You are an epitome of beauty,
the cornerstone of perfection,
calmly lovely and lonely
so art thou with eyes like dove
and a body moulded into a temple of beauty
you are embellished with grace
and love shines through your face
you are fascinating and enchanting
you make me feel i can defile gravity when i am with you
but thats why i am scared
i ask myself  how long can this continue
because love now a days has lost its meaning
as though love is a myth,
i know when it comes to love
trust is a must
but infatuation and youth exuberance are the order of the day
you may love me now but what about tomorrow and the days after
when the guy with fancy cars, mansions and jewelries
pop up in your life like ads on the internet
will my love matter or be battered?
i wasn't done asking this question before you answered
now i feel that love only exist in movies and in my dreams.
dreams??? what a consolation.


                  J.A  Ohiro

Who am I?

I never really understood
Until before the devil I stood
With one eye totally blind
In my mind a many thought slide

Who am I

The question again
As I shed tears in pain
With my eyes so red
I was scared

Who am i?

The son who calls mama to pray for him
Or the son who knows his father?

So why ask Mama to ask Papa
When I am no toddler in dipper

I need to do this myself I said
As I tried to remember who I was
Then Psm91 was all in my thought
That was when I discovered my worth

I am
The son of the most high
The one who was, who is, and who will be after all of this is gone
The alpha and the omega
The beginning and the end
The first and the last
The Rock of ages
The I am that I am
The omnipotent
The creator of all that there is
The only one God

Then I thought again Luke 7:7
So I began to laugh at the devil

As I prayed with Psm121
As I acknowledged the number 1

I then exercised my power as a son
Then came a light brighter than the sun

All I did was pray in the word
And my eyes again saw the world

Who are you?

They say you can always tell a man from his shoes,
They say time makes a man,
They also said time is like an ocean in which man sails,
But if all men were to be on the ocean of time sailing together,
Would there be enough wind for all?
And if not would this be the reason for the inequality?
Would I be correct to say that God created all men to be unequal?
I know what you thinking already,
Here comes another atheist,
In fact I can’t be listening this,  
But I understand you, as we all have an unequal minds,
Yes that’s true, and you are correct,
But only if you leave now and stop listening to this,
Then you would only have half of the message,
And a huge story to tell about an atheist you have met,
But this won’t end you story if I still have your ears.

They say

You can always tell a man from the shoes he wears
But that’s not true as not all men wear shoes, as some love to wear slippers

They say

Time makes a man
But they didn’t speak of women, would I be correct to say they were sexiest?

They say

Time is like an ocean
If so what will you call rainfall?

All of this were coined by men who loved to be philosophical or loved to be called philosophers

So their name won't just be on their tombstones but in the minds of the living

The truth is God is not unjust so all men were created equal
And if I were a philosopher this would be my word to the next generation.
We are all created for a purpose
Find it, Live it, Fulfil it, while you still human…..

After all I am being Philosophical…..

Waves are not
measured
in feet and inches
they are
measured in
increments
of
FEAR
The opposite of courage is not fear, it's the absence of it....