a sacred wish

 

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silently known
laying in the corner of each heart
the greatest honor that bestowed
love
a basic concept of perfecting the harmony of life
like music, echoed around the world
you…, me… everyone has love
everyone are entitled to live in peace
and  sets us free to resonate in timeless harmony
speak the words of care to bring harmony to our earth
do not let it grow like a tree in the meadow
cluttered by the wind of ego
slowly dried the branches of feelings
or let them just go away
love is a word with deeper meaning of ideal reality
the example of bearer of the light
and be the admiration of all who follow
to shine like star at the dark night of hatred
there’s an inner voice whispering clear to our ears
there’s a sacred sense beating in our hearts
closer and true than we realize
love,
speaking for all creatures
speaking for all the living to shine together

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Is there beauty in messing up?

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good old friends

42 years have passed
your hair has become gray
mine as well
my face was wrinkled
your’s too
you changed, I changed…., we all changed
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a60only one thing that has not changed
the silliness of our behavior

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 TM1in togetherness…
pain and lonely lost in laughter
we are grandma and grandpa
who momentarily forgotten age and grandchildren

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a64let’s keep the rope of this friendship
with love and understanding
and maintain the value and meaning
to always be tightly bound

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good  old friends

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one day
when no one cares to wipe my tears
when no one comes to ease my pain
when no one can be invited to reminisce
when I feel left out
be friendly with loneliness
I knew you will be there for me

Hopefully we could be best friends
until we should start all over again as new friends
when senility force us to ask over and over…  “who are you?”

I thank God who has given the opportunity to meet and get together with good old friends,
and thank you for being my wonderful old friends

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dedicated to my high school friends
  SMA PSKD 1,  graduated on 1972

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“Learn to be a good friend because one day when you look aside he may not be there anymore”.
– meiro –

if

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if this life is a game
whether I’ll be the player or spectator
if I’m a spectator
then I will sit in place yelling to support the players
but if I am the player then I should win
if life is a theater
whether I’ll be the actor or director
if I am  the actor I have to act very well
but if I in charged as the director
then I have to responsible for the success of the drama
ah ….  so complicated and confusing
perhaps life is not to choose
as well as it can’t be assumed
I guess I have to keep dancing
floating along the rhythm of life
and enjoy the elegance of its music

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an ‘inevitability’

….and I stay stunned
one other soul leave the body
a life changed to a death

if I die…. oh no
I’m not ready yet

suddenly my brain says:
“I knew, you knew… we all knew
every soul that breathes will surely die
because death is an ‘inevitability’
it will come to anyone, anytime, anywhere
no delay… no resist… no exception”

then my heart interrupts:
“it’s not to be feared
if you have enough charities
to get the key of the hereafter”

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“Who are often remembering the death and diligently prepare to face death
will get the serenity of the world and the glory of the hereafter. “

– Prophet Muhammad –

dancing above the questions

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through words I let this self danced above the questions

what is life and what is death

why we have to survive to live if dead is peacefulness

so many mysteries in this world that questionable

creates so many curiosities and foster a self creativity

I do not want this curiosity die

it would caused this self creativity stopped

then my life would be monotonous as a robot

a significant life

right ….that’s my wish

so I will keep dancing above the questions

stepping honestly …. moving relentlessly

though the answers obtained yet not satisfactory

again I let myself continue dancing above the questions

spin and keep spinning like earth

till the meaning of life be understood

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give but never promised

the chapter of 2013 just completed

now I just start writing the second pages of chapter 2014

it’s really an awesome book

the mistakes made on previous pages cannot be edited

but could be written better on the next page

and the book covers were beautiful

the birth date as front cover and the date of death as back cover yet could not be seen

the book’s page are pure white that gives me chances to correct the mistakes of previous pages

if you ask will the story ended happy

I really do not know….,  but of course that is my dream

 I am just the author and the storyline is the authorization of the owner of book of life

through the holy book He told me to write rightly and even better than on earlier chapter

because once written….. it could never be edited

thus the following pages should be written proper and carefully

happy writing in your book of life

there will always be a new page as the opportunity to do something right in the days of life

please write with the ink of love and compassion, and the pen of wisdom  .

I pray may God will always be with you in every step

He never promised that the sky will always blue, the flowers will always bloom
and your days will always be brighter

but

He always gives rainbow in every storm, smile for tears,
blessing in each trial and answer to every prayers

Chapter 2013 life is over…., hopefully the chapter of life in 2014 will be much better

happy new year 2014

with love, light & peace,

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in search of answer

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I rearranged the words that scattered along my note

simply to communicate with imagination and compromised with mind

about life which swayed on waves of good and bad

about the thin gap which separates right and wrong

just a simple short poem about a search of answer

that  long been silent like shadow
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to you and your family

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word by word

from heart to heart

sentences binds us together

so that we’re never ever torn apart

on this occasion let me convey my prayer

may you and your family get nurtured with lots of love

may your hearts be filled with light, peace and faith in God

may your days of doubt be replaced with days of hope and cheer

Amen!

Wishes

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with love, light & peace

mei

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apology

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no morning light greetings

no silver moon sweet smile

no beauty could be seen behind the tears of regret

dripping into the soul but unable to dissolve the feelings of guilt

if allowed

let me tuck the note of regret between your toes

let me gather the crumbs of forgiveness on the floor of your heart

so I could raise my head

to reply the morning light greetings

and gaze the sweet smile of silver moon

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strands of blue


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would you sit with me

waiting for the moon to emerge

would you sit by my side

to catch the bias of moonlight

so the line of your face could clearly be seen

and your eyelashes could be counted strand by strand

but you are just a shadow

silent and allied to the dark

buried in memories

enhanced the strands of my blue

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Once Upon a Time When (reblogged)

I’m just somebody





whether they knew

in my solitude

to the moon I talk…, and even then if appears

to the stars I complain…, and even then if it blinks

with the chant of wind I knit silence

and passed the time with a small candle glowing reluctantly

o how sad
this heart wrapped in bitterness thus not able to welcome love

these eyes were not able to gaze the world which clouded by hypocrisy

this tongue not able to spell the misery of soul which wallowed in loneliness

and they called me as

a cool breeze that touches the dried soul

harp’s string that calmed the rhythm of heart

and my poem were the words of gods

their assessment was too high

gosh….,   I’m just somebody

whose befriended with night and sleeping in the cocoon of loneliness

whose thought and feelings were searching for the justification
of self and the greatest meaning of life

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– mei –

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survive

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with burden on my back

I have to walk

with tears and dripping sweat

no complain

just keep walking

but my steps is getting slowly

the burden feels so heavy

no longer able to bear

I am tired but won’t give up

so I put it down

and continue the journey

till time takes my breath away

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– mei –

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the bridge of life

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you came naked

wrapped in the aroma of sanctity

pure as a drop of dew released by night to the dawn

the color of your eyes have not touched by worldly light glare

which shining along the bridge of life

where as temptations scattered like dry leaves

and contemptible awaits their prey ready to pounce

little baby

your mother’s breast is the first worldly favor that tasted

another favors will come and go

as twilight breeze touched cool and softly

please dear…..hug your faith tightly

as orange embrace the sunset

as dark embrace the night

don’t let a drop of indigo damage the whitish of heart

sing …., please sing the angel’s song

and recite the heavenly lyrics verse …. by verse

to keep close to the guardian

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– mei –

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somebody in this world

the truth is

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somebody in this world would gladly trade places with you.

take time to thank God for

your family

your friends

your health and the opportunities

He has given you.

– Joel Osteen –

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– mei –

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the book of life


 

maybe I was just a word in the book of your life

or a sentence

or a paragraph

it was just a cue of my presence

but then forgotten

now you come and ask me to finish the last few chapters of the book together

but unfortunately I am not able to write one story in two different books

since  I have to finish my own story

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– mei –

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in and out of reality

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I crawled out of my skin
and curled into a ball
allowed the wind to kick me
down an endless winding road

along the way I witnessed
invisible claws dig
deep inside an open field
uncovering ancient treasures

as diamonds gradually
overwhelmed the sky
I unfurled my mind and
surrendered my spirit
to the next reality


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…. without lyrics

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o you who had been cast by the sky
the wind keep whispering your names
the sky keep painting your faces

your presence eliminates my hesitation
refreshing the wilt hope
fills in the hollow soul with passion

ssssst…….
listen!
listen to that gently rhythm
the fairies are humming
for you ….
for me ….
for all of us
a beautiful ballad without title…., without lyric

o my loved ones
whose names whispered by the wind
whose faces painted by the sky
let us write the lyrics of the ballad …. titled togetherness

o my loved ones
whose presence eliminate the doubt
whose refresh the wilt hope
let us sing along…… the song of togetherness
to fill the world’s silence with affection

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– mei –

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no curves to turn back

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she said to me
my dear daughter
you are walking on the path of life
have you ever ask yourself
if  you have walking on the right path

when arrived at a crossroad
have you asked yourself
which direction should be taken

after direction decided
you have to assures yourself
that you have taken the right one
since there are no curves to turn back

I shuddered
started asking myself
the indecisive  feelings arose
this body shivered
my soul trembled

then she said softly
sweetheart…  if you are not sure
just stop for a moment
ask Him
to lead you to the right direction

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– mei –

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the answer

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though silence like the night
does not mean I can not talk
I am just trying to understand
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though restless as the clouds
does not mean I can not be still
I am just waiting for an answer
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when I look into the mirror
I can not see my face
but only a grain of sand
that slam by waves to the beach
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when I opened the window
I flown by the winds like a piece of dried leaves
soar and stranded at a pair of legs
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and when I turned up
there are Thy hand
reaching out to me to stand

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– mei –

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the end of his career

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This incredible photo marks the end of Matador Torrero Alvaro Munera’s career.

He collapsed in remorse mid-fight when he realized he was having to prompt
this otherwise gentle beast to fight. He went on to become an avid opponent of
bullfights. Even grievously wounded by picador, he did not attack this man.

Torrero Munera is quoted as saying of this moment:
“And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes,
and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like cry for justice, deep down inside of me.
I describe it as being like a prayer because if one confesses, it is hope, that one is forgiven.
I felt like the worst shit on earth”.

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baby for rent

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Every time I pass the hospital’s gate to visit my brother, I saw a young woman begging
while cradling  her baby. As  I know beggars usually looks slouchy with faces to be pitied.
But this one is different, she looks clean and smiles the time receiving the alms.
It’s inviting my attention.

One other day after the visit I have to wait for the heavy rain at the bus stop.
Then I saw her again sitting in the corner but looks gloomy.
I approached her and try to open a conversation, “Hi my name is Mei what’s yours?.
She answered reluctantly, “Kartina”.
“You have a beautiful name, how old your baby is?” while observing the baby.
He was so thin, yellow and his eyes glazed.
She looks at me with a rather wide-open eyes “He is not my baby!” she said firmly.
I was a bit surprised, “Oh I am so sorry…, I thought he is your baby because I saw you
cradle him every day!”.
“I rent him!”, she said with a barely heard sound.
This time I really shocked but try to distract her attention by offering candies.
She took and straightly eat it.
I asked her again, “I often seeing you smile, but today you seem gloomy?”
She replied without hesitation “I only get Rp. 12 thousand since this morning while
the rent of this baby is Rp. 25 thousand for one day”. she stopped, look at me with hope.
“He should be returned at 19.00 every day. But tomorrow they would not let me bring him
if I do not pay today’s rent” she sighed.
“Why should you bring the baby, isn’t that even a hassle ?”
“Well….  by carrying him my revenue could be tripled”.
“How much is your income in a day?”
“Not necessarily, but at least Rp.140 – 170 thousand !” a little pride splashed at the look of her face”.
Speechless ….   didn’t know what to say…..  wondered what was happening in this world.
Left her a little box of candy then said goodbye.
Went home in the cold rain yet the inside of me burning.

After the incident I never want to look at the place she was begging, I don’t have
heart to see the baby in her arms.
I would never know, whether the human moral has been slumped or this life that ruthless.

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painting the sky

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sir
too long you shackled by miserable
letting me wait in uncertainty
sailing alone…. without skipper
spent my days in wondering

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sir
why so much dark covering your soul
what the hell heaven had done on you
united with the darkness
haunted by the voices inside you
evicting you into another world
so you feel so damned

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o sir
you have painting the sky with sadness
so the couples of seagulls
bounced away and disappeared in the distance
the sky became empty….  without painting

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sir
wish you would open the door
and let me reaching your troubled soul
to cast away the misery
and set your spirit  free

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come on sir
the river is waiting to flow together
the leaves inviting to whisper along
or perhaps you preferred to fly along the seagulls
to paint the sky with love

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the remaining longs

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street lights shining dimly
night wind blows a scent I’ve ever known
thrilling the remaining longs
oh that feeling is still there
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rain began to fall
like silver needles pierce my veil
I sheltering in front of a store
wishing I was with you
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waiting for the rain to stop
the memories about you venturing
you was the one who sow the seeds of love
you let grow large with leaves of longing
but then you left it drought
the tree of love languish
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in this solitude
I wondered
why we met if then have to split
why should there be love
if it only makes us miserable
oh God wish I knew your purpose
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I shudder …..  walk home in the rain

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– mei –

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before we complain

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Ants don’t have dream
because they never sleep.

Pigs don’t know the sun and the moon
because they can’t raise their heads

Butterflies don’t celebrate their birthdays
because they only live for 47 days

see…..

how God created us wonderfully
so celebrate everything before complaining.

– dewdrops –

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crying in gratitude

when….
he was getting tired
when….
he began to surrender

You hold his hand
and whisper in his ear
slowly …. the helpless legs can be driven

he cry
I cry
we all crying
in gratitude

praise be  to  Allah,
indeed He is the best
His greatness start to work

alhamdulillah
Alhamdulillah!!!

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– mei –

to my dear brother Huki
He that can have patience can have what he will.”

Benjamin Franklin

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life & death

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the life asked the death:

“I wonder. why people loving me but hate you?”

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the death reply:

“Because you are a beautiful lie while I am a painful truth.”

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quoted from Yanassanti Hasnam

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– mei –

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chasing the shadow

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I can see the sun
but
why can’t I see my shadow
pouring prayer and praises into the cup of faith 

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I can see the dark
and
I can see my shadow
sipping the wine of pleasure from the cup of sin 

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Oh Allah …..,
I am just a grain of substances
which was allowed to stop by and enjoy life
but tend to choose pleasure than piety
I’ve crossed the ocean to the edge of universe
to correct  the mistake of my shadow
turns
it has to come from the fibers of this self
to kneel below Thy splendor

***

– mei –

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music is my engine

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It starts with typical tone in a minor which is a sign, that this is it.
It is calling me.
Like hypnosis.
In the moment it lifts my spirit.
I jump from the chair with ease into a soft dance.
These Arabic rhythms are so natural to me.

They are so wild and so tender… everything at once.
They are uncontrollable.
They are free. I am free to merge with God.
I turn together with this music around the Sun.

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I am this music.
I feel it in my solar plexus,
I feel it in my heart,
I feel it in my head and in my blood.
I breathe music.
I am in love.
In a trance.
I am Scheherazade who is flying on a carpet through the Universe with the speed of light.
I am high.  
I am peace.
I have super powers.
I am full of energy.
I am powerful like a Gods.
I am really me.
I am turning and turning.
Music is my engine.
I am turning and turning like I am not from here.
Music are actually words from God changed into songs, so that we can all understand Him.

– Jalaluddin Rumi –

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goodnight little baby….,  goodnight

turn off the light…., sleep tight

feel free to coloring your dream

before your gentle smile touched by problems

before the tempest inflict you tears

before vinegar drips into the clarity of your soul

sleep little angel…., sleep quietly in my cradle

my prayers will be  the shade of your soul

my support will be the pole of your self-confidence

my lap will be the place of your spilling tears

sleep my love….,  sleep quietly

I will always be here

 heaven chose me to be your mother

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– mei –

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who’s next

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previous year the mother

this year the older brother

lay motionless

tears falling

 

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o angel of death

why you come with no tell

no voice sounded

nor shadow seen

sudden the body trembling …. convulsively

passion fading to gray

breathe strangled by silence

a soul has gone by

and you…. walk away with strapping steps

slowly lost in the hymn of victory

while we wondered

who’s next

***

– mei –

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among the stars

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when blue skies turn to dark
look above you
I’ll be among the stars

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when the breeze touches you
feel the caresses
which sent to release my longing

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and when you are in solitude
listen to the lyrics of foliage song
which written to state my love

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my child,
you will be as strong as the pillar of kingdom
you will be as patient as twilight waiting the evening
you will never give up like the crashing waves
till you’d be among the stars

***

– mei –

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yesterday ‘not for’ tomorrow

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the music been played, the song sung  
why you just silent
wandering away in your mind
which flew in the quasi beauty

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everybody dancing, they are laughing
but you …, o dear you just remain silent
infiltrated deep into the past
buried in the mud of misery

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oh dear friend
where the hope that hold
where the dream to achieved
where the hell is your world
why hiding from reality
or maybe this is the destiny that enjoyed
if my friend…., if I could take you
watch the sun crawls from the horizon
watch the red dusk reaching the night
strode across yesterday to meet tomorrow

***

– mei –

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pledge in a song

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I’m just an old singer
though blind
I will always sharing cheers
till this voice lost

I’m just an old singer
though frail
I will not stop singing
till this lips stop moving

then
when the voice was lost

when the lips was stop moving
the clouds creeping weak
the birds flying marched
the leaves sighing sadly
drove her to the last place
and the wind blowing gently
exhales the promise in her song

***

– mei –

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the touch of a broken love

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 if love is beautiful

as the words that written

why the beauty was so vulnerable

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if love is painful

as tenderness as sliced by a knife

why the wound was not bleed

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your feelings are so tender

but hinted of disappointment

your words are so sweet

but painted by anguish

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please explain … oh poet

whether the words just the expression of feelings

whether the tenderness was the cry of soul

or just an emotional moment when touched by a broken love

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oh poet

if the poems were the picture of your heart

how miserable your life is

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– mei –

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at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet
(Plato)

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the impact of moonlight

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that night
when the night was silent
when it felt sweet as honey
the moon hung
crawled slowly like turtle
as watching from many angles

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that night
when the night was quiet
when it felt so peaceful
the moon hung
crawled slowly like moths
as creeping  into the mind

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sudden disappeared
hiding behind a cloud
the night seemed darker than usual
while the inner of self could be seen clearly
the blood poisoned by wine
the body overpowered by pleasure
and the soul tainted by sin

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that night
when the moon has been gone
when the night became darker
this abject self was creeping
searching for the antidote
to dissolving the world’s poison

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– mei –

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the intersection

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those skinny children on the street
who ran and laughed at the crossroads
clapping their hands while singing
naïvely  begging for mercies

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O the children of the street
who seeing to the window car with hoping eyes
sleep on the mattresses asphalt roofed the sky
can not complain to the unjust life

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O the poor children on the street
your dream hanging on the fancy cars
your future scattered, blown by the exhaust fumes
always happy in the heat of the sun nor rain 

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the light had changed green
and the deafening horns shocked me
which glued on the steering
thinking of my children…. how lucky they are

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 mei –

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photos from google

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the secret of Divine

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the sound of grass humming  

echoed among the hills

sounds like a wordless song  

lull this imagination within

wander in a question

is this the song of silence?

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the evening breeze blowing

swaying the foliage gently

feels like caress without touch

this soul drifted along

wander in a question

is this the touch of love?

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answer me!!!

my voice splitting the hill

shocking the foliage

in a sigh they reply

o dear….

it’s the secret of  divine

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– mei –

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awards

I have been nominated for

THE VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD

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THE BEAUTIFUL BLOGGER AWARD

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by
Soumya

at
http://soumyav.wordpress.com/2013/02/17/time-for-awards-again/

Thank you Soumya.

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RULES FOR THE VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD

1.
Display the award logo on your blog. 
2.
Thank and link back to the person who nominated you. 
3.
State 7 things about yourself. 
4.
Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award. 
5.
Notify these bloggers of the nominations by linking back to one
of their specific blog posts so they get notified back. 

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SEVEN THINGS ABOUT ME

please visit this link

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“LIEBSTER AWARD”

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by
Stefania
http://poorbuthonest.wordpress.com/

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RULES FOR THE VERSATILE BLOOGER AWARD

Please visit this link

Thank you Stefania.

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 “Best Moment Award”

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by
Tarun K. Sonyand life smiles
http://andlifesmile.wordpress.com/2013/04/18/best-moment-award/

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RULES FOR BEST MOMENT AWARD:

Winners re-post this completely with their acceptance speech.
This could be written or video recorded.
Winners have the privilege of awarding the next awardees!
The re-post should include a NEW set of people/blogs worthy of the award;
and winners notify them the great news.


RESOURCES:

What makes a good acceptance speech?
-Gratitude. Thank the people who helped you along the way
-Humor. Keep us entertained and smiling
-Inspiration. Make your story touch our lives
Get an idea from the great acceptance speeches, compiled in MomentMatters.com/Speech
Display the award’s badge on your blog/website, downloadable in MomentMatters.com/Award

ACCEPTACE SPEECH :

My Dear friends,
I am thrilled and proud for the honor given.
I took it as the whip to improve my ability
My gratitude to God for giving this talent and big thank
to Soumya, Stefania and Tarun K. Sony on their kindness.

I also thank to this blog’s follower and visitors who have been faithful
came with their assessment and comments as I’m sure it was for the goodness of this blog.

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Here are my nominations with no particular order:

angelswhisper2011

Mridula

john – the book of pain

Felicia – My Foyage Through Time

Lady Lovely

Gretchen Del Rio

shadowheart77

jalal michael sabbagh

ibeamarioh

Lit and Scribbles with Jae

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Congratulations!!!

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Ubuntu (I am because we are)

Originally posted on the art of life:

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An anthropologist proposed a game to the kids in an African tribe.
He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the kids that who ever
got there first won the sweet fruits.

When he told them to run they all took each others hands and ran together,
then sat together enjoying their treats.
When he asked them why they had run like that as one could have
had all the fruits for himself they said:

”UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?”

‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: “I am because we are” 

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shared from : Back Towards Light

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life is life

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a new day was here
another chance to take
another problem to deal with
another result to be accepted

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if life is a journey
why I have to remember
the mouths to be fed
the souls that leaning on my back

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if life is beautiful
why I have to bear
the demands that trailing
the responsibilities on my shoulder

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then the doubts began to envelop this heart and mind
sitting pensive and wonder
what else lies up ahead
 
but after watching this video

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 though didn’t understand the wording
somehow I just know that life is life
depending on how to enjoy it

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I’d rather closed my eyes

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if I close my left eye
I would see beauties and peacefulness
really  wonderful

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if I close my right eye
I would see violence and jealousy
  so pathetic

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when I open both eyes
I would see suffering and oppression
that broke my heart

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oh dear….., I’d rather closed my eyes
sleep on the land of God
seen nothing but love

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photo: http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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understand in whole

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In the lyrics of a song
there is sad or glad

in the verses of a prayer
there is demand and repentance

in the game of love
there is sadness and happiness

in life
I just knew
I had to live it
with laughter and tears
with good and evil
through sick and healthy
overall packed in one suitcase
labelled “understand life in whole”

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A big thanks to Kamel for the image.

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not to hurt but heals

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sir
I see your eyes globes sedate…. but dead
lies beneath the shade of blue
whether love has made ​​you miserable

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o… sir
I heard your bones creaked and your soul trembled
moaning along the howling of night bird
whether love is now only an empty whisper

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sir please…
don’t look up and ask why

the sky sneering at you

don’t look to the dark and ask why
the night just silent like black mirror
 
just
look at me
I am your tears
help you release the wreckage of misery
let them slip away from your reverie
not to hurt but heals
and if you ask me why
I am here to remove the sadness
for you which being a love’s drifter

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image: http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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nothing is perfect (unexpected)

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dear Son,
days go by, years changed
I can imagine
how you have become a handsome young man
energetically in do your dream
you know, in life… nothing is perfect
and regret always comes at the end

I do not expect what I have done
to you and your mother would be forgiven

and I am sure that if one day I come or meet you
you will kicked me away  

but deep in my heart…. I know
you still remember me
so the want to see you
continued bubbling in this old chest
my son

I currently watching a photo of us
the day I taught you to fishing
oh dear…. wish I could turn back to that time
but the rice has become porridge
at least I’ve taught you how to fishing
please remember son
if there is a chance to see you
I would fight to grab it


– few days later –

 

dear sir,
I still have not been able to catch a fish,
please teach me again.

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mei

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photo: http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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the bitter-sweet of reality

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if she glances the leaves would fall

if she smiles the birds would also smile

and when she hummed the grass would sway

her charm tempts the butterflies

her fragrance invited bees

she is the rose

growing in the wild bush

she possessed the beauty

that used as the decoy

to sell a momentary pleasure

filled her days with ecstasy

dedicate her life for money

sank so deep into contemptible

and hard to rise to the surface

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the winds of change are always blowing

changed the pleasure with regret

replace the ecstasy with pain

that occurred cannot be canceled

the beauty she possessed

cannot be used as the shields of sorrow

the bitter-sweet of reality has to swallowed

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photo: http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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room for love

Love has no culture, boundaries, race and religion
It is pure and beautiful

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When God puts love and compassion in your heart.
He’s offering you an opportunity to make a difference in a person’s life

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Helping Others Poverty India

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In the space of love we find many faces,
it gives us reason to smile
and sometime it’s also gives us reason to cry.

African American family at home

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The most valuable in love are to love without return
and to love without selfish motives
with a sole purpose …. give and be given.

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Love is equal in all matters.
to be loved is something but to love others is precious.

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No matter how strong we are inside,
there is always a part of us that longs for love, care and affection

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“To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven.”
Karen Sunde –

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photo credit: google,
http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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from us to us

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My beautiful friends,

I’m sure you all know Subhan Zein. <http://subhanzein.wordpress.com>
Beside his brilliant works he is also
a humble person which having a beautiful heart.
I think I do not have to explain in detail because you definitely known better.
He is sick now, as I quoted his words on facebook as followed,

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“Friends, please pray for me. I have been having air hunger, chest constriction,
and suffocated throat for nearly a year now. It’s been coming and going,
but tonight is the worst.
High levels of stress due to the presence of various issues are causative to these.
I’ve been undergoing medical treatment, prayer,
yoga, and meditation, and am still hoping for the best to happen.
While these health issues have affected a lot of my productivity,
my desire to continue writing never dims.
My passion to serve the world through the written word is still Ablaze.
In a moment like this I just hope that I am having the perfect health
and less burden on my shoulders, but it seems that I will have to wait a little longer “.

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Here I am inviting you my dear friends whatever your beliefs are,
to spend some minutes of your precious time to pray for Subhan
and some of our blogger friends who are sick
That would mean a lot to them .

“May God lifted all illnesses that suffered and cure Subhan Zein
and 
some of our blogger friends who are sick “. Amen.

اللّهُمَّ رَبَّ النَّاسِ اَذْهِبِ الْبَأْسَ اشْفِ فَأَنْتَ الشَّافيِ لاَ شِفَاءَ إِلاَّ شِفَاؤُكَ شِفَاءً لاَ يُغَادِرُ سَقَماً

Thank you so much for your kindness, hoping be re-paid by God.

With love,
mei

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The prayers from fellow bloggers at the comment box are considered
not as comments but as part of this post.

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Most Influential Blog Award of 2012

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I was nominated for  the “Most Influential Blog Award of 2012″

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by
Wendell A. Brown

at
Foreverpoetic

http://foreverpoetic.me/2013/02/12/most-influential-blog-award-2012-2/

Thank you so much dear brother, I am honored

 
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There are no real rules to follow except
within six months you must pass the honor on to the blogs that have influenced
you the most and are deserving to receive the award
which will label them as being one of the Most Influential Blogs of 2012.   


To share the joy, I nominate my friends which listed below in no particular order

THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 

Boomie Bol  

Céad Míle Fáilte  

Ladybluerose  

Laughing Penguins 

Letters- To My Master (ਖਤ – ਮੇਰੇ ਮਾਲਿਕ ਨੂੰ ) 

Seyisandradavid 

Advocatemmmohan Aksharaalu  

Lyrics, Sentiments And Me  

Written Words Never Die  

Congratulations!!!

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a delivery for you

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 YOU …. yes YOU

the one who are reading this

through posts we know each other

through comments we talking to one another

then a friendship rope connected

sharing and supporting

for the sole purpose “cares”

and here I am with a pocket full of love

to delivered to you

please open the door of your heart

and deign to accept

if you say yes

then I will feel better

but if you say never

it will break my heart forever

Happy Valentine’s day

with love,

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image: http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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thirsty

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a sense of longing infiltrated through fingertips

creeping along the reciting of holy verses

cold like water dripping in aridity

need more  to wet the soul

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image : http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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I’ll stand by you

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among the bubbles of memories
I see we laugh and cry in the same tone but different loudness
quarreling one another for the same will in different intonation
took shots from different angle for a beautiful photo of compassion
our love is like the waves…. crashing the froth relentlessly 
which voiced the tenderness of affection

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along with the pine trees  we were raised
grew up and sing along the passing time
fly high with the birds to reach each other’s goals
but our wings were touching and reminding with attention
our love is like the evergreen leaves….  swaying endlessly
touching each other with love and attention

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to the cloud I ask to take care of you
with the wind I sent prayer for you  
and as the bigger wave and the pine stem that grow first
I promised I’ll always stand by you
like the waves keep crashing and frothy
as the pine leaves that sway endlessly

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Keep the faith, love and wisdom to light your path Mira Elodia, you are a dearest sister

 with love,

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image : http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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broke before dawn

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you said you loved me


and will keep me happy forever


before the end of the dream


you have promised


that tomorrow night


an engagement ring will be on my finger


the morning sun blushing my cheek


wake me up for work


I could not pay attention on anything


unbearable of waiting for the night to come  


but night after night has passed


wandering and searching for you with hope


at the end


just me and my expectations


I keep convincing my self
every night 


to dream and dream again


but


all dreams broke before dawn


before the ring attached on my finger

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image : http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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a glorious sadness

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memories seeps through the veins
the sweet brings a smile
the bitter brings tears
that pronounced in the prayer
in a heartbreaking melody
with the hope to be materialized
tipped on the edge of exhaustion

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the days gone by
the year changed
waiting and hoping
the arrival of a loved one
through the summer and the fall
at the end remains the same
lonely and forgotten

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there is no difference
between empty and weightless
or lonely and forgotten
perhaps it’s a glorious sadness
for the efforts that been done
which the end will be the same
being lonely and forgotten

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“Mom… I promised you will never ever be put in a nursing home, God knows how much I  love you!”

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image : http://www.desktopnexus.com/

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withered before bloom

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a  flower withered before bloom
undermined by an amoral father
destroy a half of her soul
cuts her entire dream

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the withered petals floating
among the bubbles of hatred
bobbing above a pool of tears
wondering when will its end

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a part of her soul  been vanished
empty like a starless night
she has no wills

live …. without life

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playing with the moon

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I found this photo on Pinterest, and I think there is no harm in sharing with fellow bloggers
especially the photographers – hoping it could inspire you.
Have a wonderful weekend my friends!

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http://www.pinterest.com/pin/41728734019462637/

                               Pinterest

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love doesn’t knows no time

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just like an old song

spinning inside heads

wondering if love may grow

and took over the hostility like an ocean wave

washed away the anger with the drifting tide

 

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like the dawn breaking the night

leave the wound of the past

assuring that we will be able to face tomorrow

to see the rising sun with smile

lighting up the day for everyone

 

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though so much pain we’ve perceived

there is also so much hope lies in the future

cannot be predicted but will be faced

and the time will lead us

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though it’s going to be a long journey

we’ve should begin now

do not ask when will we stop

because love doesn’t knows no time

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photo  ; desktopnexus.com

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Illuminating Blogger Award

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I have been nominated by Paul for

light bulb concept

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Please meet him at his  inspiring and  warmth blog

Céad Mile Fáilte

Thank you so much Paul I am really honored.

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The rules to follow are:

1. Visit and thank the blogger who nominated you
2. Say a few words of gratitude on your blog and follow the link
3. Share a few words about yourself and pass on the award to at least 5 other bloggers.

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A few words about me:

I’m just an Indonesian woman who like biking.
Love colors but mostly I dressed in black.
My main hobby is sewing and made my own dress when I was fourteen
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That’s a few words about me and now I would nominate this award to:

angelswhisper2011

would never be enough

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on your wrinkled face
marched the unending love

on your fragile bones
engraved the countless sacrifices

through your breath
blew the unceasing prayers

just for me

mom….., for you
a world-wide of thank you
would never be enough

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photo credit : American Native Graphic

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a mother’s love

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My mom only had one eye. I hated her… She was such an embarrassment.
She cooked for students and teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me.
I was so embarrassed.

How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school one of my classmates said, ‘Eeeeee…, your mom only has one eye!’

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
I confronted her that day and said,
‘ If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just die?’

My mom did not respond… I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said,
because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her.
So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study.

Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.
I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts.
Then one day, my Mother came to visit me.
She hadn’t seen me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her,
and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited.
I screamed at her, ‘How dare you come to my house and scare my children!
“Get out of here! Now!!!”

And to this, my mother quietly answered, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry.
I may have gotten the wrong address,’ and she disappeared out of sight.

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.
So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.
After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.

My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

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‘My dearest son,

I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to your house and scared your children.

I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.
But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you.
I’m sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.

You see……..when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with one eye.
So I gave you mine.

I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place,
with…. that eye.

With all my love to you,

Your mother.

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shared from Moral Stories

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Shine On award

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First I would like to thank

Mary Clever

at
http://desi99ner.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/shine-on-award/#comment-439

which nominate me for the Shine On award. *

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Thank you so  much Mary I am really honored.

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To share the joy … I would like to nominate;

LuAnn 

THROUGH THE HEALING LENS

Laughing Penguins

Stefania’s

Oil Pastels by Mary

Teacher as Transformer

FOREVER POETIC

angelswhisper2011

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CONGRATULATIONS!!!

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the whisper of femininity

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close your eyes for a moment

take a deep breath

carefully hear it

the soul of your femininity is whispering

please realize that you are beautiful as a rose

feel  the fragrant and spread it

show the beautiful color with proud

but hide your thorns if not necessary

let the vision be the guidance

allow the mission to clear your path

as you step boldly for being a wonderful woman

you’ve been created for life’s sweetness and bitterness

and ready to jump over the obstacles

again…., take a deep breath

you are lovely as butterfly

feel  the beauty of the wings

keep up to always be strong

to fly if you were not appreciated nor respected

and inappropriate to be underestimated

you are so valuable

now….  open your eyes

it’s time to live it with confidence

but fly away….

if you’re self-esteem was trampled

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Value of woman (reblogged)

Pass on your lady friends to remind them how fantastic they are!!!
Pass it on to males you know…., sometimes they need to be reminded!!!

NEVER TAKE LOVE FOR GRANTED

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A very poor man lived with his wife.
One day, his wife, who had very long hair asked him to buy her a comb
for her hair to grow well and to be well-groomed.

The man felt very sorry and said no.
He explained that he did not even have enough money
to fix the strap of his watch he had just broken.
She did not insist on her request.

The man went to work and passed by a watch shop,
sold his damaged watch at a low price and went to buy a comb for his wife.

He came home in the evening with the comb in his hand ready to give to his wife.

He was surprised when he saw his wife with a very short hair cut.

She had sold her hair and was holding a new watch band.

Tears flowed simultaneously from their eyes,
not for the futility of their actions, but for the reciprocity of their love.

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To love is nothing, to be loved is something
but to love and to be loved by the one you love,
that is everything.
Never take love for granted..!!

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Shared from  Believe In Your Self & What Other Thinks Won’t Matter

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if yes is the answer

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Let me be the verses of love

to be with you in solitude

and fill the lonely nights

with dreams

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Let me be the verses of life

to wet the barren of your hope

and strengthen the fragile soul

with confidence  

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let me be the verses of song

to entertain the sadness

and lifted your passion

through the tones

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take me

if yes is the answer

in your memory

in your heart

in your days

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the song of bamboo leaves

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I slowed my step

watching the lodge carefully

the bamboo leaves was increasingly shade and skewed

but the lodge was still the same

as the last time I came

nothing has changed

when I opened the door

as if I saw my grandmother

sitting in her rocking chair

staring out the window…. humming

then I see myself come, clinging and question her

you are humming grandmother,…. what song?

oo ….  just follow the song of bamboo leaves my dear

a dragonfly passed by in front of my face

disperse my musings

I enter the lodge and sit on grandma’s rocking chair

try to understand the thing that she did

in silence …. I began to hear

a lovely song

I let it flow within this soul

to blend with the memories of my childhood

the song of bamboo leaves

filled my longing of grandma’s warm hug

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if there were visiting hours in heaven

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they had gone to heaven

because in there they were freed

of burden and responsibility

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they had gone to heaven

because there was no suffering

only love and eternal peace

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they had gone to heaven

because there was no suffering

and they will found happiness

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I asked; “why didn’t you invite me?”

they replied: “your time has not yet come”

then I asked again; ” could I visit you if I miss?”

and an angel interrupt the conversation said;

“there is no visiting hours in heaven!”

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the missing smile

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it has lasted long enough

moaning and sighing resignedly

like a melody …. but sounds poignant

the time almost stopped

“stay with me Ning” I said

but the death pressed his chest

unplug his suffering

and there’s a smile on his face

which been missing for nearly two years

“goodbye Ning”

might be the best … for you

and I turned away

took the pictured of your last smile

where the stories of our friendship stored

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Dedicated to my best friend ‘Ning’,
who fought against throat cancer for almost two years.
Sad of losing you but also relieved that you freed of pain.
You will always be in my heart my dear…. always.

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the first nomination on the beginning of the year

I just received my first nomination on 2013 for the Gargie Award from

atirahjewel

at

http://atirahjewel.wordpress.com/2013/01/02/gargie-award/

This is really a surprise for a new beginning of the year.

Thank you so much Atirah, it’s really an honor.

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 And the rules which need to followed:

1.  Display the award badge on your site.

2.  Publish a post to inform the world of your great achievement

3.  Nominate some fellow bloggers (who have been outstanding in their field
or perhaps who you admire)

4.  Indicate to your nominees that they have received the award… provided
you have completed step three.

Here are my nominations with no particular order

LuAnn
http://paintyourlandscape.wordpress.com

HAPPY NEW YEAR

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if we look back on our life,
we see pain,
mistakes,
and
disappointments.

but wait a minute

just see in the mirror,
there is strength,
learned lessons,
and
pride in our self

keep looking ahead
and believe
that tomorrow is a promise

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Dear past,
thank you for your lessons.
Dear future.
I am ready.
Dear God.
thank you for another year.

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before I say “Amen”

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I once drank the wine of  bitter life
which slammed this soul into the aisle of emptyness
all seems so unfair
the road ahead seems endless
and sometime the dream so far away
but when I almost surrender
I stop and remember
the endless love that freely given
so that I could survive until this moment
and never forget the harsh lessons in my life
it make me stronger
before I say ‘Amen
I’ll also pray for the people
who is reading this
shall have the comfort, peace and love
I may not know their troubles
but God…., You do
give them the strength as given to me
keep them safe from worldly temptations of this winding life
and arrived safe in Your kingdom of love
Thank you God
Amen!

 

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CONGRATULATIONS!!

As you know some time ago I was nominated for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award.
And again I was nominated by
Céad Míle Fáilte
<http://pjb1943.wordpress.com/2012/12/20/1318/>
and I am really honored.
Thank you very much Paul …, you have a delicate words that inspired me.

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very-inspiring-blogger

 Here I want to share with some friends which inspired me, and they are:

http://ladybluerose.wordpress.com/

http://bluegirlphotography.wordpress.com/

http://whoisbert.wordpress.com/

http://2muchdrama.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://chris13jkt.wordpress.com/

http://randomaveragegirl.wordpress.com/

http://litandscribbles.wordpress.com/

http://oilpastelsbymary.com/

http://sharingmemyselfandi.wordpress.com/

http://arjunbagga.wordpress.com/

http://datadiary2012.wordpress.com/

http://remediesforhealth.wordpress.com/

http://memoirsofadragon.wordpress.com/

http://thesilentfingers.wordpress.com/

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The Rules are:

1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.

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And  seven things about my self as I wrote before are:

1. My main hobby is sewing
2. I love boots and don’t have woman shoes.
3. I painted my bedroom wall
4. My favorite singers are Katy Melua and Eva Cassidy
5. I sing and playing organ
6. Really love black
7. Biking almost every morning

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CONGRATULATIONS!!

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Loss

Originally posted on who is bert:

So any desire can lead to a loss, and any desire can lead to a fear of losing it.
And that loss, or just its fear, might lead to anger or sadness.
The five stages of grief from the Kuebler-Ross model, talk of anger and depression,
but also of denial at first and bargaining in between.

The denial phase doesn’t last long when we see that somebody else ate the last cake, although sometimes we might say out loud: “This can’t be true?!”. We can quickly make that somebody who took the cake as the target of our anger, or just burst to tears when we are 5 years old. There is nobody to bargain with, unless the cake is not yet fully consumed. Envy and Hate might be the result if we don’t or never accept, although in this example that might be over the top to say…

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What does love look like?

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What does love look like?

It has the hands to help others.

It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy.

It has eyes to see misery and want.

It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men.

That is what love looks like.

 – Saint Augustine –

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– mei –

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to my friends

for you is a dream

big enough to capture your heart

bright enough to illuminate your mind

deep enough to satisfy your spirit

May you find the strength to pursue it

and be enriched by it across the years

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Merry Christmas & Happy New Year

my dear friends

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with love
mei

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the sea of life

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a big wave could come

push even dropped me

but

sometimes only a minor blow

between my legs

and  I say to my self;

“This is the beauty of sailing on the sea of life”

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It doesn’t matter
how big your trial is,
what’s really matter is
the presence of sincerity

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– mei –

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in God’s eyes

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to me the moon smiles
I’m wondering
does it also smile at you?

to me the star glanced coquettishly
I’m wondering
does it also glance at you?

we were in different places
and separated by distance
are we different?

I guess “not”
though you were in West and I am in the East
though you were white and I am black
we were have the same blood
and it’s red

even if you’re smart and I’m stupid
we will always have the same rights
in the eyes of God
we were equal

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– mei –

His answers

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I asked God to omit my problems.
His answer:
No…, your problems not for eliminated but need to be defeated.

I asked God to heal my disability
His answer:
No…, your body is just temporarily but keep your soul to be perfect

I asked God to give me patience
His answer:
No…, patience is the result of trouble not for given but to be learned


I asked God to bless me
His answer:
No…, I had give you thankfulness so your life will never be in lacked.

I ask God to keep me away from suffering
His answer:
No…, suffer will keep you away from worldly attention but bring you closer to me.

I asked God to grown my faith
His answer:
No…, your faith has to grow itself but I will prune to quickly bear the fruit

I ask God to give me everything so I could enjoy life
His answer:
I gave you life to enjoy everything.

I ask God to help me love others as He loves me.
Then He said:
“Hmm….. finally you understood”

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– mei –

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ended without known

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they say life is a stage

that played the story about life

God is the director

and

I am the actor

but

the script had yet received

so I do not know what my role is

they say;

the story has been compiled

and …. I need no script

just act till the drama ended

how is the end of the story?

they say … they did not know

then I play the role

as the will of the Supreme Director

rolling willingly like stone

flowing sincere like river

follow the stories that been compiled

ended without known

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– mei –

“Blog of the Year 2012″ Award

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This is the last nomination in reaching the sixth star of “Blog of the Year 2012″  Award…,
given by OUR LIFE IN 3D http://ourlifein3d.com/2012/12/11/this-is-so-crazy/.
Find him at at http://ourlifein3d.com/
check out his  full of love blog.
I humbly thank you Andy.

I won’t got the sixth star without being nominated by:

Wendell A. Brown

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and life smiles

Zunaira Afzal

Mary clever!

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My friends, with all of my heart please accept my gratitude for your kindness of
led me in getting the sixth stars of the Blog of the Year 2012 ‘Award.

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Here is the rules for the nominee which need to follow:

1.  Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award

2.  Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen
there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required
and ‘present’ them with their award.

3.  Please include a link back to this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-awards/blog-of-the-year-2012-award/
and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)

4.  Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award
and share the ‘rules’ with them

5.  You can now also join our Facebook group
click ‘like’ on this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award Facebook group and then
you can share your blog with an even wider audience

6.  As a winner of the award
– please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award
– and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…

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There are a total of 6 stars to collect.

Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs
and even if they have already been given the award by someone else
you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!

 For more information check FAQ on The Thought Palette

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And here are my nominees, in no particular order:

grishmanphotography

once4always

johncoyote

Sigoese

Wendell A. Brown

Light touch

Our Life In 3D

Blue Girl Photography

and life smiles

Ese’s Voice

Bunnyshanny

Mary Clever

Teacher as Trasformer

The Blazing Trail

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CONGRATULATIONS!

With love,
mei

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In beauty is begun in beauty is ended.

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This quote is one of my favorite collection.

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Beauty is before me and behind me above me and below me

Hovers the beauty I am surrounded by it,

I am immersed in it, … in my youth

I am aware of it, and in old age I shall walk quietly the beautiful trail.

In beauty is begun in beauty is ended.

-Native American quote –

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– mei –

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the fallen snow

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I saw snow
slowly falling
white …., beautiful
then
I touched
hard, ,,,.flat
it did not cold
just room temperature
a bit disappointed
but grateful to WordPress
for the snow that fell in Indonesia
though only in my laptop

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– mei –

I got five stars

I am very grateful to

Wendell A. Brown

 once4always

Mary clever!

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Who has chosen me to get 5 stars Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
Thank you so much my friends.

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Here is the rules for the nominee which need to follow:

1.  Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award

2.  Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen
there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required
and ‘present’ them with their award.

3.  Please include a link back to this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-awards/blog-of-the-year-2012-award/
and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)

4.  Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award
and share the ‘rules’ with them

5.  You can now also join our Facebook group
click ‘like’ on this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award Facebook group and then
you can share your blog with an even wider audience

6.  As a winner of the award
– please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award
– and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…

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Unlike other awards which you can only add to your blog once – this award is different!

When you begin you will receive the ‘1 star’ award
and every time you are given the award by another blog – you can add another star!

There are a total of 6 stars to collect.

Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs
and even if they have already been given the award by someone else
you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!

 For more information check FAQ on The Thought Palette

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And the bloggers I am nominating are:

http://thenaughtypoet.wordpress.com/

http://theblazingtrail.wordpress.com/

http://once4always.wordpress.com/

http://seyisandradavid.org

http://sharingmemyselfandi.wordpress.com

http://antodesimone.wordpress.com/

http://nadyafauzia.wordpress.com/

http://andlifesmile.wordpress.com/

http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/

http://boomiebol.wordpress.com

http://subhanzein.wordpress.com

http://divinerhythm.wordpress.com/

http://desi99ner.wordpress.com/

http://zunairaafzal.wordpress.com

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– mei –

Blessed to weird people

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gave birth to you was beauty

raising you was my liability

leading you is my duty

loving you is a loveliest pleasure

your hopes are my prayer

your struggle is my pain

your tears is my anguish

your wound is my suffering

in your dark I will be the eyes

in the drought I will become the rain

in the storm I will become the shelter

in your battle I will be the shield

for you …. I willingly sacrifice

for you …. my love is unconditional

because of you….. my breath has meaning

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– mei –

Dedicated to  my beloved sons Romeza, Rolanzi and Ronizar
with all the shortcomings I will always try to give my best …
though I knew perfection only belongs to Allah SwT.

With  all my love,
mommy

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When you help someone who is lost and confused;

When you hold someone who is sad and grieving;

When you hug someone who is unhappy and hopeless;

You too will feel healed and whole.

   – Dr Jeff Mulan –
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he has been hurt

he has been hurt
pierced by the thorns of love
stand among bitterness

he has been hurt
crying and screaming
without sound

he has been hurt
his blood infused by the love’s poison
lethal a half of his soul

he has been hurt
asked me to remove the toxins from the blood
with a passion of hope

he has been hurt
by my love

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– mei –

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prisoner of a dream

meiro:

Last night when I tracing back my blog …. I found this poem which written on last February and I want to share with you…hope you like it.

Happy reading!

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nominated for awards

I have been nominated for

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http://ivonprefontaine.com

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1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.

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the rules:

Post the award picture in your post.
Tell 7 things about yourself.
Nominate 15 other bloggers and notify them of the nomination

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Now I am going to tell seven things about my self:

1. My main hobby is sewing
2. I love boots and don’t have woman shoes.
3. I painted my bedroom wall
4. My favorite singers are Katy Melua and Eva Cassidy
5. I sing and playing organ
6. Really love black
7. Biking almost every morning

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And the bloggers I am nominating are:

http://remediesforhealth.wordpress.com/

http://hcmfmovement.com/

http://johncoyote.wordpress.com/

http://theblazingtrail.wordpress.com/

http://myvoyagethroughtime.wordpress.com/

http://mindretrofit7.wordpress.com/

http://67paintings.wordpress.com/

http://ourlifein3d.com/

http://seyisandradavid.org/

http://memoirsofadragon.wordpress.com/

http://litandscribbles.wordpress.com/

http://timkeen40.wordpress.com/

http://divinerhythm.wordpress.com/

http://lindastudley.com/

http://soumyav.wordpress.com/

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I also been nominated for

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Wendell A. Brown

http://foreverpoetic.me/

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http://andlifesmile.wordpress.com/

by

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http://once4always.wordpress.com/

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at this time, three stars out of six

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And the rules which need to follow:

1.  Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award

2.  Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen
there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required
and ‘present’ them with their award.

3.  Please include a link back to this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-awards/blog-of-the-year-2012-award/
and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)

4.  Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award
and share the ‘rules’ with them

5.  You can now also join our Facebook group
click ‘like’ on this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award Facebook group and then
you can share your blog with an even wider audience

6.  As a winner of the award
– please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award
– and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…

 6-stars-image

Unlike other awards which you can only add to your blog once – this award is different!

When you begin you will receive the ‘1 star’ award
and every time you are given the award by another blog – you can add another star!

There are a total of 6 stars to collect.

Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs
and even if they have already been given the award by someone else
you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!

 For more information check FAQ on The Thought Palette

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And the bloggers I am nominating are:

http://musingbymoonlight.com/

http://subhanzein.wordpress.com/

http://schtiel.wordpress.com/

http://hcmfmovement.com/

http://johncoyote.wordpress.com/

http://theblazingtrail.wordpress.com/

http://myvoyagethroughtime.wordpress.com/

http://mindretrofit7.wordpress.com/

http://antodesimone.wordpress.com/

http://ourlifein3d.com/

http://sigoese.wordpress.com/

http://seyisandradavid.org/

http://francisbarkerart.com/

http://memoirsofadragon.wordpress.com/

http://uthamz.wordpress.com/

http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/

http://divinerhythm.wordpress.com/

http://lindastudley.com/

http://lindawillows.wordpress.com/

http://boomiebol.wordpress.com/

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I am honored  dear friends, be blessed and thank you so much.

With love,
– mei –

the same old song

the expectations moving

the dream squirmed

the passion raised

the tired of hiding

dragged her to stand up against the storm

but the heart was not strong enough

to raced with the past

the cloud came back

in blackish gray

the lightning strikes

throw her back

to the place where she ever been hiding

to heard the same old song

in different lyrics

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– mei –

ooo

evidence of presence

silence be the friend

darkness be the home

in the ground …. be fused

evidence of presence?

the tombstones

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– mei –

Will you help me?

please…..

bring me the messy grain of affection

to be arranged as it should be

do not let it rolled under the foot

so as not to be trampled by the anger

please…..

bring me the broken pieces of brotherhood

to be arranged as it should be

do not be left scattered and crushed

by hatred and selfishness

I had tried so hard to re-arrange it

but too large and complicated

Will you help me ….. my friend?

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You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.
I hope someday you’ll join us, and the world will be as one.
– John Lennon –

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– mei –

live in the cup of death, dead in the cup of life.

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I WISH YOU ENOUGH. Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the daughter's departure had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said: "I love you and I wish you enough." The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I sat. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever good-bye?" "I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said. When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"  She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more.  "When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them". Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from memory, "I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye." She then began to cry and walked away. They say it takes a minute to find a special person. An hour to appreciate them. A day to love them. And an entire life to forget them. - Author Unknown

Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport
as the daughter’s departure had been announced. Standing near the security gate, they hugged
and the mother said: “I love you and I wish you enough.”

The daughter replied, “Mom, our life together has been more than enough.
Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom.”
They kissed and the daughter left.

The mother walked over to the window where I sat.
Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.

I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking,
“Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?”
“Yes, I have,” I replied. “Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever good-bye?”

“I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip
back will be for my funeral,” she said.

When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, “I wish you enough.
” May I ask what that means?”

She began to smile. “That’s a wish that has been handed down from other generations.
My parents used to say it to everyone.”
She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in
detail and she smiled even more.

“When we said ‘I wish you enough’ we were wanting the other person to have
a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them”.
Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from memory,

“I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.

I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.”

She then began to cry and walked away.

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They say…., it takes
a minute to find a special person.
an hour to appreciate them.

a day to love them.
and an entire life to forget them.

– Author Unknown

Shared from Love Is The Answer

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– mei –

just one woman

a real man

chooses to

love

honor

respect

adore

and

faithful

just to

one woman

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– mei –

the old motorbike (along the memory lane)

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mute committment

 

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there will always be more.


it is better to light candles
than to curse the darkness.

it is better to plant seeds
than to accuse the earth.

the world needs all of our power and love and energy,
and each of us has something that we can give.

the trick is to find it and use it,
to find it and give it away.

there will always be more.

we can be lights for each other,
and through each other’s illumination
we will see the way.

each of us is a seed,
a silent promise,
and it is always spring.

~ Unknown –

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– mei –

for you….

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a trust

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the knife that pierced so deep
may be not make screams

a basket of painful memories
may be not make tears falling

the poignant was…..
the trust given had been in vainly

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– mei –

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it is for me

This poem is a continuation of the earlier poems.
Visitors who have not read “was not for me, I suggested to read it first
before reading this one.

HAPPY READING!

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another poem to be written

that dark blinded me…. blacken my view
but
unable to withstand the vibrations that felt
which run this hand to a piece of paper
to write

this poem
it is not a delusion
written with  feeling
as if there was no tomorrow
I swing the pen
follow the rhythm of soul
braid in beautiful words
which lull the heart
to whom this poem will be delivered?
“it’s up to the wind!”
whose reading this poem?
“you!”
and me…..?
will stay here….
awaiting

for the next vibrations to come
might be later or tomorrow
don’t know when
but there would be
another poem to be written

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– mei –

sacrifice

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I’m dancing in the dark
in a limited time
to help

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I’m dancing in the dark
with a little light
to illuminate

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I’m dancing in the dark
burned to died
for you

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gone with the reverie

if you are an idea

I will kiss you

if you are imagination

I will hug you

if you are words

I will fondle you

but you are just reverie

passed in instant

dragging my words along

left me staring at a blank paper

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– mei –

destiny of the shadow

when you laugh
I also laugh
but I have no voices
when you cry
I want to hug you
but I was unable
it made me disappointed to myself
sometimes I looks vague
and sometimes so clearly
perhaps that’s the reasons of my presence remained on ignore
I was thinking that you were me
since the words that spoken was heard
and I do every thing you do
but you never ever care about me
whereas you cried so sadly
for those that be unfaithful
for those that hurts you so bad
for those that leave you
while me …
which always be with you
was never be seen…. moreover appreciated
I know, I sometimes seen vague or clearly
and have nothing to give… besides faithful
but I will always be with you
I will never harm you
just following in silent
it was my destiny
which must be accepted

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– mei –

requests

o love….

don’t let this heart seeking

dropped your petals on this heart

let the fragrance spreads out

to fill this empty soul with passion

come love…, please come

I’m tired of making out with blue

dwell in the solitude of a slowly decaying

let togetherness filled this vulnerable inner

with caring and compassion

o love…., live in me

reached out your strong sense

guide me through the darkness

let me stepped surely on the bridge of life

and fill your greatness in my days

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– mei –

living for love

last night

I lay on the grass

and I remembered you

and thinking how the world was old

I am here and you were there

separated by distance

but

we all were living for love

as I was part of you, and you were all of me

all those beautiful words and memories

as the day’s page….. will passed

but it will stay in my remembrance

Happy Thanksgiving

my friends

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– mei –

what is the difference

they are dirty
they stink
they beg
they are poor
they are not confident
whether they were sinned
to be left behind
no…!
they just lost
in the battle of life
whether they were sinned
indeed they are poor
but…, perhaps rich in heart

their clean
they are fragrance
their generous
they are rich
they are so confident
whether they were sacred
to be in priority
no…!
they just win
in the battle of life
whether they were not sinned
indeed they are rich
but…, perhaps poor in heart

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– mei –

the gamble of love

the flavor of love
cradles the beauties
luring the pleasures
no reasons to be rejected
at the other side
disappointment shadowing
hopes shrouded by uncertainty
no signs of pain
no pictured of sadness

when love game begins
eyes were blind…, ears were deaf
vinegar tasted like wine
unwittingly shadowed by bitterness

her destiny was to be touched by the fingers of love
and created to sipped the wine of love
that always sweet at first
might be bitter at the end

she
that intoxicated by the poison of feeling
trapped in her love destiny

she
could become a hopeless drifter

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– mei –

was not for me

sir
play me a song
then I will dance for you

sir
why you are so silent
is something bothering
tell me
I might could help

tell me……
if you’re sad…., then I will make you happy
if you’re lonely …., then I will be by your side
if there is something to say…., I will be a good listener
and
he looked at me in doubt
said “I miss her”

o sir
tell the wind
it will blow your longing to her

then
I run to the edge of the sky
while tears falling heavy as rain
the longing was not for me

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– mei –

no problem…, no God

within this life

when there is no problem

we just stay quiet

enjoying the comfort

sunk in pleasure

but

when the problem came

we think

we move

we struggle against it

then

at such moment

we remember God

we asking and pleading
,
hoping to be  granted

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– mei

to be human

meiro:

Perhaps we need to have
Our heads bent to the ground
For a sense of connection
Maintaining a care, for each other
Alive and dying

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    I’m glad my life isn’t perfect,
    I’m proud that I make mistakes,
    I’m happy I have my problems in life…
    It reminds me I’m real,
    I’m human… I’m me.

    – Mei Rozavian Wenyi*

Living the moral life matters
Where even dissent is conviction
The older we get
The more temporary things look
And yet the insistence
In those conjunctions;
Myth, fantasy or truth
They confound us, to be honest

Though we can speak of love
With heady proportions of trust
We are too small to measure
Ourselves against suffering
Ravaged by time we go on,
Outstretched to what we might do
Hence our search for meaning;
Out gaining everything
Except pain and loss

Perhaps we need to have
Our heads bent to the ground
For a sense of connection
Maintaining a care, for each other
Alive and dying
That grieves us and saves us
Grieves us and saves us
Saves…

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biases of love

You created the bridge of love over the river of  life

and letting me wade alone….,

without guidance

then

You let the love’s bias slaps the vulnerable faith

to remind me before being immersed

in perverse

O Allah… O Rabbi

let Your love’s biases hitting me

again…and again

so as not be further

dissolved in contemptible

***

– mei –

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counting the sins

there is a place that I love to hear its name

known as a wonderful place

and they called it

heaven

and

there is also a place that I often hear its name

known as the hottest place

as they called it

hell

I pondered and ask my self where should I go

whether heaven or hell

I really don’t know

so I think

better to begin counting my sins

***

– mei –

Altar of love (reblogged)

meiro:

still the light ripples;
I love you,
place none above you

Originally posted on 67paintings:

I built you an alter
with the god of happiness
a buddha,
a glass dolphin
a book of celtic prayers
golden words that caused such hope
everlasting

And oft I think I see you
on the pier
by the seaside
or out to sea
over in the mizen
or up on the hill
where we made our heather bed,

under willows by the brook
my search continues
for the key to your world
feels vanquished
while the dragon is hiding the moon

still the light ripples;
I love you,
place none above you
I love you,
place none above you

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the impact of red roses

when I get a bunch of red roses at my door

without name…., no messages

this feeling says…. it’s you

but I am not so sure

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the poet

though you were dead

the words keep flying in mind

like feathers blowing in the wind

freely dancing  in the air

though you were dead

the stanzas still beautifully lilting

like the rhythm of water flowing

fill the cavity of empty soul

even though you were dead

you are still alive and

always be warm

in your poetry

***

– mei –