A Poem that doesn't Rhyme

It’s been a while since I last wrote,
Rhyming words that I put to note,
My thoughts oh they seem to afloat,
What else could be here in my boat?

I used to find an easy time,
Compose a line after each line,
Tell me, have I missed my own prime?
I cannot just sit here and whine.

So let me now turn back the page,
I haven’t seen in ‘bout an age,
As I leaf through I cannot weigh,
On the heavy words my eyes now lay.

I have then come to realize,
As I gaze and scrutinize,
Most of the words, to my surprise,
Were from a soul and heart that cries.

Would you mind if I just insist?
Pardon me if I can’t resist.
My views were roofed before with mist,
‘May have clouded my entire gist.

Well rhyme or grime it doesn’t matter,
My words may wane but I won’t bother,
Coz my life now is in such a harmony,
I believe ‘tis best than rhyme with agony.

isN't IT??

When would you know if this is “it”?

* when you can play with him
* when you can converse with him
* when you can laugh at each other
* when you can have a laugh with each other
* when doing crazy things with him is normal
* when you find yourself smiling just in seeing him before closing your eyes at night and seeing him first as you wake in the morning
* when you discover that he snores at night and it’s okay with you
* and you wouldn’t mind getting used to it
* when he drools while he sleeps and you find it funny
* and you wouldn’t mind him drooling on your hair
* when holding his hand has become part of your sleeping habits
* when just looking at him and do nothing can be your sort of a past time
* when you can get upset with him but later on you will be more upset for being upset with him
* when you can argue with him
* when you can agree with him
* when you can disagree with him
* when you can agree to disagree with him
* when you can comprehend with his indefiniteness
* when you can go unruly for a while and he wouldn’t mind
* when he can go unruly for a while and you wouldn’t mind
* when it seems that every curves of your body were perfectly made for his
* when you love kissing him on all his body parts
* and you’d love him to kiss you back
* when you missed him because you didn’t see him the whole day
* when keeping secrets from him makes you sick
* when you can just tell anything to him
* when you can have the worst time of your life with him
* when you can have your most ordinary life events with him
* when you’d love to have the best time of your life with him
* when everyday seems a special day with him
* when you love the thought of having him with you for the rest of your life

-and- YOU ARE MAKING IT HAPPEN!

-->tie-a-kNot<--

Do not stare—OBSERVE.
Do not listen—COMPREHEND.
Do not talk—CONVERSE.
Do not just understand—be BROAD.
Do not touch—FEEL.
Do not be thoughtful—CARE.
Do not give—SHARE.
Do not be thankful—APPRECIATE.
Do not sympathize—EMPATHIZE.
Do not show pity—be MERCIFUL.
Do not instruct—GUIDE.
Do not be knowledgeable—be WISE.

Being aware of another’s existence is not enough; strive to make your presence be felt. Start to build connection with every individual you come across. Seize the strain that might arise from insensitivity. Live not because you are given life, but because you’re gifted with that grandeur opportunity -and- ability to communicate and bond with other individuals.

[[ stuck ]]

How did I end up in this place?
This situation?
Is this really the life I prefer to lead?
Did I plan for this?
So many questions..
Don't have even a single answer..

Things are out of my hands..
And from now on..
I decide not to make plans anymore..
I’m going to live my life through the present..
I will disregard the future and just reminisce the past..
I will focus on the “now”..
I won’t let my previous decisions affect my current condition..
I choose to live a life without regrets and without inhibitions..
I will not complain and won’t even explain..
I intend to eliminate fear but still remain cautious..
I will laugh at the ugliest humor and be tough for the most downside of my day..

Everyday..
Life amuses me..
Surprises me and I guess..
Changes me as well..
But despite this continuous and consistent transmutation..
I will strive to take a grip on what consists of my psyche..
And though my reasons were altered and my ways were changed..
I will always take hold of my principles..
Be it from the past.. the present.. or the future..
Because these principles are what made me..
Is making me.. and will make me..
ME..

[date created--10/12/08]

[Qeshm, Iran]

..Definition..

== esSeNce oF a reLatioNshiP ==
it is when you decide to live a life with somebody..
regardless of how life decides to treat you..

..choosing to stay..

..to have a lasting relationship..
..it doesn't mean that you must go for the right partner..
..it is doing the right things and deciding to stay..
..come what may..
..and it goes both ways..

+ obstacle +

problem comes out when something exceeds one's capacity to control or at least comprehend.. but since man has the ability to cogitate.. scrutinize through matters.. and adapt to every life's circumstance.. sooner or later.. he will understand.. absorb.. and cope with whatever difficulty he encounters..

..my music..my life..

..finally..

..my music has found me..

..and plays with me the rhythm..

..that soothes my very soul..

aNother Love Letter

..with all the things that are occurring..

.."overjoyed and contented" is an understatement of how i feel for having you here with me..

..could never be so thankful enough for going through all these with you never leaving my side..

..i'm loving you so much..

..they must be all jealous..(--,)..

++a GiFt++

i'm goNna give yoU aLL i nEveR haD..i'm gonNa makE yOu feeL eMotioNs i nevEr feLt..i'm goNna bE to yoU whAt thEy nevEr weRe to mE..jUst be heRe my aNgeL..my LittLe aNgeL..aWait yOu..

a Love Letter

You made me change in so many ways..
And I love it..
I love doing things with you..
I love our conversations..
I love sleeping and waking up with you..
Never been this happy..
I love living everyday of my life with you..
.. I LOVE YOU..Let’s stay together..

++ L O V E ++

..love gained is sweeter than love found..
..love betrayed is much bitter than love lost..

..feeL..

..we touch because we want to feel..

..and we want to be felt..

++ R E F U R B I S H ++

I haven’t been singing love songs lately,
I haven’t been writing sweet quotes but maybe,
Someone from not too far away can save me,
And bring me back what I may have lost completely.

Someone to restore the rhythm that has long left my music,
Remind me of my words, which once made me poetic,
Don me with security when the rest seems chaotic,
Allow me to get unruly when all appears to be static.

Past occurrences may have left me with loads of negativities,
People may have come in and out with lack of sensitivity,
Losing time, I sometimes feel, with all these immaturities,
Overwhelmed, I try not to be, to keep with me my sanity.

I know in time my music will find me,
Along with the poems that was meant for me only,
Take away the pain that was caused by adversity,

Offer me with nothing but love and fidelity.

-- one way --

If this is how life pitches the ball, then I’ll hit it with my hardest bat.
If this is how life plays the music, then I’ll sing my best song with it.
If this is how life runs the race, then I’ll step on my gas until the finish line.

I might miss some balls, I might fall on some notes, and I might even meet sharp turns, but still, I will go through life however it proceeds. I won’t stop, I won’t recoil, and I won’t let anything impede me. Because in life, I discerned, turning back is never an option.

--seEk FREE--

I am a free bird and a free bird has always been my reverie.
To prevail I have to disenthrall from this cage that ceases me.
But as I set off, my wings are thwarted by an obscured snare.
Struggling to pull-free, I ought to be feisty to take the dare.

I am a free soul and a free soul I have incessantly longed to be.
In order to thrive I must dispose these crutches that brace me.
But as I do, each step becomes an obstacle I need to get past.
Though crippling, to get through, conjuring vigor is a must.

I have a free mind and a free mind I unfailingly sought to have.
So I rummaged around for a profusion of wisdom I can grab.
Though until now, I’m in the process of relentless cogitation.
I will strive and will not be confounded by whatever realization.

<----insEnsiTivity---<<<

Insensitivity is innate. It’s a given talent since birth. It cannot be acquired through intensive training or the like. There are no theories about it and aspiring individuals will only end up—destroyed.

aRouNd

i'd rather be around people than be surrounded by them..
for it calms me more to witness the events of their lives..
than have them stare at every details of mine..

Words of a Troubled Mind

What if tomorrow I drown?
Will the wave that seizes me frown?
Will the clouds that stare care to go down?
Will the sun dare to put off his crown?

What if for the next hour my heart stops beating?
Will the bells cease ringing?
Will the wind refrain from blowing?
Will the river quit flowing?

What if at this very moment I die?
Will the birds cry?
Will the leaves turn dry?
Even though it’s all just a lie?

<< THE TOXIC PROVIDER >>

suffocating it is to be with such a man

he who provides but destroys at the same time

little by little you’ll drown as he meddles

distorts your senses as he becomes an intruder

cognizant he claims of all the matters that surround him

blames the world but him for every adversity that springs

oblivious he may seem from the throbbing he induces

tormenting it will be whether you regard him or not

feigns that you are accorded to construct your own life

but discretely he manipulates every move you compose

alters your judgment which disrupts your cogitation

suffuses your mind with loads of uncertainties

his means are concealed rather than conspicuous

leaves you suspended at the midst of confusion

submission will only deliver you in agony

for the toxic provider slaughters and smothers