A PEN for TWO

He maps the margins of time;  Limitless and endless they seem, But with each single ticking He loses a second, then a minute,  Then his father and mother. So yesterday is a future  He longs to see again.  With a thousand keys He stands before memories  Locked out of sight by a clock,  And writes mysteries in the future, With hours already lived.  He treasures each hand  That holds his limited time,  Skips and lives before he lives. He sees his fate and corrects it;  Perhaps decides on which lover  To waste his time on.  A time traveller he is, With feet polished by three sands  Of yesterday, today and tomorrow.  A time traveller he is,  Counting years by times, not time.  ©1916

  DOUBTING GOD To succeed, we strive in anguish  That wage war within our fragile hearts; A battle of uncertainty, Towards brighter hope, fulfilled dreams, and a better fate; Questioning our Creator when we fail in our journey, Wondering if we were ever born for greatness. In our unpredictable world, Where luck falls on the maleficent ones; In a world where the privileged ones we admire Are connected by the privileges we desire; Wondering if God has forsaken us, Pondering when our time would come. If only we could believe in God, If only we could cast our burdens on Him; If only we know how precious we are in His sight, And could trust and cleave to Him; He knows the right time for our greatness. Let Patience journey with you in life; God surely has great plans for you. Let your faith roar so loud that  You cease to hear what doubt is saying. ©️Francis

 HELLO GOD Hello God, are you listening?  I see beautiful nature and I see you; I didn't ask for loss but christening, Now I'm blinded by rage and I lost sight of you.  Hello God, can you see me?  I'm sitting here all alone, just wondering  If your promises are true and hold for me.  You can't blame me for asking, I'm still grieving.  Hello God, do you know how I feel?  I love you, but I keep asking myself if you're real.  I'm scared, I'm angry, I'm hurt and I can't keep still,  And now I fear that I've gotten to the end of my reel.  Hello God, do you know the lyrics of my heart?  I'm here in the studio but the words are failing me.  Yesterday I kissed her goodnight because I didn't want your truth,  Now I want to speak my truth but Karma won't let me.  Hello God, do you even know me?  Do you know that I'm a mess of broken and mended memories?  I lost the one person that opened my eyes to see Endless po...

  Often when we fail, we tend to draw back into our shell, the tears rolling down our cheeks with as much weight as a filled grocery bag. Our depressions, doubts and worry become the items in the bag, ready to stain the smile and the joyous look we already wear on our faces. At that time, thousand thoughts run through the mind every second. Doubting the potency of God would then turn out to be the steady melody in our hearts. Does God exist as they say? If He is up there indeed, why did He permit this situation to occur? Series of words of doubt is all we project. However, we need to understand that, life is like a hut covered with snow in a desert. The closer you move towards it, the clearer you see what the structure looks like. But, while moving ahead, expect that your legs might slip at some point due to weakness. You may even fall, but your fall should not make you see the snow as evil for covering the hut.  Remember, God is the maker of the universe, He is too compassion...

  I’m lying in my bed, wondering where to start.  There’s so much in my head, it’s sounds like static. Usually, the beginning is the best place to start, But without finding a root, it’s all useless. I think back on my life and wonder; I wonder where I got it wrong, Where I stopped being your kid, And where my pleadings became naught. Mom taught me you replied in three ways– Yes, no or wait a while– But every time, I can’t help but think you ignore me, And I can’t help but think that I deserve it. I’d turn my back too on someone like me; Someone who despitefully uses me, Someone who continues to break promises, Someone who wouldn’t work with my advice. I mean, I’ve hurt your feelings a lot, Been the kid you should be disappointed in, The kid you should disown without looking back, The kid you should leave in reckless abandon. It scares me to think that my thoughts aren’t just thoughts, That you’ve truly left me to lead the life I please. I want to think otherwise, but th...

  I had studied all through the night whilst watching TV– I chuckle now at the level of my stupidity– and was confident that I could answer any question the next day. On seeing the question paper that day, in the exam hall, I had a mini heart attack. Everything I'd read– more like crammed– had suddenly vamoosed, disappeared, vanished! I stared at the paper for good forty minutes, not knowing what to write. When time ran out, I submitted. While walking out of the hall, I remembered I didn't write my name on the paper. Well fuck shit! It's not like I wrote anything in the exam. I walked out of the hall, squeezing the question paper and dropping it in the bin. I didn't need a constant reminder of my failure. Getting home, I was bombarded with questions from both my parents; “How was the test? Was it okay?” I felt like they were mocking me. They knew I always failed  my exams, yet they'd keep asking. “Fine,” I mumbled and ran upstairs and slammed the door to my room. I ...

  BEGINNINGS From anguish to pleasure, From barrenness to fruitfulness; From condemnation to commendation, From curse to blessing; From disappointment to endorsement, From disgrace to honor; From down to up, From failure to success, From foe to friend, From inferior to superior; From lamentation to celebration, From misfortune to favour, From nostalgia to euphoria, From nothing to something; From obstacle to miracle, From pessimism to optimism, From problems to solution, From recession to abundance; From sickness to health, From tears to smiles, From tribulations to triumph, From useless to invaluable; Join me, as we raise a glass! ©️Tianah O.O

When things break, joy departs, And all seem to go wrong, You don't stay torn apart, But gather yourself and move on. When life starts to suck And it's dragging you in, You don't just sit duck And watch all go into ruins.  When all you've amassed Begin to go down, You don't just watch aghast, And with it drown. Instead, from your ashes, Make a new life rise. Let out your Phoenix, And soar high like the eagle flies. Recover what life took in the theft. With a free and light heart, Pick up what's left; Make a fresh new start. ©Daisy.

  Many lost friendships cloud your mind with tears; You wish someone can feel how your heart cries, And attend to the bleeding of your eyes. Everytime you think about the past, your body fries. Can you, from this moment, forget all the worries, And stop telling yourself you are sorry? Move on! A new leaf is what you need. In the depth of your being lies some hidden pain; People's foul words that drive your soul insane, Every phrase of their sentence say; “You are not fit, you can't do it, you can't be in our lane.” Their plot is only to seek your bane. But, no word should define the peak of your crane; Move on! A new leaf is what you need. Memories offer you the feeling of mild emotion; They keep you in the mode of negative attraction, And acknowledgement of your negative connection. Gone is yesterday. Make a new decision, And focus on possible solutions. Move on! A new leaf is what you need. The end of your last beginning Was so bad and condemning; Agony, chaos, wore you l...