You
Used to talk softly, then yelled louder than the
Thumping blood through my veins.
You made sense and weaved tales into my
Fizzling brain, made me look up at the clouds and
Dream
That I was as bright as the Milky Way.
But now I know. I walk on solid ground, I know that chasing
Stars that are light-years away
Is so futile.
I woke up from a daydream and stumbled to a halt and looked up to you, the
Voice in my head.

Hello World.
Paul Butters Jul 2

I was a Communist kid back in the fifties
And a seventeen-year old Socialist.
The Americans made me laugh even then:
Afraid of “Commies”
When they really meant Soviets.

For me Socialism meant
Equal Shares
And humanitarian Christianity,
With the fall-back of a Welfare State.
All Good.

But as I’ve got older I’ve come to appreciate
The other side of the coin.
Not Fascism as such,
But with Socialism
Where is Aspiration?
Where is the Incentive to do more
And better?

We don’t want a society of clones,
Sitting on their backsides
Living on the dole.

But then again, what should we aspire to?
Should I have aimed to be a mega-rich dictator
Of some parasitic world empire?

I’m all for developing talent to the full,
Encouraging people to make a positive contribution
To the wellbeing of all.

And there’s the rub.
There doesn’t seem to be a political system – yet,
That is just and fair
Whilst helping us all to blossom.

Until we invent something better,
A bubbling cauldron of Socialism and Free Enterprise
Is the best we have to work with.
Unless you know better.

Paul Butters

More political soul-searching.
Dipinti Saha Jun 30

She was a perfect daughter well said,
And his dad was proud enough that day;
When she left her job,her dreams behind,
Just to getting married, with her dad choice...

She was really happy with her own place,
What she bought from her little money she could saved;
Only she knows how good it feels,
Being independent and doing all her needs...

After hours of discussion she actually failed,
To make his dad, understand all her traits;
It's her choice,  not to get all comforts,
With his dad money, but to earn it first...

For her dad she deserved to be treated like queen,
This job is making her restless, what he has seen;
He barely understand the identity she will loose,
To follow the decision what he actually choose...

Finally she get married with her dad choice,
And she was a perfect daughter, everyone realized...

After so many days, she came home ,
Because of grand party his dad has thrown;
Her dad was listening what her husband said,
Wen sum one asked about his wife that day...

She is doing nothing but making home,
And then their normal conversation started going on,
In just a moment he realized what her daughter said,
It's not about the money but her identity she made....

Dev Singh Mar 18

Soar high above the clouds,
And reach up for the sky;
Where dreams are everything,
And everything is you and I.

Johnnyqu33r Mar 1

A part of me is ready,
To find a great adventure,
And live fully in the 'now'.
But I can't do that right now,
And it gives me anxiety.

To think too far ahead,
I get lost and uncomfortable,
And I don't return the same.
The 'now' is here and present,
And I'm so scared of change.

Tomorrow doesn't often come,
Because I never let go of today,
And yesterday is just repeating,
and 'now' is not okay,
I can't plan that far ahead...

But,
A part of me is ready.

One tiny fiery ant
with a tiny wand,
deftly conducted
a grand orchestra of
ants with varied talents,
resulting in a musical storm,
unheard of in the
craggy ant world before.

The ants with diaphanous wings
smug, complacent dandies
that counted themselves
nothing less than regal
buzzing above unaware
of  this magic electrifying
the land of ordinary ants below,
but had a hunch somehow
wondered:
"Are we missing out
on some fine thing
ants like us should aspire for
or is it just a feeling
without any basis?"

You just have to remember it's not time to run away,
And not because you know you don't want to,
But because no one will let you.
This is how reality works:
It forces you to do painful things you swear you cannot.
You know you have accomplished things,
You pushed for them hard enough.
Now you have to keep going,
Because you didn't get this far to just give up.
You may feel like you have no willpower to try,
But you have to get through this again.
You need to at least try to get good grades,
Or to yourself you'll be good as dead.
I know you don't have the aspiration, you feel you don't have the strength;
You need to ace this all again to get to where you've planned.
You feel like nothing will work and you'll be stuck in destruction all your life,
My dear, if you go through hard patches,
Then you have to put up a good fight.
So tell them that you'll try,
Because they don't want you to.
Tell them up inside your head that you will have that aspiration again.
You tell them girl,
That you will do more than the best they thought you could,
Because I know this women is a whole lot stronger than she looks.

hfallahpour May 2016

Follow thy aspiration
Without an iota of consternation
hopes and aspirations
are crushed by desperation
and that's the severe invasion

Rachna Beegun Feb 2016

Replace fear with aspiration.
Now, climb.

solEmn oaSis Dec 2015

" the  spectator "

i am not  writing for 5k
i'm not preparing for compilation
i am not trying to set new record
i'm not trying to impress you,,i was just saving my life

the thing is.... I feel like dizzy because i am lack of sleep
doing alone all the laundries
then i need to wake up early to hang those over
even though i am too sleepy!yet 12 hours of driving is await for me

i am telling  you this because my privacy
is just like a book on the library
you can read me all over again,if you want to pick me up
but then again,,there is a policy beyond my legacy...

" ONCE YOU ARE GETTING STARTED TO TURN ME ON
YOU WILL STAND-OUT AND I WON'T EVER LET YOU DOWN "
MY SWEET AND WARMTH ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO ALL
EVER SINCE THE DEBUT POEM OF MINE,,HEARD BY A CALL

starting from then on
my INVITATION and INAUGURATION
boost my self to face more aspiration
and i do believe that " a day after " is our comprehension

such as my own motto in life and it goes something like this...
" Tomorrow will never be the same beautiful as you unless you keep
yesterday seems to be precious,, for you to surprisingly
survive the essence of today's challenges! "

the question is---
HOW CAN I FACE MY PROBLEM?
,,IF THE  PROBLEM IS MY FACE!
---mirror is my visible answer ;)
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