God

Life is…

Sometimes I wonder: what am I?
I look at the stars and feel very small;
just a tiny consciousness.
But if I were as tall as a planet,
I would still be short in comparison to the universe.

I see a person twice my size
and I feel weak and fragile.
But if I were strong and powerful,
I would still not be invincible.

I see a painting by the hand of a genius,
and I feel inexperienced and ignorant.
But if I were the greatest artist alive,
it would not make me love what I do any more or less.

I see blood, running from the wound of another,
and I feel a chilling fear from deep within.
But if I walked this earth with bravery,
it would not make things less dangerous.

I see a baby, innocent and naive,
and I feel cynical and jaded.
But if I saw through untainted eyes all my life,
it would not make the world a better place.

I see a raindrop, tear of the sky,
and I feel ugly and unsightly.
But if I were as beautiful as rain,
it would not make me crystal clear inside.

There are children with cancer,
mothers who lose their babies,
people who are worse off than dead.

I wonder if I am just lucky or if the world was cruel.
But even if the world was kind or if I were dying, too,
there would still be suffering.

I weep all night, I get nightmares,
I lose myself thinking of such things.
But even if I could right every wrong,
if I could run faster
or jump higher
or be stronger,
it would not make me better or happier.

With what I have, I’ll do what I like
and like what I do.
Life is good.

Life

-Mkalyan

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As the days passed by, all the faith and trust that was once as strong as a rock began to loosen up into tiny fragments of loneliness, betrayal, sorrow, scattered all around me. The pain is too strong. I am fighting very hardly only hoping that ultimately, all this is just worth the cause. I know that I will not give up, but sometimes giving up just seems right, to see if things would get better if I weren’t a fighter. To see if still an iota of care and concern existed. But I am scared, scared to discover that I am a fool to have stayed around waiting for nothing. People easily move on and I was foolish to wait, to trust that after a dark and long, cold night has passed, will the bright and warm and joyful morning surely arrive. But sometimes, the sun is just too lazy to come up and the morning is still dark and cold, just to indicate that the storm has not passed. It is just to come. You never know.

Value of life

The only value of life
Is that you don’t know when it’s over

That you know that you’re not living forever
And that you only get a few chances

So make your life worth it
Love the ones you care about
And ignore the ones that try to hurt you

Don’t cry because you think you’re lonely
Because you are never alone

You love the ones you care about
And so, they do the same to you

Just live your life with all you have
And don’t be afraid of what tomorrow brings

“Every day is a gift, that’s why it’s called present.”

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-Mklayan

My mother

My mother is simple
yet very sweet

She’s so kind
someone you’d want to meet

Even though i cause her misery
she will always love me

The one who was there
to help me grow

And because of this
it led me to know

That she’s my mother 
and there’s no other

and i love her

Happy Mother’s day Mom

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-MKalyan

Art By Dina Ahmed

Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day,
For all mothers out there,
A time to relax and enjoy,
Having your family so close,
And loving all the moments.

For this is your day,
Celebrate and treat yourself well,
For all have done so much for your children,
You are an angel sent by God,
To bless the children,
And show them the way.

God bless mothers,
From around the world.

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-Mkalyan

Imperfect Life

I look at my life
In the palm of my hand
And see many things
And a whole new land

Nobody’s perfect
And or am I
But I can see wonders 
In my soft blue sky

It shows me my dreams
It shows me my fears
But when I let go
My vision clears

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I know who I am
I don’t want to change
If I was another
I wouldn’t know pain

I know how it feels
To be torn to shreds
But its built up my strength
I know what to dread

I have been strengthened
By my imperfect life
But I’ll live to the full
I wont be cut by its knife

-Mkalyan

I’m writing poetry again after so many weeks !

So, recently i learned that no matter how crap your life seems at one moment, no matter how much you think no one cares, there’s always something good about it.
I’ve learned that instead of wallowing in misery i should look at the bigger picture, focus on the good things rather than the bad and when i am going through bad times, just get though it because there’s always light at the end of the tunnel.

Because when reach that light, I’ll be a stronger person inside and i’ll be able to cope with more, and i just need to love who i am because that’s all i am gonna get and its the best thing can give to the world.

Life

Life, what is it? Why are we here? What is the reason we are here, on earth? If you think about it, there is no reason. Is there?

Us humans, beautiful but yet disgusting. We are good looking, nice and kind. That’s what we all seem to be, but everyone has a dark side. No matter how nice and kind, we all have it, crawling deep inside us.

Demons. Demons is what we call them, but its not demons. Humans kill, rape, harm, and start wars. Demons are what we call each other, and to afraid to admit that we all are like that some way or another.

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They say Earth is dying, if humans weren’t alive the Earth wound be just fine. Animals wouldn’t be dying out and they would be free. Not many people realize this, but think about this, its true.

Many pray to who ever the pray to, praying that everything will be fine. Many are thinking the police will help, and life will go on like normal. No, if there was no good, then there would be no evil. Do you understand? If you don’t, that’s fine, not every one does.

Still, I’m wondering, why is there life? We aren’t worthy of it. Beaning the evil things we are. Dark thoughts filling our minds. All about murder or lust and everything else horrid.

If you think you’re not dark and evil, think again. Go into your mind, can you see it?  Crawling around, gross looking, your worst fears and thoughts come together. Yeah, its there. In dreams, in your mind, and sometimes, in your actions.

Some give in to their dark thoughts. Some think them, but don’t give in. And then there is the some who don’t realize the thoughts, or don’t admit them.

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Don’t say someone is controlling your thoughts. We all have them at some point in time. Its only a matter of time before we all give in to these thoughts.

Who knows, maybe life is some sick game created by God himself.

I’m lost in a map…

It seems to be that this world is just trying to be better at being better… I’m here just watching people try and be an individual… I’m here seeing people die, and leave this world. Just dying to be free… Because death is freedom, right?… Why don’t we all die? Why do we stay here and suffer? The suffering… Man and religion… beliefs and thoughts… MY belief and thoughts… All contradict each other in this grinding stone… compromises? The person sacrificing what they think is right to satisfy other concepts….. I don’t like to think.. It brings up past pains… depression… But it feels good.. Does that make sense? to feel pain is good… So that you know what DOESN’T feel like pain? Sad to be happy? anger to feel guilt? How could we skip to the good part?….. Well it’s because there really is no positive without a negative… I don’t know… I’m just this boy, with problems, confused of what he’s suppose to be, to what he wants to be… but then there’s a problem there…. He DOESN’T know what he wants to be… an engineer? some manager?… artist?… yeah… to be an artist is what he wants… to express feelings through the humanism senses.. sight, touch, smell, taste, listening.. ESPECIALLY listening.. MUSIC is him…. music…..

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Some thoughts that keep bugging me everyday.. What do you think of it? It’s not really meant to be about anything.. just thoughts…

Why women cry?

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A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him. “I don’t understand,” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.” Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?” “All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?” God said, “When I made the woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him un-falteringly  And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.” “You see my son,” said God, “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides.” 

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