Many a girl dreams of enchanting beauty,
But beauty is not a dream to fulfill.
If your heart and soul are but pure,
All envious eyes will fall ill.
Stand not bewildered my lady,
Your true beauty lies within.
Look around and accept your creation,
For if you reject your not far from a sin.
The soul when filled with contentment,
Glows bright under your skin.
For every girl who believes in her beauty,
A happy heart soon she shall win.
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 9:15 PM UTC
A magnificent flower or a beautiful tree are plants of different breed. You’ll smell their scent float in the air as you inhale to breathe.
An attractive smell is natures spell on every man or beast. I like the aroma of every spice but hate the smell of yeast.
A spray of musk or even oud may change a fellows mood. The fumes of myrrh or sandalwood will make the foolish shrewd.
Our taste may differ from one to one depending on what you wear. But when it comes to what young prefer vanilla is in the air.
But what ladies wear will cast a spell and soften shady hearts. It gives them pleasure in social events while in the crowd they spark.
In every wedding the groom will wait to see his lovely bride, she fills the air with the scent of love a smell no one can hide.
Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 3:24 PM UTC
If Life is easy,
why do we strive?
And search for hope,
to keep us alive.
And feel the pressure,
which causes pain.
And leaves a mark,
or an ugly stain
It makes me wonder,
if I am astray?
Or a marionette,
in a child's play.
Or am I an actor?
in a grand display.
Or have a message,
I must relay.
So many times,
I am lost for words.
Which help express,
my hidden hurts.
They bring relief,
and inner healing.
When life is dull,
and not appealing.
Sometimes I wish,
a peaceful death.
At dawn I leave,
with the morning breath.
But I am not the one,
Who's in control.
When time will come,
He’ll make the call.
Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 11:51 AM UTC
I was never asked to choose a side,
it is to fate I must abide.
I am the child that war has aged, I am the soul that time has caged.
I am the breeze lost in a storm,
I am that flower whose stem was torn.
I am a dream never achieved,
I am the innocence that war conceived.
Among the rubble I stand alone, my precious home a pile of stone. Out in the cold without a cover,
I starve to death or may recover.
I am the cries and all the screams,
I am the victim of corrupt regimes.
In every battle or every war,
it is my blood they always draw.
I am a bird without his wings,
I am the child who lost his limbs. Amidst the fear and all the dread, I am a body amongst the dead.
To every general who wears a star,
I am the one who bears the scar. I am the only voice of hope,
with all the horror I have to cope.
I am bewildered and feel ashamed,
to see serenity within the sane.
I am, the child of war.
Sep 18, 2024
Sep 18, 2024 at 11:40 AM UTC
I seek a spot,
in paradise.
Where love is hot,
just like a spice.
A place of dream,
where hearts are won,
without a scheme,
when words are done.
Where burning hearts,
become a whole,
not just a piece,
of burning coal.
A lovers nest,
beside the sea,
a place designed,
for you and me.
Where night is day,
and day is night.
A vivid play,
That brings delight.
So when I find,
my precious prize,
I’ll leave behind,
the world of lies.
Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 2:37 PM UTC
True love is not a word to recite, but an emotion that your heart is concealing.
Lovers express love all the time, but those are just,
thought to be feelings.
How does one even know,
if it is love for thee they are feeling?
Some lovers are love drunk all the time,
but once awoken,
with hatred they are dealing.
Is that the irony of love?
or is it the lust of the flesh,
that kept you wheeling?
You can’t blame love for what you do,
if not for love,
life would not be appealing.
It is this four letter word,
when truly felt,
to every soulbwill bring healing. Other than that,
all words are simply to your heart teasing.
Your heart may have many beats, but only one tune,
will leave you kneeling.
Look for what I call a wise love, and set aside what to your eyes may seem pleasing.
The painting that is today flamboyant,
tomorrow will be dull and displeasing.
Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 11:46 AM UTC
Don’t seek perfection in a world of deception,
a place of test for he and she.
If God intended for man perfection,
no mortal being will disagree.
For every time you feel rejection, only the truth will set you free. And when you tread in wrong direction,
your path will lead to misery.
So be alarmed,
request protection,
from every evil in you and me. Extend your hand and attempt connection,
don't hesitate to make a plea.
For every action that causes friction,
will wear our bond and **** our glee.
Sep 13, 2024
Sep 13, 2024 at 10:25 AM UTC
I wouldn’t say that life is fair,
but sometimes the wind blows in our favour.
We do sense tension in the air, every time life issues a disclaimer.
In life you may be coerced,
in to becoming a self blamer.
What bitterness and grief has life in store for me?
If only my good deeds redeem me from being a shamer.
You may mock me for what I am today,
but tomorrow to your deeds you will be a claimer.
Whatever good you do along the way,
will come back to save you when you need acclaimer.
On earth you have no time to spare,
on your target you should be the aimer.
Life can be shocking sometimes, but no need to be the exclaimer.
It’s little things that do count in life,
if to your soul you want to be a tamer.
A friendly smile or a nod of the head,
to your self-esteem you will be a reclaimer.
Or a kind word that might earn you respect,
or for which you could enter the hall of famer.
Honour your word and gain peoples hearts,
to your reputation it won’t be a restrainer.
Seek wisdom in the womb of life, to your dignity it will be a maintainer.
Don’t sell your soul for what it’s worth,
unless you want humiliation to be your enslaver.
Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 8:36 AM UTC
I sit in darkness,
hiding my pain,
in regions of sorrow,
my thoughts remain.
Torrents of tears,
run down my face.
as I search for comfort,
In a warm embrace.
A thousand thought,
Is cruising my mind.
enduring pain,
of every kind.
Soulless shadows,
Are blocking my way.
I try to resist,
But they push me away.
From the heart of darkness,
I cry out loud.
My feeble voice,
Is lost in the crowd.
I’m losing my mind,
While longing to stay.
My helpless soul,
Is slipping away.
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 12:45 AM UTC
I raised my sight towards the heavens, and stared deep into the night.
There is no sound but the sound of silence, or maybe the sound of space out of sight.
On earth I have seen many wonders, but none like the sky when alight.
Scattered stars into the black glitter, some fairly dim and some glow too bright.
Some for the naked eye are clear, to saddened hearts they bring delight.
In some you can see formations, but others are too far apart.
To man the universe may seem simple, or just a display of celestial art.
A vast knowledge beyond our comprehension, Godly creation that we can’t explain.
Some knowledge mankind has mastered, but what lies beyond will drive you insane.
I see a shooting star there in the distance, in silence a humble servant I remain.
Sep 7, 2024
Sep 7, 2024 at 10:17 AM UTC