If I Had A Son

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Just My Thoughts "If I Had A Son", Written in dedication and tribute to Sarah Kay's "If I Should Have A Daughter"

IF I SHOULD HAVE A SON,

INSTEAD OF DAD HE’S GONNA CALL ME ROCKY,
CAUSE NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS HE KNOWS THAT I WILL BE THERE WITH HIM FINDING HIS DESTINY
I WILL SHOW HIM THAT THE WORLD IS PITCH BLACK ONLY TO HAVE DARKNESS
BUT THESE LITTLE FINGERS OF YOURS CARRIES ALL THE LIGHT THAT YOU WILL EVER NEED 
TO PAINT THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD WITH THE COLOURS THAT YOU SEE INTO
TURN THE MOON INTO GREEN, PAINT THOSE FLOWERS YELLOW LIKE A DIRTY FELLOW, BRUSH IN SOME PURPLE INTO THE SKIES MAKING IT BLUSH WITH SOME AMBIANCE FROM YOUR SMILE ONTO THE CLOUDS SO IT NEVER TURNS DARK AGAIN
BUT JUST LEAVE BEHIND THE STRIPES OF BLACK AND WHITE SO YOU CAN FOLLOW YOUR WAY BACK HOME,
BECAUSE AT TIMES IN LIFE YOU WILL BE LOST, FINDING YOURSELF IN A CROSSROAD,
BECAUSE LIFE WILL STAB YOU IN YOUR BACK,
AND IT WILL HURT AND PUSH YOU ONTO THE GROUND,
WHEN YOU SEE YOURSELF STANDING AGAIN AND AGAIN LIFE WILL JUST KICK YOU DOWN AGAIN AND AGAIN,
DRAINING WHAT HAS LEFT IN YOU IN VEIN ,
THAT’S THE ONLY WAY FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND HOW GREATE LIFE IS
MAKING YOU REALIZE HOW SWEET IS BELIEF IS,
AND HOW BEAUTIFUL FAITH IS ,
ENOUGH WORDS SAID,
THERE IS PAIN IN LIFE THAT NEITHER POETRY NOR BANDAGES CAN’T FIX,
CAUSE WHEN HE REALISE THAT SUPERMAN IS NOT COMING FOR HIS AID,
I WILL MAKE SURE HE KNOWS THAT HE’S NOT GOING TO WALK THIS PATH ALONE,
ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT THOSE FRAGILE HANDS CAN MOLD YOUR IMAGINATION TO YOUR WILDEST DREAM COME TRUE,
BELIEVE ME I TRIED,
AND BABY DON’T WALK WITH YOUR HEAD FACING DOWN, 
I KNOW THAT TRICK OF YOURS , I DONE IT A MILLION TIMES ,TRYING TO FIND THE TRAIL OF BREADS LEFT BEHIND BY THE GIRL WHO WAS CAUGHT BY THE WITCH IN THE CANDY HOUSE,
OR FIND THE WITCH IN THE FIRST PLACE AND TRY TO CHANGE HER,
BUT I KNOW YOU WILL ANYWAY, SO I WILL KEEP AN EXTRA SUPPLY OF PERSEVERANCE AND PRAYERS NEARBY,
CAUSE THERE IS NO WOUND THAT PERSEVERANCE CAN’T FIX AND NO HEARTBREAK THAT PRAYERS CAN’T HEAL,
BUT THERE ARE A FEW THINGS THAT PERSEVERANCE CAN’T FIX THAT’S WHY YOU HAVE THE PRAYERS TO COMFORT YOU AT TIMES EVEN WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH THE DARKEST VALLEY
I WANT HIM TO SEE THE WORLD THROUGH IN BETWEEN A HALF GLASS FULL , TO ALWAYS HAVE A DIFFERENT VIEW THEN THE OTHERS
TO LOOK THROUGH HIS EYES CLOSED INTO THE HIDDEN UNIVERSE AND DIMENSIONS THAT EXIST UNDERNEATH THE GRACE OF MIND,
THAT’S WHAT MY FATHER THOUGHT ME
THAT THERE WILL BE ALWAYS DAYS LIKE THIS, 
WHEN YOU START OF THIS JOURNEY FULL OF EXCITEMENT AND MOTIVATED, YOU WILL BE BRUISED AND LOST LIKE THROWN AND TOSSED,
WHEN YOU STEP OUT FROM YOUR LIFE SHELL AND TAKE OFF FLYING, THE SAME HAND THAT YOU WANTED TO PROTECT , CARE AND CHERISH IS THE SAME HAND THAT WILL PULL YOU APART,
WHEN YOU WILL BE THROWN DOWN TO YOUR KNEE . LOST AND HURT
AND THOSE DAYS ARE THE VERY REASON TO SAY THANK YOU AGAIN AND OVER AGAIN,
BECAUSE THERE IS NOTHING AS BEAUTIFUL AS THE BEE KISSES THE FLOWER FOR ITS HONEY
FOR YOU WILL BRING THE MOON BACK TO THE SUN, FIX THE STARS ABOVE FOR OTHERS TO DREAM ON,
YOU WILL GIVE THE SUN ITS SHINE AND BRING DUSK BACK TO DAWN,
GIVING IT ALL AWAY LOVING AND LOSING SOME IN GIVING WHERE YOU LEARN GAINING,
NO MATTER HOW MANY WARS OTHERS SHOULD START, YOU MAKE SURE HOLD YOUR FIRE 
AND PUT YOUR HEART AND THE BEAUTY OF SIMPLE THINGS IN LIFE FIRST,

I KNOW I AM OVER PROTECTIVE,
BUT I WANT HIM TO REALIZE THAT THIS WORLD IS MADE OF PILLARS OF CHOICES,
AND DON’T BE AFRAID OF STICKING YOUR HAND OUT FOR THE OPPORTUNITY AND GRABBING YOUR CHANCES,
BABY I WOULD SAY TO HIM, REMINDING AS I ALWAYS DOES
REMEMBER YOUR PAPA IS A ROCK THAT NEVER STOPS BELIEVING IN YOU AND YOUR MAMA IS A LOVER THAT NEVER STOPS LOVING YOU 
AND YOU ARE THE BOY WITH SMALL EYES AND BIG NOSE THAT NEVER STOP DREAMING
TO BE WHO YOU ARE ,BE AN ACTIVIST FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN ,
FOR THE GREATEST GIFT YOU HAVE IN YOUR POCKET IS YOU AND CARRY FORTH THOSE DREAMS AND DESIRE TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE,
FOR NEVER BE AFRAID TO APOLOGIES BUT NEVER FEEL SORRY FOR THE WAY YOUR HANDS DON’T ACCEPT DEFEATS OR THE WAY YOUR SMILE GLOWS , YOUR VOICE IS BIG BUT YOUR HEART IS KIND,
AND WHEN THEY TREAT YOU LIKE A CRIMINAL FOR YOUR PASSION, COMMIT A CRIME OF PASSION 
WHEN THEY SLIP IN HATRED IN YOUR BED, HANDCUFF YOUR DETERMINATION , GIVING YOU HANDOVERS OF HATRED FULL OF LUST AND WRATH,
YOU TELL THEM THAT THEY OUGHT TO MEET YOUR PAPA

-Maxime Rhapsody-

The Mirror - The lost self

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A poem on yourself reflect, the mirror some say. But it is just you lost in yourself...

"The Mirror"

What if life lies hanging,
What if the waves remained in silence,
What if the politicians becomes sages,
What if Activist and feminist becomes immortalized in ages,
What if time remains at 1300 hours,
What if you never wake up again,

What would you do ?

Miracle is between the stars and galaxy,
upon a pin point reaction,
space between the bullet and the gun,
where every thought begin the foretold action,
between the trigger and the bomb,
then it stop,

What if I  told you that the world ends in your sleep,

Where there in no pollution or discrimination,
Where people live without oppression,
This is not a dream,
Its a lost determination,
A spark between illusion and mind made reality,
an intuition between the objective and the subjective
Where man and woman collide,
like the doctor and his scalpel,
the precision between the edge and the fall,

Where you stop asking,
Let it go giving,
No more questions of what I want ?
The answer is what can you do ?

Its not about beauty and the beast,
Its how the beast was made of a beauty,
and how the beauty can be a beast upon his will,
Its never been between the chorus and the verse,
only the rhyme and the words,
Where they fall in love with the melody .

Then it begins.......

"Poetry" The Self Portrait of Words

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Some one ask me how do you portray yourself as a poet and writer?, Actually its simple yet complicated. Just that in the end when my breathe is no more i know my words will live on through poetry....

If soul are the words,
Then let consciousness fill the ink,
If thoughts were paints,
Then let the mind be the color,
 If dreams are made of imagination,
Then let wandered motions sketch emotions,

Time was left hanging,
Upon breathe loses,cripples and fainting,
as autumn wrinkles nature,
Painting of lost memories on a summer's eve,

I see empty chairs and smoky vision,
Where dim lights creeps yet calms,
Tranquil imaginary,
An inbound mystery,
A gift, A poem,

Desire cease fire,
Let bygones inspire,
As the past burns cold,
Capturing straying thoughts,
Moments pills this words,
Enlighten these dreams,
Portrayed by a story,
The untold portrait of words..

Is this poetry??

They Said (Your Words against Mine) want to bet

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Every time people put a finger on your nose and tell you that you are not good enough as they are great and been through it all. Funny though as they never realize there is a story in all of us. Words can Kill or words can heal. My words can do both but I prefer to heal...

For they said,

Hope is lost,
Never to be found again,
Only echoed as a deep voices,
Drowning belief with the past,
While faith lies motionless,

For I said,

Your dignity sacrificed guilt,
Your pride sacrificed humility,
Your greed sacrificed modesty,
Your arrogance sacrificed you,

For they said,

They are great,
Powerful, mighty as the Goliath,
Thousands in numbers, formidable,
Weapons of mass destruction,
Bombs and endless,

For I said,

Yes I am small, Yes I am weak,
I am a speck of dusts,
Though I have came with a legion,
Where only Love is our shield,
and WORDS as our weapon..

BOOM

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What Am I !!

I am the inferior fury,
I have lite up the fights from dusk till dawn of history,
I was there in that moment of fallen glory,
I am the man made misery,
I have talked to my dreams of an unknown destiny,
I have meditated on my mind's capacity,
I walked on a streets where an old man cries in agony,

and I am an unsolved mystery.........................................

-maxime rhapsody-

I AM LOST

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I AM LOST

I am Lost in between time and reality, 
I am Lost in the manner of destructive and anger,
I am Lost in Illusion never to be found my own measure,
I am Lost between poetry and rhyme,

I am Lost in between your eyes,
I am lost between your touch and your smile,
I am lost in a world of fairytales,
I am lost in a love i never had,

I am lost in my own words,

"Words and Poetry, My journey in search of Me"

-Maxime Rhapsody-

Do You Love Me ? - I Miss You

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Love has always been a emotion that is part of arts and life. Its a energy that is neither positive nor negative. This are words that has been long buried within me, And I resurrect today as this Poem.......Only for you

"When Would It Be, Your Voice and Your soul , 
My Love and my belonging, Seal within you", Do You love me ??
or shall i weep in silent tears......

Shall I cradle in your thoughts,
Losing sense of mind,
Filling despair with memories of us sealed in time,
Where your laughter left as a scar in my eyes,
Upon tears splashed onto this poem,

Where would the light be?,
Where would the hope be?,
Like thrown and tossed,
my consiouness were bruised and lost,

Is love to be blamed?
or my soul that grieve unto my heart to be blame,
or the love that shed like a split vein torn on knife end,

I find bliss in ingnorance....

I Am a Rapper and a Poet - The Art Of Rhyming and Poetry

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Across my blog, dear readers you will notice a written journey from years back till now on my life living my dreams as a spoken words artist. An I always encounter questions such as "am I a rapper or a poet?" from dear friends and readers. I started of as a rapper and poetry has always been part of resources as a rapper, and now i would proudly say that i am a rap poet and a writer. This is my answer...

Are you a rapper or poet?
Listen people,

"I am a Rapper"

I live by the beat,
The rumble of my empty tummy,
Like a bongo played tuned by the heart
Desiring a better destiny,
The melody fill of words,
Rhyme and verse fulfill my density,
My unknown capacity,
Captured in the mind of a many,

Poetry my soul,
Rap my heart,
rip my body,
My words will live on..................

Maxime Rhapsody

Of Love & Thoughts - A Perception and View of 2 different artist on the matter LOVE

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"Of Love & Thoughts"
- The Insight of the subjective love upon become objective in the mind of a poet and the thoughts of a musician, 
a review destined to be born as a poem-

"Of Love & Thoughts"

How deeply beautiful is love,
Like watching the sunset with a million doves ,

love is evergiving, 
everlasting but never asking,

love is pretty much everything,
it's like just anything,

live in the vibration,
where moments sets fire upon emotion,
love is essence of creation,
and the nonsense of mediation,

I keep thinking that I burnt,
I'm over-concerned,
I hastened, never listened,
but I imagine love in everything that happened,

Love is the ink in your pen,
The melody of a lost song,
a poetry full of poems,
the matter beyond man and his time,

Love is the reason I keep looking up,
living my life,
building my strive,
Love makes a man in his most humane manner,
becoming stronger, lovingly meaner,
When a man loves a woman,
love enlivens him like nothing else,
Signifying paradise, emotions keep one wise,

waking up to a dream of enchanted infinite, warm on a winter's morning, where sense shiver's on a summer's eve,
where consiousness embarks on a journey,
glazing mind through the autumn,
thoughts are filled with moments of memories,
whence love is the heart beat,
moving death and birth,

sleeping soundly in confined dream,
taking me to a labyrinth,
a cold summer's midnight,
never know which is real or dream,
seeing all in a scene,
remembering every distorted thing,
hoping and keep wondering,
the blooming instance of love,
where love is blood and water,
flowing perpetually,
like you and me,
our love should grow peacefully ,

-the end-
was a beautiful ending of an untold story,
as those of fairytales of bygone ages,
the secret was sealed since the time of the sages,
defying space and beyond,
the only hope,
where belief is born,
the birth is by faith,
of love ...losing words,
crying mind, deserted desires, ........ this is love

In short, love is life.

By : Sean Sebastian Dansen & Maxime Rhapsody

Anger Management with Maxime

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I was angry and this what happened.

i lose it all in a moment,
anger becomes my partner,
we sit and talk for hours,
yet it felt like a minute was just me or losing my mind ,

we both agreed fear is expected from anger,
fear raised to be feared,
wasn't this danger? i asked 
a senseless talk i was answered,

i was trying to be sensible then i realised,
i lose it all in a moment
i was angry

"What Happen Next" The truth to be blamed

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This is a poem deprives from selfishness and ruthless emotions just to realize in the end it's all part of being a poet and a storyteller. You need stories and happenings to be one and my life is one heck of a story.

"What Happen Next"

For all that felt lost, at times forget hope and read this.....

Then...What Happen Next !!!

When thoughts filled with despair of the past,
When mind doesn't let go of the rest,

Where consciousness is fulfilled empty by promises,
Where the only memories left are dreams,

Innocence was left to betray,
Erasing what have left to portray,

Leaving shadows that haunt,
The same hands that was to protect,

Now I ask Myself a Question?
Am I Who I am ? I Ponder....

At times of inspirations,
Where the motions trapped as a perspiration's,
Realizing the lost emotions,
The cosmic sparks of intuitions,

Then... What Happen Next !!!

This is Life to begin,
Has no fullstops nor coma's to end ,
Where the bridge of the verse are indefinite,
Where moments are reviewed in sense as a frame,

Not a Caps Lock,
You can't Lower or upper your case,
where only believe is man's base,
There is no Backspace,
To undo what has been done,

What Happen Next !!!!
When i am famous?

I love the world for the words spill,
I love the world for the thoughts spit,
I love the world for the darkness where light i seen.............

And Yes ..This Is Who I am ....A Man Of His Poetry.

"Point Blank" - The Point Where I Stand

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Arts is about the relationship between the consciousness and the soul, It's created for the enigma sparks from the heart. All in all its a spiritual entity. This is a poem on art and an artist on a whole. When Passion collides with Anger.

" Point Blank"

Point Blank,
This is the point where I stand ,
I take my pledge and i bend breaking it, 
Sticking it on my chest, 
This is my badge,
Taking my pride embarrassing as my stride,
Put my shame aside,
I carry my blame in a life where I set in flames
I walked this journey twice,

The poetical sentences might not be profound,
The rhythmic rhyme might not even be found
The language might be grammatically error,
The phrase and the verse might be in proper,
Though when i drop the rope in the end,
How many would walk this road once?
I ask you ?....

Lets take a minute of silence,
for all that in pain of need, passion seems to be washed away......

I see you and me
In a mirror of tremor,
For living in an ignorance drowning in bliss,
My suffocation deprives from silent discrimination,
The scars of past seen through the eyes,
Where silent tells a story forgotten even by me,
Where poetry is the infantry marching searching my destiny,

You might label me as anger either fear me as i impose danger from within,
I believe in none,
I stand down to my words,
Listen. Listen. Listen

I Never asked to be this way,
Yet I am the way who I am,
The soldier with his poems,
The child without his precious love,
The father searching for his son,
The Man lost in his mind,
To splash words on to the window,
breaking into pieces, bleeding in grieve,
ripping my veins apart into memorial sculpture , a reminder to myself,
Sketching thoughts with blood, a painting of lost hope, when light seems so far away.....

At times when you have none,
When your heart is broken, bruised and lost,
When your shadows betray your consciousnesses,

When it Dawns on you,
Point Blank,
Refill the ink in your pen, 
light up another cigarette between your thoughts, 
Ignite your soul like a bomb and arise as the phoenix,

Freedom needs revolution to burn the fuel,
starts from within from sleep to dream
Inspiration is born from the pain that drive each man and woman,
That breathe to give birth and live another day ,
Where dreams are made from hopes and prayers,

I cry out loud from the deepest hollow,
Where emotions has no more motions,
when love is pure, this is my passion over anger..
Point Blank
Raising me up.
As a child i am

The Comeback -"Who Am I" A Subjective Review On An Objective Thought

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The most ridiculous question I ask my self and I believe that many of you would ask yourself as well is "Who am I". It sounds simple yet you would agree to me that is much more complicated then the whole verse is. And yes this is my comeback on a longing journey of discovering myself the the realm of words. This Is Who Am I? a question ,an answer

"Who Am I"

Lights off, Stage set

Props Ready and Action..........

Placing myself in a height,

My emotions clouded with fright,

Posted on a crossroad,

Where present memories haunts the actor,

When the act is me, The man

Seeking more memories or lost destiny,

When the words are not mine,

The unsung tales of time,

It is the blessed imagination from the blissful beyond

Who am I,

I am an entity,

Made of dust and air,

Breathing life from cells to souls,

Walking among the mankind as one or the whole,

I am the mortal,

Descendents of Adam and Eve,

The being with mind and sense,

Conquered the world with dreams and imagination,

Tormented souls from war to wrath,

Full of lust, desire, and anger,

Wandered through the silk trade,

sailed through the spice route,

Who am I ,

I am you,

A creature in disguise,

A magnificent force never understood,

A fool searching for a definite answer,

The mysterious man on the dark corner,

The profound lady in the blue dress,

I am the one,

The persevered matter of life and beyond,

Piercing through neutrons and protons,

Finding blissful peace and eternity,

Marrying uranium and plutonium,

Blasting off from moon to mars,

Differentiating illusion from reality,

Comparing between evolution and creation,

Always lost in the vibration,

Seeking light in the end of the tunnel,

The man made wonder,

Though sometimes I ponder?

Who am I?

I am the dark skin,

Brown King,

Who walks like Jesus,

My name is Maxime Rhapsody

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The Fool I Knew Once


A Fool,
Makes logical sounds so funny ,
Tampered statements define many,
innocent insanity clarify's burdened reality, 

A Fool,
Laughs out Loud motionless,
In the cold pain piercing provoked by senses,
yet he applauds ,

A Fool,
He believes the creation,
yet he manifest in evolution,

A Fool makes foolishness out of many ,
unrealized the truth is infinite but not definite.

A Fool Once Fooled me .......................

WE ARE ALL FOOLISHLY BLINDED BY ILLUSIONS 

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Life beyond matters
Truly matters to the mind.........?

Provoked sense's separates pleasure...

Undefined by reality is the truth that lies to the false.........

I have begun my journey, a journey not to the east nor west nor south nor north not even in any direction ,A journey that took me nearly my life birth to realize the answer of a beautiful question asked by a fool once.

A Journey that will take me through me

AMEN

Rythm To a Deaf

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Twichting Notes ,
Tightening the String's Of a guitar ,
Amplituted's Sing's a song 
I never understood ,

So far i have been ,
Reflected back in a mirror ,
Of a rhythm my consiousness let go
The rhythm to a deaf
Beat played to be dumb
Music to a blind

Moving in the air
serenity makes a fool out of me ,
laughing through
motionless i have been ,

rhythm to a deaf

reference me

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Questions I ask myself goes away to suffocate my thoughts in the presence of desire . Mind told me to go away in to the valley of light , just close my eyes and i will be there . Thinking me , I lost myself to my soul just to answer me .

sugar taste bitter ,
perfumes of indulgence smells gross ,
touch of comfort hurts my soul ,

I win to myself to be lost to my soul

a day

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my eyes looks gloomy ,
looking at you from my window ,

my thoughts ponder ,
dreaming a day dream ,

my imagination synchronized ,
just you and me ,

blushing through ,
i felt the love in you ,

looking in you ,
i know i would die for you ,

yet my life will always be for you to be with you .............. 

Having A Break From Myself

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Action speak louder then words do , yet mind determines the action but the mind is controlled by the inner self . So who does control the inner self of the vast unknown . We are in the vast of unknown , as many think they know themselves better then anyone does . But they are wrong to be corrected as the question " who am i ?" and " what am I ?" is always being miss assumed .

What  am i ? is the self that camouflages itself the the environment one has born in , which is affected by the cultural and the sociological . Yet the main need in this context of  " What I am " is the selfishness that comes from the mind to depart us in this mortal world as human . Simply said " survival of the fittest "  As we are being the top of the food chain and king of the animals as we are the most ferocious ones , it is mind's gift , the natural selfishness is something born with in every mortal .

Who am i ? is the question we always tend to forget in the life process . Asking this provides different point of view in life as more questions revealed from this one question without answer yet making us realize the need and wants of life are different . Making us go wander and ponder in the existence of the realm of what is illusion and what is logical . Creating a quest of self journey to the point of letting go of the mortal needs and amplifying in the need of enlightment .

bow low to see higher ,
look inside to see everything  .....         

been long

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 i know i went a way some time ..., seeking
but i am back ...

waiting ...
questioning
i am back

Empty Sorrows - My grieves

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Essence of my trust has been shattered by the betrayal of my belief . My hope has let me down , down to earth . A state of mind never understood by the human feeling of mine , Capturing moments with memories . Looking back with my lonely thoughts I realised I was at the edge of breaking down . Maybe I owe karma owe-fully a lot , punishing me with all this backstabbing from ones that I loved and trusted dearly  has wounded my mortal soul so deeply that the scar is a bad wound never treated but never forgotten . I asked myself ,”why must I endure all this? ”,then I look up .

Ash Of Time

Innocence betrays ,

Dignity sacrifices guilt ,

Murdering sincerity ,

Judging the reality ,

Punishing the silence ,

Untold pain of centuries ,

Story of the forgotten time ,

Blaming the present mystery ,

By : Maxime Nath

Living in this constant time that lives trough the present , many forget their past but only to be burdened by the thoughts of the future . Humans can be so cruel as the most evil demons but kind as the most sacred angels as well . But normally we forget our angel part and kept to our demonic part of our life , slowly infecting our soul with arrogance , lust , selfishness , most sickening of them all is backstabbing and shattering the trust of your hopefuls .     

Being me

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Being me is though sometimes , all the people around me seems annoying sometimes frankly most of the times . Life seems to so mysterious yes with some misery at some point . Sitting in a corner wandering my ups and downs making me realize that past will remain as a past and thinking of the future can be pain in the ass sometimes . People close to me backstabbing and being selfish has always triggered my anger and disgust towards them but in the end the truth is "In life there only Me , Myself & I"

- Maxime Nath -

It was happening 6

I went back home that night with a beautiful sensation i felt throughout my conscious , i felt as though a butterfly flying in my stomach .It was the most beautiful night i ever had . I was at my balcony where I first saw her , Light up a stick of cigarettes . I was thinking and thinking about her .
I knew that day I must have her to be part of my life . Looking back , I never had a serious relationship . I never believed in a relationship before . But looking at her now I realize I was wrong all the way . i wanted her to myself to be a part of my life , I so badly needed her and i know at that point that I will do anything to have her .

I text-ed her good bye through my phone and when to bed with a sweetest dream i ever had in my sleep . I had a pleasant sleep that night . My hand phone ringing woke me up , it was her , Sandra "So where are you Alex ?",she asked me . "I just woke up , with my boxer on "I said while laughing .

"Well I am actually overlooking your apartment from down here" and she giggled , "listen today i want to meet you in the coffee shop we met the other day , there is something interesting and urgent that I have to discuss with you in personal and not through the phone "she continued .

"I will be there in 10 minutes", I answered .

I took my shower in a hurry and rushed to the coffee shop . There she was waiting for me , I felt so happy to know that she was there waiting for me . That made me flatter . "Alex , I've been waiting for you for ages , where have you been " she looked nervous . I look at my watch and I was 5 minutes earlier .

" Well Alex let me introduce you to some one special , Alex meet John and John meet Alex , " She introduced me to a stranger that i know is about to shatter my heart . "Well Alex , John is actually my fiancée    and we have meet recently in fall last year and decided to get engaged . We are planning to get married in November and as your the best friend of mine , I want you to be the "best man" for our wedding " she said happily . I was speechless for a moment , as the girl that I thought will be a part of my life has just asked me  to be the best man for her wedding , What a heart breaker ! I thought to myself .

why ....

Life's question to us is "why" ,,,,,

Do you have any answer

The lady pitbull

Thanks

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Identifying silence thoughts

In your presence

Missing your knowledgeable love

In your absence

Enlighten wandering soul

With the touch of your smile

Beauty bows

Showing the mortal world

The immortalized memories of you

Lived on through our memories

Guiding our mind

Sailing through the turbulent

Ocean of life 

It was happening 5

Dinner never felt so good , i thought to myself . We promised for a candle light dinner at the cafe just down the street . I made the effort to book the best table in the restaurant add on with a with of the finest and convenient champagne . I used up my 2 months of saving for the dinner , but to realise that she's having dinner with me , money didn't matter at all . i felt like I could spend her millions if I had those sort of money .

Day retired to give way for night to fall , I dressed up with the finest cloths and foot wear which was a jeans and a shirt with my pair of Timberland shoes . I was there before she was . I waited for her with a bouquet of roses . Then from the far end of the restaurant facing the view of the road from the safety of the large window in the restaurant , I saw the the door opened by one of the waitress . She walked in with her gorgeous smile lighting up her face , with a beautiful sky blue gaun on her which made my dress up look a bit too silly . She is so beautiful tonight .

I did the gentlemen's honor by pulling her chair and giving her space to be seated at the table . The waiter light up the candle after we were seated and I ordered for the champagne bottle to be brought in . The 3 dinner course themed love at first sight complete with bands playing slow love song's in the background . The dinner started with appetizers then moved on to the main dish , It was awesomely cooked mutton steak with potatoes and truffle sauce , and to finish it off a beautiful paired cup of ice cream and strawberry puree .

That was the most awesome dinner I ever had for a very long time . After the dinner she looked in to my eyes and said "Thanks Alex for this superb dinner , It's a simple dinner but it was very beautiful . Your simplicity is capturing my heart , I really do like your simplicity ". "It makes you what you are ", she continued . I just kept smiling but she didn't knew that she has already captured my heart . After the dinner , sipping trough the champagne we were having some chats and she opened up to me about her plans for the future and her dreams , maybe she's having too much of champagne i thought to myself . she had all those big ambition and dreams which i wish i could be part of it . We didn't even notice time passed by .

It was getting rather late and I decided to walk her back to her place . Suddenly she pooped the question "Why can't guys be as good and romantic as you ", I simply answered by saying "Why can't girls be awesome like you . That day I saw a hope for me to be a part of her wonderful life . To my shocking she just lives in an apartment few blocks away from mine . We gave each other our number and said good bye for the day ......

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It was happening 4

I couldn't sleep that night , My thoughts was surrounding only on her . Romantic scenery and rhythm fulfill my sleepless dream that night . How am I going to express my feelings to her . Being a very straight forward person , I have lost touch on her matter . Wow I thought love can be blind but i realise only that day that love also can change some one . It was around 0500 am that day , I woke up and felt so blurred , happy and confused at the same time . Well let time and god decide . So did I pray .

Time was so cruel to me that day . It was 10.00 am and i headed down to the coffee shop as planned and there she was sitting there and looking at her watch . What i forgot that day was my watch is 15 minutes late . I walked up to her with a box of chocolates which i brought from the shop next door and greeted her with a smile . "Shall we have our breakfast , a coffee and waffle would be nice " she said . " Well I actually don't take coffee i don't like the taste of coffee", i replied . "I knew it , You were following aren't you "She was laughing at me . I was speechless and with a cool tone i just shred it off by saying "No , I just wanted to taste the coffee here ".

Time passed by smoothly , i never notice the changing of time when I was with her . we were talking about our life , the past , the present and the future . She was telling me about how her life went after high school up to her university life and her working days . The more i was talking to her the more i realise that i am in love with her . It was getting late afternoon . We departed in our own ways and promised for a candle light dinner the next day ...

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touch of love

As my brain knocks my head ,
I set my eyes on her ,
A feeling that I can’t explain ,
Surrounds my consciousness ,

Music of soulfulness ,
Comforts my feelings ,
My heart was indeed ,
Craving for her ’s ,
As though I’ve been ,
Enslaved by her thoughts ,

It was happening 3

She sat next beside me and I was so awesomely awed by her . If only I could hug her and comfort her , rhythm of love was beating fast in the flow of my heartbeat . Such a women , There she was Sandy the only girl to woo my heart and disturb my conscious . She was talking to me as if she knew me for years , "do you know Alex I use to admire you during our high school days but you were too popular that I was unnoticed by you , So how's you're life ? She kept on talking to me but I was so thrown away by her beauty I knew then I was in love , A feeling so beautiful that i can't explain through words .

" Alex are you there ? why do you look at me that way ? Hello ! " she snapped me back from my little romance dream of mine back to reality . "No I was thinking a bout something , Is a small world . Anyway hows your relationship , any boyfriends ?" I asked her . She just sighed it off by saying ,"I got no time for myself and no way I got time for any guy in my life".

I was so relieved to hear that . H mm wish I can make her mine forever . Thats the only thing that was going on in my mind . I am usually talkative but on that day I was so quite in her presence . She made me speechless , "Okey Alex I have to leave now , I am already late for my work . By the way I am working as a in the Bank just end of this street as a customer service and relations officer . You are invited to drop by anytime , bye then " she said . " Hold on there , so when can I see you again , maybe a cup of coffee sometime ". I spoke up to her . " Well today is Friday i am off for tomorrow , Tomorrow will be great , a cup of coffee and breakfast will be just nice ", she said back . "So be it , so tomorrow morning around 10am here , Set . In case I am late how do I contact you ", I tried to get her number . But she was cautious and just laugh off by saying , "Don't worry I will be waiting for you ".

So she said bye and just went along to work . My eyes kept watching her as she went by until I lost the sight of her among the crowd . She kept turning back and looking at me wit her sweet smile . After she left , i felt like rains of rose petals dropping on me . I was so in love , A feeling that I never felt before .

I went back to my apartment and time was rather slow for me that day .

It was around mid-night when I doze off into my sleep , anxiously waiting for the next day to come ...

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