Sunday, March 30, 2014
Happy Mother's Day
I wish all mother's a fantastic day and many more years of laughter and joy a mother could ever experience
Thursday, March 27, 2014
IN MY WORLD
My short life is a loan
For my failures, only I is to blame
And when the day is done
The earth absorbs my moan
In my world
I choose not to be grief-stricken
And absorbed in the ills of the world
The amplitude of my hopes
No one can debunk
As a fish gasps for breathe
When it’s tossed into earth
So do I walk in pursuit of bliss
That cannot be felt
When pleasure becomes incapacitated
Deeply and tightly
In contempt’s seizure
I refuse to allow the strings of hope break
And the melody of life flow out of key
For then we hear the echoing silence of brokenness
My salivating tongue languish in famish
I have spoken and acted without rest
My belief: a little faith can move mountains
Our world my be hopeless
But mine is hopeful
I dutifully wait and cling unto thin ropes
As I am faced with unavoidable loopholes
I want like a deserted wife
Longing for her lover’s homecoming
As the ocean hasten to the sandy shore
And pride dines with prejudice at ego’s table
My heart budges to the soothing succour
Of the simple fact that I still live on
It’s our world
Influenced individually by us
Where there’s a will there’s a way
All for one, one for all
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Have faith
Look at yourself now; you're at home in
your room. You keep on putting on a smile
but you're not happy at all. You keep on
telling your friends that everything is okay
but at heart you have deep thoughts. You
look at the pictures of the person your
heart yearns for; you admire happy
couples that you find taking cute pictures
together, you're thinking you'll be forever
alone. Seriously you're tired of being
lonely and single. You keep on praying to
God for a change but… You have failed to
find someone to love you the way you are
and you're thinking that because you don't
have the stunning face, the thinnest body,
an expensive car, oodles of money, the
clearest skin, and other attractive features
could be the reason why. But you know
what my friend? Wait. Wait for someone
special to accept you with all the
imperfections you carry. I know you might
be seeing everything wrong with yourself,
but someone will come in your life and
he/she will see everything right for him/
herself. Stop thinking that you were
cursed, or bewitched, just relax and wait
for what you deserve. Don't rush because
the best is not so far from you. God has
something cooking up for you
your room. You keep on putting on a smile
but you're not happy at all. You keep on
telling your friends that everything is okay
but at heart you have deep thoughts. You
look at the pictures of the person your
heart yearns for; you admire happy
couples that you find taking cute pictures
together, you're thinking you'll be forever
alone. Seriously you're tired of being
lonely and single. You keep on praying to
God for a change but… You have failed to
find someone to love you the way you are
and you're thinking that because you don't
have the stunning face, the thinnest body,
an expensive car, oodles of money, the
clearest skin, and other attractive features
could be the reason why. But you know
what my friend? Wait. Wait for someone
special to accept you with all the
imperfections you carry. I know you might
be seeing everything wrong with yourself,
but someone will come in your life and
he/she will see everything right for him/
herself. Stop thinking that you were
cursed, or bewitched, just relax and wait
for what you deserve. Don't rush because
the best is not so far from you. God has
something cooking up for you
Friday, March 14, 2014
Music in Me
These aren’t just notes that I play…
What this is, is a confluence
A meeting of music, ideas and love
The piano… a musical conduct
The keyboard… a forum for chromatic dialogue
Dialogue between ebony and ivory
Working together, labouring to produce…
Magic
When I play, I don’t just play the instrument
I gently caress the delicate keys…
Like a gentle, passionate kiss
This is love
The music and I are one
A celebration of life, melded in symphonic ecstasy
I rise above myself and look down at what I do
As though God himself, speaks to me
And in his magnificence… tells me:
“This is who you are… share your joy!
Bring forth the gift of music to the multitudes!”
I put my heart in my hands,
My fingers glide forth
I am guided by the divine rite of our creator
He, who gave me this precious gift of the pastoral,
Hewn frond the lathe of Heaven
It is a feeling of sheer happiness and joy
As I am rapt with serendipitous anticipation
A sense of invincibility permeates my cause
My corporeal being, transmuted to dramatic energy
Profound peace and inner rejuvenation…
This is what I find, when I play
Be it for myself, or for others
The feeling is the same
The music I write, is my second language
I answer to a higher authority, I’m blessed
It’s only when I play, that I feel what I was meant for
I want to share my joy, my spiritual release
These aren’t just notes that I play…
It is magic!
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