyday...
keep the words coming...
no matter what...
one word will build into another
until you have sentences, lines,
verses, stanzas
Until you have a poem...
Sharing your writes with good friends
will be the greater feelings
and the greatest confidence builder
you can ever imagine...

I got the lock
You gave me key
Look at us now
Just
You
And
Me..

The world may say you are not here
But you are here and here only
You never really left my side
Even now you are holding my hand
In every paths , no matter where
You are always watching me
smiling at me, talking to me
You are there, here,
in fact everywhere
Where I go I will find you
You are here
You are here and here only

How am I supposed
To write again...
words from my heart
When you left..
Not only my heart you took
My pen you stole
My passion to write
I am just a poet
You are my poetry
What would a poet be....
without her heart...
... her poetry?

Who can allow you to forget...
what made you cry
Who can allow you to forget..
what made you sad...
Who can allow you to whisper
what made your heart despair
Who can allow you to repent
what made you stray...
what made you sin...
"O' Allah, allow happiness to surround us,
O my Almighty  accept us.. forgive us...
make us fill our heart with your love...
make us humble with your blessings
make us  forget our sorrows
make us forget what made us cry and what made us sad."
O Allah... you are the only one...
our rains during drought season
our light in sheer darkness
our knight in the shining armor
our hopes and wishes...

You are what you think you are
You are who you think you are
You are WHAT and WHO you are
Isn't that so simple logic?
Damage your brain again
and think what other people
think of and about you?
Have a self pity...
Love yourself more
and protect your healthy brain...
because you want to live long
and you need your brain especially..
You are who you are despite what others think what and who....

SMILE!!

Why should you give up?
When you can still stand up

Why should you breakdown and cry?
No way, you are not going to die

Why should you fall?
When you never try to bounce back
and be brave to face it all?

Why should you fear ?
When Its clear,
you aren't  in danger.

Why should you be a pessimist?
When only good things happen
once you decide to become an optimist...

Why should you end your life?
When you could save so many lives

Why should you  turn away and say Good Bye?
If you don't even care to give it a try

  Please try ....
Choose to throw your pathetic hat today
and start wearing your positive hat everyday...

You choose to live or you choose to die
Only you can choose
Not me.. Not anybody ealse
Only you...
Choose what you want to be...

You jumped
I jumped
You died
I didn't
I wished
I died with my betrothed
but I survived , I lived...
God had chosen me
to live
to tell about
this greatest love of us
The epic romantic disaster
a love saga
between Jack and Rose
and the mystery of Titanic
the famous sinking ship
in history....

Concern I am as a mother of three
of young girls and young boys, of today you see
Their parents wake up as early as 3
Spend time at work night and day
Hours of strenuous day
of hot and cold sweat ,
drains most of their energy ,
cooks their brain half dead
just to own some money
the sole breadwinners for family
a total responsibility,
unwritten committment never a burden
for the sake of love for family..sons and daughters

So dear young sons and daughters
Remember to value your parents sacrifices
not only for the material worth
but for their wisdom and virtues
the tears of blood that sometimes fall
to make you human and man of your own
but look at yourself today and ask
how much love have you sacrificed?
to honor these two great people
who'd given everything for you, even their life
to even write a word or two
to appreciate their love and compliment their good deeds
in a form of prose, haiku or poetry

instead everyday you declare to the whole world outside
look this is my man or the woman I love
till death do us part... till eternity
Your parents who've raised
and known you your whole young life
is no longer priority?

How pathetic.. how unfortunate... how sad..
for a second try to put yourselves
in your parents shoes....
imagine their smiles if they are reassured
that your love for them
is not number two....
so... do think wise!

Your eyes aren’t eyes.
They’re bees.
I can find no cure for their sting.

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're telescopes
The deepest layer of my heart  I cannot hide

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're knives
I cry when it pierces my heart open

Your eyes aren't eyes
They are bows and arrows
I can be an archer's fan in archery sport

Your eyes aren't eyes
They're home
I can see how wonderful my life  in there

Your eyes aren't eyes
They are magic potion
I melt I die upon a gaze of your eyes..

When your heart doesn't tell the truth
The pain in your eyes
bares it all...
Do not hide from me...
Do not say a thing...
Do not be ashamed..
But your eyes tell a story...
Your eyes give the clue...
Your heart cries...
Your eyes tell...
How much pain...
You've tried to endure...

Living in a vacuum
Emptiness fills
My heart screams
The echoes unheard

Deserted in this barren land
Time is stagnant
Life is meaningless
Fatal numbness

When darkness falls
I shiver... I almost die
The only vision I see
is the cruel vision of you..
Why does love makes me cry?

Let's reminisce our sweet childhood
Caught you red-handed one spring day
You were stealing roses for a girl unknown
My uncle got mad and chased you away...
So fast you ran and never looked back...

The very next day you shyly came to his door..
SORRY You said , and so swiftly you went away...
So innocent boy and so awfully sweet..
But You vanished for years
neither heard nor seen you again for so many years..

sitting down on a wooden bench under an apple tree
saw a young gentleman came to my uncle’s door
puzzled I started to wonder who he might be...
was he the one who stole the roses on that spring day?

but he  has completely changed for the better now
and finally caught my gaze
today he brought me flowers from a garden of his own.

On a beautiful spring day right under that apple tree....
when I caught you stealing the roses... 20 years ago
stealing the roses for me...
I had no slightest idea that  it was my heart
you stole with you too.

Like a zombie I walk
All in a different direction
Lifting my bleeding feet...
A heavy walk
Heading to a ****** den
awful corpses and bones
which one do I belong to
My body was ripped
My skeleton unknown
My soul Hears the howls
from anywhere,
from nowhere,
should it blends
with other zombies
in the den...

spotted that petite lady
In our zumba class today
She doesn't look familiar
But I could simply guess her story
In her every moves
In her every curves
She is battling inside
her struggles died slowly
With every zumba beats
Hey zumba lady
Life ***** yeay
Forget yesterdays...
Have funky zumba day with me..