#teachings
My mother, alas, is now no more
She has surely entered Heaven’s door
But what she left for us behind
Will always remain in my mind
Our head, she said, should be held high
That is possible, if you don’t lie..
Our eyes should see the good in others
And treat them all, as if, our brothers
Our ears should not listen to rumour
But listen to stories that pass on humour
Our lips should always turn up in a smile
This will carry us mile after mile
Use the tongue to tell the truth
This will always bear good fruit
Shoulders should be used to be leaned on
Be it night, or be it morn
Hands to help, and hands to hold
Exuding warmth, and in prayers, fold
Heart to love, and to care
And always, compassion, to bear and share
Feet should always walk
On the straight and narrow path
That was the message
That would set us apart
Be at peace, Mother
You are like no other
We would, always, in you, confide
You were our source of strength and pride
Your soul hovers around us still
You never complained, even when ill;
It gives us comfort when we are sad
And reminds us of the good times, we had
Heaven lies at Mother’s feet, it’s said
So even though the heart is heavy as lead
I pray, that you will continue to be there
In spirit, our whole life, to share
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 8:14 AM UTC
Matthew said that a person
cannot serve two masters, but
I believe that it actually
depends on whom you serve
If God teaches you to love
and love teaches you to care
and caring teaches you to understand
and if understanding teaches you faith
It stands to reason that
if you serve the right masters
their teachings will not contradict
indeed, they will reinforce each other
Apr 18
Apr 18, 2026 at 2:29 PM UTC
so many knots tied in one hanky
so many more to tie
so much revealed
so much to remember
but 'only one thing is necessary'
one big knot for Jesus.
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 6:03 AM UTC
so far i think the universe is trying to teach me....
i only need myself and a few close friends
i need to stop looking for things to be so sad about
i need to give up on her
i need to be a bad *****
it is important for me to be alone sometimes
i need to journal more
i need to love myself
i need to stick by my own side
i need to support my family
i need to stop wishing for more than i have
Oct 3, 2024
Oct 3, 2024 at 12:29 AM UTC
It’s plastic bags & paper napkins that taught us left
from right.
Saying grace at dinner but not in prayers.
Teaching wholeness & caring words through these paper napkins,
can't you see,
your words were too light.
Nothing seeped through.
We could spend days wading in rivers or
Driving through fields.
Catching the sun turnover,
shadows of trees hitting your face,
Light, dark, light, dark.
The smell of dirt soaking through your skin.
We had all of this time.
But we never had the chance to learn anything that would fall through your paper plate,
And hit your heart.
Nothing that would turn the moon on its back.
I feel so sorry.
Now we’re all too heavy to catch the sun.
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
From the moment I was born and society taught me how to live.
Expectation was given it's priority and there my energies I did give.
Through culture and my peers I was taught all right from wrong.
And without question or any form of doubt I went right along.
I learnt what I was meant to as society did dictate for me to do.
Becoming fluent and accepted because I shared their social view.
I managed all the toil and trials that was expected of my role.
I gave my every effort to what society said was my goal.
For sure I was born lucky and graced by dint of birth.
Secure, safe and protected from the terrors of this Earth.
I even watched the news each night to have a worldly view.
Despite all I saw, on the morrow, I did as I had been taught to do.
So far from my daily life and not part of my despair.
I got about my life's business and continued on without a care.
I don't know what caused a change, in how I view what life brings.
It seems that luck and randomness determine all varied things.
Through all of this I have come to doubt the culture of my youth.
I see the lives of the majority and doubt my world's so called truth.
I now see the selfish shape of the life that we are taught.
Where looking out for number one is the underlying thought.
My society favours wealth and it has an ingrained need.
To close it's eyes to despair in any form and to service only greed.
My eyes only ever were opened in a very temporary blink.
I feel the guilt and know the shame of how I was shaped to think.
Now without that social purpose that anchored my very sanity.
I feel despair at a world eyes closed, to the value of true humanity.
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 10:29 PM UTC
She stood still as life stood before her
Her path unclear
Her memories fighting one another
Her demons sing the hymn her heart beats
Life stood before her with claws that took lives away
She tried to run
Her blood filled with truth and depression
Causing her to stand still
Her mind filled with plans to run away
Her painful memories won
She learnt life had 3 choices
Live, run or die
She tried all and failed all
Living and breathing became hard
She lost meaning and saw a trampled heart
Her heart stepped and bruised by the people she loved
Her body used like a tissue on a hot summers day.
Only purpose is to clean up.
She searched for a place to bury her heart but only found more humans created to harm.
Her blood flowed in disappointment and regret as she ran passed life and met death.
Death gave a warm welcoming hand
With eyes that glittered the face with truth of pain
She knew death stole the identity of life
But confrontations was her weakness
She found a calmness that death gave her
A calmness that turned all good, bad
She ran back
She sat in between life and death for she had nowhere to run
The world she stole the blame from pushed her away
The river that welcomed her with wickedness was rejected due to past teachings..
Now she remains in a world of confusion and accepting of everything.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 2:31 PM UTC
I close one eye, but with the other, I see everything bright,
and I'm telling myself “let's move on", let's try my luck"
with a smile like a curve that makes everything right,
I'm not allowed to scream, to cry, or to get stuck.
For whatever path we choose in life, the truth or the lies,
we all pay a certain fee, it will rain on our shoulder,
and even if we don't get there, we don't dramatize,
we travel with a restless soul, like a solitary soldier.
We cry rivers of tears in our pain, seeking for our spirit,
we wear coloured masks, between war and peace,
from life's teachings, we build a bridge, we don't quit,
and wandering, we cross it, as long as our heart beats.
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 4:43 AM UTC
Act like a lady,
Be a lady.
Being a lady means you can take it.
You. Can. Take. It.
Because all your life you have been trained by specialized warriors,
Trained to take whatever he world throws a ou
Like a lady-
With grace, and dignity, and strength, and courage.
You a braver than you know,
Stronger than you know,
Smarter than you know.
Being a lady doesn’t mean you never doubt yourself.
It doesn’t mean you will never fail.
It means that you are capable of great things,
Things like grabbing the impossible by the *****
Looking its demons head on,
And making it just one on the long list of your accomplishments.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
i know i'm growing up.
life has taught me many things,
things that i think are mistakes
but in reality,
they aren't...
they're just lessons,
teachings that will help me
discover who i am.
who i truly am.
who i was born to be.
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 12:37 PM UTC
Yes, Kalpana.
I shall not suggest you about anything,
Kri's the last one I suggested anything.
She got bored of following my advice,
But she still told me all her problems,
Yes, Kalpana.
Yes, Kalpana.
You know rest of the story involved,
How she did get rid of me in the end.
Initially she sought my advice,
She would follow it and be happy,
Because that was logical advice.
But sooner than later she got bored,
She still told me all of her problems,
She wanted not a solution suggested.
Slowly all the charm had worn out,
She grew repulsive to my words,
Ready to suffer she was than to follow my advice.
She was young,
At a crucial stage,
She made mistakes.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
Sometimes I realize,
That one day you'll leave me,
Leaving me cold,
Without your warm hand.
==《 ♡ 》==
Stuck clueless in this complex world,
Not knowing how to respond,
And here I am stuck clueless, once more.
… help me, my mentor…
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 1:11 PM UTC
Whistling, it emerge from it's station
Singing, it begins for destination
It sings a tune of truth & peace
And with it's melody, to you it please
It sings a song of punctuality
"Be on time" flows in its harmony
"Else time leaves you behind"
Passing through hills, valleys& mountain
It sings "Never run away from your pain"
Running into the dark black canals
It sings "face your problems all"
It carries people of all kinds
No variance in caste or colour it finds
your strength lies in unity
To it's destination it reaches
The song of train preaches
With hard work of your soul
You'll surely reach your goal
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 3:21 PM UTC
There are a few people you meet
Who are truly authentic and
Genuine.
These people are what I call ' gems '
They teach us things
That most us
Don't even know exist
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC
~Modesty & Respect has been lost and now the tears are too hot to turn into frost~
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Sickness in the mind is revised
As the eyes are revealed to a non-existing surprise
Pretending that the colorful pills are sweet tasting skittles
While tears forms into a spiraled riddle
Generations are messed up because good-teachings are slack
So in the young minds rightfulness lack
There is peace even if chaos may seem to consume
In dark tunnels a dim light will soon loom
But if you perceive
To conceive
Not to believe
Then tell me how will you ever achieve?
Life is not a game, but a vivid reality
So save every special moment of sensuality
Remember that you are an instrument
Play your life story, sing your mind, and bleed your words out loud with contentment
You’re not useless
Humanities truths…believe every single bit of it, release your stress
Strength lies within your heart
You’re such a beautiful sculpted art
Do the opposite of what depression tells you, you won’t lose
Your fate lies in each choice you make, carefully choose
Your future is the next moment
Make each obstacle your stepping stone and then you can easily avoid torment
Then spectral corruption
Will never be able to destroy your inner emotion
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC
These eyes have seen more
Than what yours will take time to notice
These words don't stand for nothing
They have a meaning,
Hidden, though, you'll grasp that in a while, don't worry
The feet have walked just a bit more of a distance
than what you've walked,
You just started
And your age, its frivolous
Ofcourse you think you know too much
And most of what I say doesn't make sense
But my child, you'll be here one day
Feeling the air of existence
Hit you hard
A bit overwhelmed
And maybe,
A bit out of place.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 11:10 AM UTC
Generation Information:
Running 'round, drugs in cases
Even if ya hate ya placement
Time moves faster with some patience
Seniles claim conspiracy;
Wonder what kinda bombs we makin'
FOURTEEN MILLION DIVORCED PARENTS
Raising kids who feel forsaken
Walking round with Glocks, hoping they don't get blammed next,
No Christmas anymore;
Santa Claus is hooked on Xanax
And once you get outta Hell
Get framed and put in jail
Its hard to crawl from the bottom back up to the place you fell
We say we work in retail
But shoes ain't what we sell,
So please cover your ears
Don't listen to what we tell.
Children taught to be pitiless
**** anybody with viciousness
Shot too high
Expecting adults
And that's where the militias went
Murdered by a lonely kid who got no Love
Trained to pull a weapon if push comes to shove
Look up in the sky
They made Ravens outta doves
Sinned so much, afraid to ask forgiveness from above
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 2:14 AM UTC
Our enlightenment is endless
timeless
Our ignorance is endless
timeless
Our understanding should be endless
timeless
Awakening like spring
we cling
to teachings handed
down
Men take up the pen
in order to
teach
Not to preach
The boatman will await
Our trip
Down the final river
Our endless search
for Zen will end with an
Amen
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 1:07 PM UTC
Yes I am as human as you my friend,
Emotionally I'm weaker than others,
I commit my share of mistakes daily,
Errors both minor, or, major I make,
Yes I am afraid of imperfections too.
I made this brain of mine a student,
I've learned lessons from the errors,
But I don't just interpret my lessons.
I forward to you, o love, useful tips,
You just have to keep them in mind,
So we get a stronger hold in future.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC