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Ariel

My Dear Ariel

I was there when you were born
Red and little, so fragile
So beautiful
You were my angel
And my companion
My pillar of hope
And all that I wanted
I taught you how to ride a bicycle
And fell and broke your arm
I was sorry but you got better
And I knew no one can do you harm
One day our toys broke
And all our story books got soaked in the rain
We went to live under the sun
With glass walls around us
There were people who wanted to hurt you
And I kept all of them away
We prayed for a roof of our own
And God showed us a new way
I bought colors and pages for you
And you drew us and a cozy weather
You built new toys and I watched you play
Our walls started to grow weak
And we had to leave again
We had grown past the plants
And the kittens born in our yard
They were no longer little
They had lives of their own
I taught you how to smile
When you felt like hell inside
We made golden masks
With smiles fixed on them
We fooled everyone
Our friends and our foes
We sold all our toys
And started having fun
Day by day we lost
Every little part of us
And the masks became us
We stayed by each other
And you taught me how to stay me
I broke my walls like you broke your arm
I fixed myself too, but I was never that strong
Hush, dear rabbit
We’ll be okay
When the world crashes
And the glass walls shatter
We would still have each other
Arm in arm and it would be better
We’ll buy new toys for us
And we can’t afford them,
We’ll learn how to make them by ourselves
We’ll cry every night to sleep
And drink coffee everyday
You’ll be stronger than me
And I’ll lean on you then
When I’ll lose myself
You can pull me from the river
We’ll stay up all night
And pray to the All Giver
I’ll always love you
As you will love me
We’ll cry together just as we laugh together
We won’t let the stones shatter our glass house
Even if they do
My dear Ariel
I’ll let no stone touch you.
Hush, dear flower
You’re my only hope in this world.
May you always find love,
In places I didn't
And may you get all your toys back
Along with your childhood

Psychaotic: See The World In Red And Black
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Published on February 16, 2015 03:17 Tags: ariel, books, hope, literature, love, poetry, psychaotic, relationships, sisters

Mirrored Voices: Best New Poets

Best Poets Published in *Mirrored Voices*
Today, Mirrored Voices : Best New Poets Anthology has been released in print version with all additional versions to soon follow. I have been honored with the grace of working with such brilliant and talented authors such as Aric Cushing, Jason Hein, R.M Romarney, Jill M. Roberts, Mark Green, David Russell, Regis McCafferty, Carolyn O’Connell, Ben Ditmars, Roberto Carlos Martinez, Irum Zahra, Frederick Espiritu, Charlotte Cuevas, Louise Lake, Kristy Rulebreaker, Janice T, Nichia Morales, Koyel Mitra, Tim Ellis and Leesa Abbott. I thank these individuals immensely for taking part in this new poetry anthology and look forward to having our readers getting introduced to such high caliber artistic minds. These poets have been selected for their outstanding writing talents, achievements and grasp on the concept of expressive poetry. The various writing styles, topics and talent pool truly makes it impossible to pick a personal favorite. What I enjoyed specifically about this project was seeing what these authors had to offer up as their own creative voice. Seeing the body of work come together in harmony has thrilled me immensely. It was as though this collection was meant to be together and fill the same pages. Every time I re-read a poetry passage I pick up on new things I have either missed, feel a different emotion more intensely about, or see things a new way. This book is packed with over a hundred poems of scholarly and impressive established and upcoming authors from all walks of life, some of which have been already noticed and won various awards. I hope you enjoy this selected collection of poetry as much as I have.
“Letters are meaningless unless put together correctly. Words are worthless unless backed by truth. Sentences are handed out and judged accordingly, but only genuinely honest men or women can create writings that change the world forever.” –Paul Morabito
-This text is taken by Paul’s website. To know more, See:
http://www.paul-morabito.com/blog-page
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Published on March 24, 2015 22:55 Tags: anthology, art, authors, book, hope, india, literature, love, pakistan, paperback, poems, poetry, world

Perceptions

Perceptions
Perception is a second word for judging something or someone by what they do, or did or are planning to do... perception is to believe that a person would behave exactly how you imagine he/she would and it’s not even unethical it is completely justified by our actions. We think and do what is right because our heart tells us to. We don’t think for a second how that would affect anyone else. All what matters is; what we think. What we perceive. Everyone sees things in their own way. The meaning of perception varies from person to person. For a writer, perception is everything. They would judge things in a manner no one would. Because they create art. They are artists. Just as everyone is of their own lives. We all decide to paint our lives differently. Some with sin others with morals…
Perception is also that false hope, which ruins our faith, which makes us insecure and which makes us trapped in the idea that love doesn't exist… And there is no salvation. There is no one for us. And even if there is, we don’t see it that way. We continue to linger in our negative imagination our false hopes and dreams and then we turn so miserable, that we don’t sleep at night.
We start to think about all the things that could happen to us, change us, make us better. But what we are doing is to build more dreams on already broken dreams. There is no building made. There is no tower of light. You’ll keep falling trying to build those up but they won’t stand a chance. You’ll lose. There goes your future-false-hope. See you make a twisted story in your head that you will eventually get past all of what holds you back from what is better and what is beautiful…riches or success or fame or power…or beauty…youth… but this all just an illusion. Daydream. It’s a lullaby you use to sleep at night… you keep on imagining things to happen in the most amazing ways anyone could think of. And everything looks so beautiful and perfect till you fall asleep. When you wake up the next morning, you’re the same person who wants a dead black coffee because know you have to live another day on this planet full of morons.
Why can’t it all come true? Because you only imagine yourself doing it. You don’t actually do anything about it. Nothing. You wake up you have breakfast, you spend the day complaining and listen to everyone complaining about everything happening to them …you lay in your bed and then you start to build that fallen fort again. I dare you. One day, don’t build it. Don’t think about anything. Don’t start the illusion. Don’t imagine anything. See if you dream anything different. See if you dream about killing someone. Killing someone you hate. No wait, that would be a nightmare since we’re all so goddamn ethical.
We all do that. Judge. Hypocrisy will be the death of us all. And quite frankly, we love being hypocrites. It’s a day to day game of pretend-you-like-someone-you-want-to throw-acid-at. We are such good actors. Acting as if morals and rules are so perfect and we are so good and model citizens because we pay our taxes. The whole world is filled with people who kill people in their minds just for the heck of it. And then they visit their churches their mosques…their cathedrals…false hopes and false beliefs. They all hide under them. Hide their faces and what they truly are. They know. They know it so very well that they are animals who have learnt to perceive things the way they want them to be.

Psychaotic: See The World In Red And Black
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Published on May 13, 2015 02:06 Tags: anthology, art, authors, book, hope, india, literature, love, pakistan, paperback, poems, poetry, world

Mirrored Voices: Best Contemporary Poets

I'm very Happy and Honored to announce that the third installment of the Poetry Anthology Series, ‪‎Mirrored Voices ‬ is Published! It has writers and Poets featured from around the globe.
I am lucky and honored to be in it as well.
I have 4 books on my credit now. Congratulations to all the authors who are featured in this literary history making event.

This combined poetic anthology embraces free thinking of the untapped mind and spirit. The vast array of best contemporary poets from around the globe share their voices together in harmony. Various styles and thoughts flourish amongst the pages, bringing emotions to life and creating beauty from nothingness. The writers included in this collection have been selectively chosen to represent the best modern talent of the age. The list of extraordinary poets featured within include such great talent as Paul Morabito, Aric Cushing, Jason P. Hein, Laura Madeline Wiseman, Regina Puckett, Laura Crean, R.M Romarney, Clarissa Simmens, Mark Green, Irum Zahra, Laura A. Lord, Regis McCafferty, Roberto Carlos Martinez, Linda Dobinson, Robert G. Brown, Carolyn O'Connell, Sherry Rentschler, Ben Ditmars, Christopher Meesto Erato, Jill Roberts, Dr. Leesa Abbott, Nichia Morales, Andrea McKenzie Raine, Koyel Mitra, Helle Gade, Terri Cannon, Jerome Michael Bailey, Harika Kottakota, Hafsa Idrees and Kristy Rulebreaker.

Here is the Amazon Link:

http://www.amazon.com/Mirrored-Voices...
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Published on June 23, 2015 01:08 Tags: books, dreams, fiction, hate, hope, life, literature, love, lust, poetry, poets, regret, romance, world