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Dear Earth,
It is my, fault and
my biggest regret,
I owe you an apology, because
you didn't forget,
I owe you for the things
that has happened to you,
So, I am Appoligizing
on behalf, for this apology is due.
The people of this world
has done you so wrong,
Run-a-muck and done foolish things, and just strung you along!!
The people of this world today,
do not deserve you,
They waste and they damage, and
They don't have a clue.
They can't get it right,
They're polluting the Lands
Is where I Step in and take a big stand,
I see what they're doing from the heavenly skies,
I'm writing this letter
to let you realize,
On behalf of the Horizons,
As we so sincerely oblige,
from the bottom of our Hearts,
we sincerely apologize!!!


Sincerely yours,


The Blue Concerned Skies!!!


B.R.
Date: 3/20/2025
Gazing at the Heavenly moon
Roses serenade with its candles sighs
Sunflowers dream,
Irises sway sweetly
beside still lakeshore

Reynaldo Casison
In sorrow's depth, the spirit soars above,  
Not in the flesh's decay, but in the heart's love.  

In silence between breaths, the secrets lie,  
The universe hums, as fleeting moments fly.  

The ancient current through your veins does course,  
A song of the eternal, a hidden force.  

Though borrowed, your heart beats with divine might,  
A melody with stars, in the eternal night.  

Cast off the shadows that the world may cast,  
In the depth of your being, only truth you’ll grasp.  

You are the seeker and the sought in one,  
The flame and the wind, beneath the same sun.
The Spirit's Flame  02/03/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
The morning breeze, a whisper soft yet grand,  
Carries secrets from a distant, unseen land.  
It speaks of truths that shimmer, deep and bright,  
That you are born from stars, an endless light.  

In the silence of your soul, the cosmos swirls,  
Unveiling all the power that within you curls.  
You are not mere flesh, but spirit's boundless flight,  
A mystic force that dances through the night.  

The world may tremble, yet you stand unbowed,  
For in your heart, you wear the sky as your shroud.  
Recognise your essence, feel its endless grace,  
For in your soul, the universe finds its place.
The Crown of the Self 28/02/2025© All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 23
I am the moth, and you are the flame,
Draw me near, call me by name.
In your love’s fire, I burn and rise,
A prisoner, yet I touch the skies
Flamebound 23/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 23
A vast ocean you are, infinite thirst I am,  
Wine of the soul you are, and in your cup, forever lost I am.
The Ocean of Love 23/02/2025© All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 23
Within my breast, it calls, it sings,
Your love I desire, the joy it brings.
A hunger vast, a sacred fire,
Within my breast, your love I desire.
Unquenchable 23/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 22
For love, eternal as the fates declare,
Shall find its path, as sure as rivers run,
And in the shadow of thy beauty rare,
We learn that life and love are but as one.
Love’s Sacred Law 22/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 22
O’ sacred dew, whose essence veils the skies,
Within thee, worlds unseen in silence rise.
A single drop, and vast oceans unfold,
Thou art the charm that draws all hearts, untold.

O’ divine glance, where stars are born and die,
Thy gaze, a flame that paints the endless sky.
In thy reflection, blooms the garden’s grace,
Where spring’s pure whispers echo Heaven’s face.

O’ boundless generosity, thou art,
The fragrance of the soul, the breath of heart.
Thy love, a river flowing through the spheres,
A perfect sign, untouched by mortal fears.

O’ wondrous grace, thy gaze, my soul does crave,
A shadow in thy flame, a soul to save.
A cup, unfilled, yet waiting for thy trance,
In thy eternal light, I lose my stance.

A humble soul, enwreathed in Jamil's name,
I stand before thee, lost in love’s pure flame.
The Breath of Love 22/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
JAMIL HUSSAIN Feb 21
Thy lips, they call to the wilds unknown,  
A blend of virtue and desire sown.  
In sweetness deep, I wander, lost, astray,  
Thy lips, my love, are the haven where I stay.
The Call of Your Lips 21/02/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
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