Oh, I remember
Strongest survive the war
While the meek win the war,
Through the process of love.
I Know my heart rates
But can't wait to see blood of brave men
Killed by sword of love
Oh, I remember
The cloud is beauty of itself
And the wind is heavy of my breath
None like the word " IF"
As I only have pain OF a depressed heart,
Pumping out and receiving strength to overcome my bothering mind
Oh, I remember
The love I knew has walk away from my sword
And my heart seeks to destroy the city of troy once again.
The cloud has gathered for the last dance
And I weeped in the gone of my majesty
The Majesty was mine but now majesty belongs to another king.
Illustrations of the poem ; its refer to a man who lost his wife to another man because of his experience of wars and battles, he encountered which she does want to be with me because she is afraid of the breast he will become.
He is lovely and kind to her but that is not enough to keep her.
Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 1:21 PM UTC
Only, the survives of humankind
lays in the slope of lies and truth:
As per head of men wrinkle her changes.
Only, reason for the actual pretends becomes
Hidden valley as people act like the
rest of the reasons are unknown.
Only, I understand the organic of love
You ,think highly of me;
but im going through grieves.
Only, if I can sees your eyes
to understand though his mind.
Jan 18, 2023
Jan 18, 2023 at 6:02 AM UTC
When I’m gone like the shadow from the night walkers moving around with their legs on a stake boards. Don’t say a word about my past life when you and I were together or How I love acting, its makes me happy and sign of tears must not be seen on your face as you remember special memories with me. Memories of us makes my soul stronger and braver as my desire of you and i comes into play.
when i am gone and it’s time for the funeral service .Every one should put on a green dress code like you are turning my funeral ceremony into green land of grown trees.
As its Ending ,Play my songs and everyone must sing a track of their favorite artist with my favorite microphone. Don’t forget to eat and drink until the bill is worth my memories, Either should anyone of you, allow my wife to see my body when the priests place Gold coin of one dollar cent on the right eye and Silver quarter dollar coin on my left eye and Quarter dollar coin on my forehead, wait did she see me when I was born from birth, OH NO.
Every time, I spend inside the wave is a minute spend in heaven.
Let my grave to 25.3 thousand feet deep and 18 million square meters , so my body could moves “To and fro” without interfering with the boundaries of the Upper world or Earth world.
At the Beginning of the Ceremony ,If sun raise and shining at the event then be ready for the raindrops as a sign of honour from heaven and if ,its rains on my body alone then be ready for the sun shine as a sign of fate from heaven.
I am happy about the way I laid down as my back did not touch the evil floor, then put my body inside a glass box of unbroken meter at each edges to avoid cracking with the iceberg on the sea, I came into the world with no clothes on me, so I deserve no clothes on me but remember to put a Pencil, Eraser in my right hand and Shaper ,Book in my left hand then Bible on my chest as sign of loyalty to God, As they pull the glass box with a ropes holding it through the four edge within the meter hooks , quietly insert me into the sea until its 76.7ft deep then eject the ropes as the reason for my selfless act and watery mind while i was on earth.
Don’t let my funeral be short because I need more Entertainment from Eminem ,Hillsong worship and Jesus Culture presenting their songs as sign of celebrating a beautiful and self-made man on earth.
Each month, My kids and Wives will pay visit with rose Flowers with chocolate cake to the sea as they speaks life and sweet moments of their lives without me into the sea as to keep awareness of my spirit alive with the sea world ,if not, I will lose my place in the sea ,might walk out of the glass -box into the earth world and start roaring around like one of the fallen angels in the sky awaiting his judgement from God.
The manner of death was desired by me and I will happier that my lovers are happy about the possibility of lifespan in the Sea recreating life for the next generation to feed.
Each moment pass by, as years decay away remember I will be here in the sea keeping your memories refreshing
each time you take your shower with my smooth liquid flowing through your skin, I will be with you in the cold and hot times as I am watching over your naked Good and Evil minds, Don’t be scared of awareness because we were once naked together during my existence with you in the beginning walking as fading shadows from the night walkers moving around with their legs on a stake boards.
In pace of mace ,we end up in a race involving the wave.
My funeral service will.
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 2:52 AM UTC
The reason for wet cry is all based on our way of feeling and attitudes towards emotion
Do you think everyone should be alive and kicking as always (Maybe?
The sweetest part of life is the fact humans as going on a journey of no return.
We are used to travelling and returning to the living world.
what happened, when you go and don't come back into the land of the living or lost your way in the road path to your being?
The dead ones are not interested in your life but what, if they care about who comes into their world and leaves
I think they will be surprised by the fact spirit comes into their world and return while they are shocked in the realm of no return.
I will share my experience about the dead world" I was around my friends, family and colleagues in this world as my phone was forgotten due to I left it in a shop for charging in my area; so I ran back to try to get it before someone else steal it from the place.
I noticed my footwork was so fast and furiously moving faster than bikes and caress wheels as closer to where I kept my phone ...
A moving car tried to hit me but I missed it and discover my body began elevating into the sky.
I could perform different types of moves without my legs on any surface, I looked down and saw people I knew on earth calling my name
I knew it was no longer a valid story could be my Death world taking me for final judgment
I refuse to go into the heavens cloud but returned to spend time with the living world who can see or feel but not touch them "
You think!!! "Next life is bad but it's peace, joyous and wonderful, due to no hate, no enemies, no fights, towards"
There I a similar existing factor in the DEAD world and LIFE world is boundaries between countries and territories
The reason for pain is temporary but the love is eternal.
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 2:50 AM UTC
You are smart and funny to others,
Walk through a nice lovely family
And now you are sad about where it's going to end.
You rechased old fool
You made some good and bad decisions that
Walk him out of the challenges of life without MR'.
You rechased of Old fool.
Ran your race quite well,
That makes others see your death request Note,
You make huge difference with fame
And you are still considering the future at your age
You rechased old fool
You walk on after some fame
Playing some games with your Aim;
Gain honor with money and power.
Now , you are back on my feets
You rechased old fool
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 2:45 AM UTC
My honor was Dishonored by horns
As I Approached the end part with
so much greed inside my mind
As I picked this words to construct
a sentence bullied in pains
I quote in my sentence :
Im trying to live his legacy
but Im dying digging my grave with Satan,
Like a dumb child on his first day at school
My honor look for a relationship to rewind,
As I upwind life inside a boom box,
Im confusion but still a toolbox
Weird as my brick mansion built with grey hair from Satan skin
As I was trap taps inside his kindness
It's an illusion
Im in a lawsuit duck
They plug in the electric chains chair
And I cry inside a shower cap
until my vocal chord
Could auspices my name .
Did , I discharged my honor:
Destroyed my ugly heart
Simply an amazing honor
As no differences between you and me
My honor.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
My honor got loose like a cutting net
But Projected a basket in my mind ,
could not hold thoughts.
I once held a condolence visits to
Everyone who has stolen freedom,
like old Lucifer speaking to my heart.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 8:53 AM UTC
How I started as a ***** boy
To become a street ******* bohemian
Because my pain is effected like a widower cries out in hope.
I struggle within my tracks to be king of hope,
Money and fame keeps me off the mind of a widower
How I started as a ***** boy
Working not against the cries to be known as
Optical mind is not stupid to be understood
how everyone treat me like a nobody
seeks help from an unknown shadow.
they classified me as one of their beggars.
When money wasnt my target .
How I started as a ***** boy
They sees me as a man inside a female profile
Fills with grey hairs inside my pocket
And only my hand could pick them out,
As I walk helping life
I just felt like Am dead
Im dead and no ones could feel me ,
The last rain drop could not really define my life on a lion bearing
That ,the definition of my square multiplication , I hate it
And new ,I could be proud that I fellow these people ,
As I wake up ,
I deserved
How my life has been without a way out
I deserve to be dead,
Dead as I am still dead
Grey hair faded away without my knowledge of my struggle
I’ m dead.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
Pencil ✏ and pen ✒
My Faded lines
My added lines
Ways to decide '
My flows with a ink
As my hand could only
move forward in length but
Could not go back backward height
Direction to illustrate
my path with a stick
Pencil and Pen
Actually actions is so little as
my first name written with
ink and stick of my followers
Saying, am a Pencil and
our lives Is a symbol of pen
I can only destroy my pathway
but cannot change my way's of life
Pencil and Pen
You hast put my love ones
into epic sleep by the Difficult passenage
Like a blade line's through my skin,
even when I choose to Fill my pathway with ink's
I still ran out of source'
Looking for a source to refresh my ways
I think,
Am gone
And another pen could be' my kid ' as he
Count my lines through freedom and unbearable pain
Am a Pencil ✏
Am a Pen ✒
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 7:24 PM UTC
Am when my heart beats
I feel your hands on my chest
I realized ,
I could only be you and me just as the wind kiss the sea
I wander around my room looking for a beautiful creation to heal my pain's
Still found not
But I could still hear my name above my head.. Calling me towards your hands
Then I knew my life is. Moving train on a Hugh speed on steel line
I undoubtedly.
No matter ,how I tried but it could not stop as its gos to the hill top
Where my soul walk'th With the heart beat of your name
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 4:38 AM UTC