TT ; Soft

To show our soft spots
to reveal our tears
to be fragile
naked
to trust
people to whom we show our soft
is courage
is strength
is growth
is faith
our soft is not our weakness
our walls of pretended hardness
built by our fear
guarding our loneliness
is weakness
fear is not power
courage to grow strength and gain faith
showing our soft
that is power
 

TT ; Brick

in the absence of doubt
dreams flourish
we plant roses in the ashes
we grow trees of thin air
we celebrate fake triumphs
we are hopeful
we want to love
we want to be loved
we want to dream
to believe the lie
we ask people to lie to us
then we wake up and face reality
we hit a brick wall
and all we've built
finely designed dreams
high walls
with big bricks
of thin air
in the absence of doubt dreams flourish
and in the presence of it , reality hits ...

   

Theme Thursday : SPAM

shek , trik , tshek
what's that noise
is it real
or am i paranoid
maybe i'm monitored
no way to avoid
signs with Add's that you can't not see
and your mind is being destroyed
camera's every were
now i'm no Froid
but i am getting aware
 that spam is getting to be
more than a  software
our walls are paper thin
and privacy is no where
so do we run away
go to isolation?
or shall we stay
in the loneliness of this crowded world
to the cyber space we convey
we accept this world
we ignore the fact
that we are getting spammed
act like those eyes aren't there
now i dn't want to be paranoid
and i'm sure the line isn't tapped
but this i know for a fact
my world is too easily spammed

Theme Thursday ; face

face
shell ?
outer appearance?
true reflection of  the soul?
 faith is written on the forehead they say
lines of age on the face
like time writing it's story on the canvas of us
faces
some have meaning for us
some have meaning for other people
some faces make you cry
some faces you make when you cry
some faces make you smile
and some you make as you smile
some faces fell you with joy
some remind you of pain
and some mean nothing at all
they pass by with your indifference
they put our faces every where
  ID's
Pass's
this world has even created a Face book
amazing is the human face
yet more amazing are human being's
if a shell can be all that complex
and it's only a shell
a face 

Theme Thursday ; Paper

oh dear friend
Paper of this book behold my modest gift
I give you my joy and tears
I give you my soul
and I give you
the ticks of the clock
and the noise of the street
I give you the recipe of me
words that dare not depart from my mouth
I teach you
secrets un_known to this world
I  confine in you
the scent of you
is my drug of truth
all is revealed
all masks are dropped
and I stand naked before you
so behold my modest gift
my greatest burden
with no allure  

TT ; Luck

We put lights in the dark

and put shades in the day

we try to make the universe

to be driven  and obey

we control every thing

because we fear our weakness

we try to light a fire of wisdom

to scare away the darkness

we want to think we know all

and we dread our imperfection

our lack of absolute control 

we draw hangers in our minds

to hang our failures upon

when the world to our dreams hasn't been kind

the same world we claim to control

we don't have to rule

that is not our role

but we have to believe that in the hands of luck

we are more than a dumb doll

so never say it's bad luck

you get to choose your goals

faith just draws the path towards them 

and accept the things that you can't control 

love....

love ....
the un_answered truth
it's not a question
not a puzzle
in many shapes and faces it comes
sneaks upon us in a moment of death
shocks life back in us
and underneath all it's masks lies your face
all it's seasons are filled with the scent  of you
I fill to sleep and in my dream i saw
that i forgot you
my mind was no longer to draw
your face
in the space
of matter and time
I dreamed i wished no longer you were mine
I dreamed that I forgot
But I had not
and the reality of your love
came shining into my dream
blurring with it's bright light
all other imaginary delight
of freedom
in between the reality of your love
and the dream of you

I catch my self 

as the sun breaks dawn

indulging in you

in between each lame story
your story is retold through and through
every tear is dropped
every smile is smiled
all relived
through and through
and one un_answered truth is left
I love you ....