This day is in you ... 💫

The future never comes back
Today is your future
The past is the past
Today is your chance

Today don't say tomorrow
Tomorrow's bread has arrived today.
Who has the past left behind?
Faith is in you today

It's not far, it's close
How long is your time?
Put your will into it
The future is yours today



Fayzullayeva Sevara ( Uzbekistan)

BE YOUR MATE

I know right now!
your thoughts are fully opaque.
You want to give your life a retake.
Because this world is acting like a snake.
Your mind is under a terrible quake.
And soul is suffering from an untold ache.

Ohh Pretty!
It's time to take a decision for your own sake.
Firstly, take a short social media break.
Rise early and bake a cake.
Go to a park or lake.
Just listen the chirping birds and eat that cake.
Write a poem and don't be fake.
Give yourself some space and accept your mistakes.
Be you and don't follow others like copy paste.

Sit on a fresh grass and put aside your hate.
Pray to GOD and count blessings of your fate.
It's hard but have patience and just wait.

You are doing well, so don't underestimate.
Take a deep breath and enjoy your present state.
Instead of becoming your own slave, be your own good mate. Believe me!
You will feel better after this mini escape.

RAVISHING DOVE


Shall I tell you of a damsel flower
Whose beauty embellishes the universe
Like a star in the night out of its gown
A flower that blooms a colorful roses
In a garden of a mendacious love.

Shall I tell you of a ravishing dove
Whose name is written in the blue sky
That name a gentle wind whispers to my ears
Gently, gently like music that murders fears.

Shall I tell you of a shiny star
Whose eyes reflect nothing but a love
Like a mirror that welcomes a light
That is the face I always need to sight.

Shall I tell you of a robust sun
Whose teeth are as white as snow
That even its whiteness brights
And round all the galaxies.

I've not Lived

Until I soak myself under the sun
Almost ferried away by the waves of the ocean
Flipped by the flaps of the flapping trees
Tasting the salts of the sea
And living like the bliss of the heavens, 
Drenched in the rain, pregnant with dreams
And delivered of all my fantasies. 

I have not lived, until I'm ready for death
Choking from too many pleasures - satisfied
Yawning, belching, dizzy, weary from hedonism
Hence clamouring to see my Home
Begging, dying to meet my Maker
And see the house He'd prepared yonder
For me to retire
And be steeled from terror
And malice 
And treason
And poison 
Where I'd wrestle with death
And be defeated by death
And take my turn to win through defeat:
My battles over death - finally and permanently.
And then be immune to terror
And be forever condemned to bliss
In my own flat 
That my Maker prepared yonder.

I have not lived!
Until I see the sky under the East.
I have not lived
To see the rising of the sun
Neither have I seen the sky in the West
Nor lived to relish the setting of its sun
And watch the moon from the West glistening,
And adore my Maker for His mightiness. 

I have not lived!
For I have not breathed from the North
Nor sleep in the East
Nor take my detour to Aomori
Where even the angels might freeze. 

I have not lived!
And I want to live
To breathe the air of the North
And soak myself in the oven
As I'm freezing from the frenzy of the Bahamas 
And watch my seeds run around
While I watch
Admiring their tiny little legs
And their hearts brimming of innocence. 

I have not lived!
So neither malice nor rancour
Nor hatred should get the best of me.
For I want away with terror
With malice 
With poison 
With envy
With lust
With lost
With everything omen. 
I want away with all
Until I truly live. 

ABAYOMI ZEAL

A Really Bad Man

I read in the local
newspaper, the
other day, about
a man who lived
in the same city I
do, he got caught
having sex with
his dog, and
posting it on
Messenger. He
moved away,
obviously,
otherwise
he would
have been lynched.

He moved to rural
Wales, right out in
the sticks.
Where I suppose
nobody knew who
he was, or what he'd
done.

Well, he got sent down
for eleven years.
I think that's fair enough.
He's fucking sick.

But people get less
than that for murder.
Most people get less
than that for murder.

I'm not defending a
dog fucker.

If he'd tried it on
with my dog, I would
have killed him.

But, you have to ask
yourself ;
Killing a human
being, who will be
mourned by many.
Many lives will be
destroyed.

Is shagging a dog,
as disgusting as it
is, really worse than
that.

I don't know.

I think that both
are inexcusable.