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Tahirih Manoo Jul 2014
I am not one to be easily offended
                    
               My compassion kicks in  
                                            
                                     Bitter words can only come from a bitter source



So instead of feeling hurt for me,

I feel hurt for you...

I wonder, what happened that made you temporarily be so?

If it makes you feel any better, then please, continue to throw your darts

and then when you're done, I'll brush off the poison

and give you nectar in return,

for you are in NEED of something sweet

you need it, more than I do, I'll make some more for me later.

So I will do my best to make sure you leave with a full jar of it.



In fact I'd only get offended
                     IF you insult or harm others...
                                         only because I'm not sure if They can handle it .*

If I won't be there to explain what had just happened,
that they were not the real target.
That you were the one who felt so much pain
that it overflowed from your lips
that you had no control
that all you needed was a pretty flower
a loving smile to erase that unwanted stain.

7th, July, 2014   1:10 pm.
from a memory, months ago.
Tahirih Manoo Jul 2014
S        t         *r            a      n      g          **e

                                          ­                            becomes NORMAL one day.  

7th, July, 2014
Tahirih Manoo Jul 2014
Love is calm
That is- if it is true
Love is Placid*
That is- if it is true

Love has no variation
Love has one truth
Love is Pure
Love is no emotion
Love is meditation
**

7th, July, 2014
Tahirih Manoo Jul 2014
What’s in a name?
His name is what he is
Rishi, a saint, no one better than this
His actions that of his name
Innocent, compassionate, loving
Words match his tender existence

All he wanted was for peace to be among his kin
All he needed was the affection of one swan
To fit his half and make him laugh
He never asks for much, or rather nothing at all
But he prays and prays for the good of everyone
Standing alone, yet he fights for them all

His eyes gentle, like those of a lamb
His voice charming, like a nightingale at hand
His hands that offer so much, is soft to the touch
His smile, oh that smile beckons so much
His laughter rare, a sound that should last forever
Someday soon he shall have just radiance for his cover


His mind that ticks like a well-functioning clock
Takes no time to pause or stop
Apprehensive that his will may be dropped
Yet he strides onward, pushing past fears
His courage brimming over the top
No one knows how many battles he fought

The Lord is with him
And he with the Lord
What he doesn't realize
Is that he an Angel of Love
One that is surrounded by the cold hearts of loss
There, there       -  Handsome Dove,
They will all melt, sorrow will be tossed.*

6th, July , 2014   12:01 pm.
Rishi- Hindi: meaning saint. Poem about rishis
Tahirih Manoo Jul 2014
I was just a caterpillar
               Eager to turn
Unsure what to do to make it happen
I’d sample all sorts of leaves
Wanting them to have an impinge on my existence
Nibble here, devour there
so voracious without a care
               Just Eager to turn.

All along I thought I was pink
Turns out it was all black and white
That phase was just a preparation
For my true purpose
All those struggles
Bending branches, forcing travels
Fighting my way through the chaotic lands of green battle
It was all a grand rehearsal.

Then one day without notification or indication
The real show came to play
In trance I start to weave in beautiful silk
a case, a home, a place to think, I pause…
For the first time I had stopped my crawling.
I cover myself without thought,
No more pondering on why, how, where, when and what.
I did it alone
I'm sure of that

A chrysalis was being given to me
That’s how I see it
For I never even knew how to make it
I never knew IF I’d make it
I’d always worry about if I would break it
Not knowing what that IT even was
Then it happened.
Simple in the end though intricate in steps

I stopped everything
And rested my caterpillar head.
Clung to my home metamorphosing
It was there I saw my heaven
I saw other creations
And found out secrets about divination
I saw why I had done what I did
I knew what was to come-just a bit.

                                                      Three­ months later,
                                                      I emerged slowly
                                                      Each­ day a part of a new life came to glory
                                                      A transformation  
                                                ­      A surprising revelation
                                                      ­Having not an expectation
                                                     ­ I evolved to a butterfly-human
                                               ­       Oh my, the new view is a blessing.

                                         5th, July, 2014     5:02 pm
This was why i was away,
I was...changing.

Now all Pure, Good, Who I want to be- finally.
No more questions, no more doubts, I am happy to be me- Tahirih.
Tahirih Manoo Mar 2014
Why don't they accept?

Why don't they respect?

Why do they reject?

Why must they deject?

What about the effect?

Why don't they innerly reflect?

They lack intellect.

They only object.

The People You Allow Into Your Life :  Select

Yourself- You Must Protect

                          

12th March, 2014      4:39 am.
Tahirih Manoo Mar 2014
Left* -

 my desires boiling...
my needs over-powering...

  carefree



                             ­                                       Right-       
                                                          ­                                                
                                                               my light flickering...
                                                   ­            my heart yearning...                                                                
 ­                                                            
    ­                                                            Passionate
                




                                                   Center -

                                                   Logical

                                                   Steady

­                                                   Reliable
                                                    ­          
- March 11th, 2014  11:48 pm
I only trust the center.
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