Empirical, empiric, empiricism
Doth thou know their words
Oh, thee know it not
I don’t mean you but him
Doth thou know empirical, empiric, empiricism
I wish ye to tell me what they are
But let’s teach thee how to understand them
In Deaf’s way of his mind, oh do not think
That all Deaf people are the same, do not think of it so
But let’s think that one Deaf man, his mind
Doth thou think I am empirical
Or doth thee feel that I am an empiricism
Or should ye sense that I am an empiricist
Or wait for him to answer it to himself
I don’t mean you but him and alone him
Define them, what are they empirical, empiric
Describe for me, or thyself, or for whatsoever
Now tell thee of your knowledge, ye understand
Provoke ye to him or her to him, oh, sorry a riddle
An empirical man comes to a professor
He said, hi professor, how well are thy empiricism
Between our Holy Creator and thy empiric
I wait and wait for thee to tell of thy science
But He who is our Miracle will come to the day
For all us to witness what is matter with our empirics
Whether if let it be foolish or wise, should it be with Him
As long as the Good Will is within us
That we need to awaken ourselves, oh
Remember that I don’t mean you but him and alone him

©️ Ismael Mansoor

It is from their heart that pumps

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Honour, oh think what can he do for you
People want to see that she speaks of Him
How yet he can do for her to smile and hope
Definition, define who ye art, or fine as thou art
But are you true to yourself or too many vocals
Am I to thy mind or thy soul or what ye have
Show it to me as a word, not as a thought that ye have
But how to define it is when ye speak of her and also him
They will love you the way thou art, but He watches you
What we must do that we have been told for a thousand years
How do they know, it is from their heart that pumps
Such an aesthetic and such a rejoice to everyone
Come, come, and hear me, for my voice is quiet
Whisper, closer, do ye hear, no, I see, now, closer
Do ye hear that I whisper very silently
Strangely but lovely when somebody doesn’t want to know
Questions they don’t want to answer or answers they would avoid
The question, answer, ye knew them everything, not a possible
But if ye say that thou art with our Holy Creator then
I shall shut my mouth and start to think like, ye art true to thyself

© Ismael Mansoor

Train of Thought

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Let me eat the bread of the spirit
And also let me drink the water of the spirit
And one more thing that I ask you to let me
Fasting for our Holy Creator

If ye want to know when
You will be known, heard and seen
For what comes is for thy sake
And the sake of your daydream

Daydream may it be, let it be done
And then shall he be the truth upon the world

Let me hear the imagination
The words in it are blossoming
Or are like a volcano
Pour out from that you see in thy mind

If ye want to know how to extract your thoughts
Train, observe, be still to your mind, understand it
For what comes is for thy sake
And the sake of your daydream

Daydream may it be, let it be done
And then shall he be the truth upon the world

© Ismael Mansoor


Dark is alone in the eternal voidness and he looks at himself feeling very miserable.

Dark:  I can see the stars at the edge of the space. Well, I am not allowed to go there, nor could I move there. Never will I, since it has been two thousand years! I know, I know, and I know that I should not go there, but I don’t want to be alone anymore. 

Dark is a bit angry.

Dark:  He did not tell me how I was made or where I came from. He never tells me not one bit. I could know that I am from this eternal voidness because I can see what is in it, and they said, it is only I that can live in it. Oh, who are they? Never mind. 

Dark swims around

Dark:  I miss my friend Gloom, he was taken away by her, yes her!

Dark reminisces about his past: the Creator and them (Angels) were with Light, and they were shining too bright for all to see, and they were watching; there that Dark was watching Water captured Gloom before him.

Water:  How dare you try to destroy me, your queen? 

Dark:  Gloom!

Gloom:  Dark!

Water:  Time for ye to bear thy witness.

Dark:  What???

Water:  Gloom tries to destroy me, so he must be your doing.

Dark:  Gloom!

Gloom:  Forgive me for I am weak, Dark!

Water:  I am giving this part to Light, everything!

Dark:  No!!!

Gloom:  Dark!

Water:  One more thing, I am taking Gloom with me. 

Dark:  I hate you!!! 

Water:  I hope I won’t see you again until ye change. 

Dark:  Water!!!

Water:  Goodbye.

Back to Dark’s reality

Dark:  Eish! How Water’s energy managed to rule over me, for two thousand years! Oh well, just you wait Water! Wait and see how I shall annoy thou. Well, I will skip to win back what’s mine, and she will shut her mouth! She should know her place! Well, what can I do now?

Dark slowly moves toward the edge of the space.

Dark:  Light! Light! Light! Light! Light!

Dark can see that Light is slowly appearing from the center of the space toward him. 

Light:  Here I am

Dark is smirking.

Dark:  Let me show you something.

Dark casts himself to extend his dark energy, and it is overflowing around him, spreading toward the edge of the space.

Light:  Why are you reckless? 

Light casts a spell to dispel the dark energy.

Dark:  No, screw you!

Dark charges in toward Light.

Light:  Even after two thousand years, I am very surprised to see you reaching here this far.

Dark is attacking Light.

Light:  You suddenly decide to attack me?

Dark is trying every best he can to attack Light.

Light:  Impatience. Why now not before? I would not want to fight thou, and thee knew me that I am. 

Dark:  What do you expect from me who is sleeping and watching all the time? Think not that I knew that thou art, but I knew ye that ye don’t know me yet.

Light:  Did your judgment clouds thy mind?

Dark:  My mind is all right, perfectly fine, it is.

Dark still not giving up, fighting Light but Dark screams. 

Dark:  I will devour every star that you present them! I will also devour every new star that you create! And forever will I devour everything of yours until nothing is left of them!

Light:  Well, then my duty will stop you from astray and vengeance. 

Dark:  Fine with me! 

Light is playing around with Dark; he never fights back Dark.

Dark:  Thou art toying with me!

Light:  I never want to fight you because I love you with all my stars!

Dark:  You have no idea how much time I dwell in the darkness, waiting for this day to come, to end you, and take over! 

Dark stops fighting Light, and Light is quiet.

Dark:  In the eternal voidness, darkness where every soul in it is sleeping and unwatchable. They never knew that I was always presenting, nor could they know themselves that they are in it. You see, I am alone.

Dark fights Light.

Light:  Let’s stop fighting.

Dark:  You are the one who is not fighting me. Thou think ye can stop me?

Light:  It is my duty that stops thee if thou art out of control.

Dark:  I am the dark king before you and your foolish stars! I cannot wait to devour every lifeform that lives upon the circle of the lights!

Light:  My duty won’t let it happen.

Dark:   Stop making fun of me. 

Light:  I will ask you one more time. Please stop fighting.

Dark:  Your spirit begs my spirit to stop fighting? Your power is never to stop me, but some of your stars stopped themselves. Oh yes, while I was sleeping, I watched them so clear perfectly. It was beautiful how they explosive their cores, and I saw you were weeping for their deaths. Thou wept like a chicken, aye, ye wept like a woman, and thee wept like a weeper, on and on, on and on, on and on, it went on and on till here I am before your weeping self! Your spirit and your power are never to be left alone, but I have kept witnessing your creation until here I am fighting, at the same time, watching how you bear your witness that they continue to explosive themselves. 

Light:  Do not think very highly of yourself. You may think that you can beat me, but the very best ability of mine is to stop you.

Light’s energy finally grabs Dark.

Dark:  You amuse me so much more than I can bear.

Light holds Dark.

Dark:  You amuse me very much! You are very amusing, and you know that, don’t you? I find it so amusing that you have no will in you to fight me at the same time you cannot stop your stars from extinguishing themselves!

Light:  It is not my will to stop them from extinguishing themselves because they manifest to stop.

Dark resists and Light tries to hold him very tightly.

Dark:  I always manifest myself to stop living, stop sleeping, and stop watching, yet all of them are not working! Curse to Water for binding my power for two thousand years! 

Light cannot hold Dark.

Dark:  Speaking of myself, thou thoughts ye could friend with me? Thee art, not my brother, and ye know it because thee have failed me!

Dark finally gets off the hold of Light.

Light:  I see. That is how you are.

© Ismael Mansoor


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I just want to be with Ye
How much should tell Thou
That my heart cries for Thee
But forgive me, my sin, Ye know
Thou know me, from birth to the future
Thee know my riddles how words they are
Future, future, may Ye be with me
Forever will I be with Thou
Forever, forever, and ever be with Thee
I am that You knew of me
My entire life, future, may Thou be with me
Forever, alight, forgive my sin, oh I pray
It to be true to myself, to my soul, and everything
Be true, be true, and I should affirm
Be true to me, everything, but if ye come with me
Let be true to us, and then forever will we be with Thee

© Ismael Mansoor

Bear with me

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Show me that you show the world
Oh, forgive me if I am impolite
Or too direct language
Forgive me for my mind is Deaf

They said, when you talk, know your place
Or know thy language, that talks for thou
Or when you talk make sure it is clear
But my Deaf mind be like, I who’s not hearing
I try to learn English not only speaking but how it writes
They said, grammar, grammar, and grammar
The right sentences would satisfy English’s
I don’t know why to talk about English but

Show me that you show the world
Oh, forgive me if I am impolite
Or too direct language
Forgive me for my mind is Deaf

I would write, show me that you are
And someone would edit my saying
Don’t hide your true color
Show me that you show the world
And they would say, reveal yourself
I don’t know what to word, show me
Impolite or too direct language
Closing punctuation
Word choice

Show me that you show the world
Oh, forgive me if I am impolite
Or too direct language
Forgive me for my mind is Deaf

© Ismael Mansoor

The Dousing Of Angst

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Fire, burning, and annoyance
How doth thou feel, Anger? Think thee need some water
Whoa, oh, he will find a bucket of water for ye
There it is, pour it down on you, hmm, well, you okay

I can understand why you are feeling so burning
Irritate, frustrate, impatient, and well, I know
Thou doth need to think twice when thee burn
Well, man, also woman, doth thou know them

Fire, burning, and annoyance
How doth thou feel, Anger? Think thee need some break
Ye know them, men and women, they have used thy power
Doth thou think if left unchecked, oh, look

Sorry, I don’t mean to remind you about Cain and Abel
Sorry but art ye irritating, frustrating, impatient, and well
I know thou doth need to check them daily to keep them in
Thee doth know if left unchecked, well, remember Cain and Abel

Fire, burning, and annoyance
How doth thou feel, Anger? Think thee need to change
The way they used thy power, oh, please doth think
Thee doth need to think several times when thou art angry

© Ismael Mansoor

show me thy skills, everything

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If he says, how could ye say that thou art perfect

If thou look down on me because ye think thou art above
Then I will tell ye, great that ye think that you are above me

If thou art perfect show me thy skills, everything

But you are not above but yes, you may above your degree
And thou may say that ye have more knowledge than me

If he says, how could ye say that you art perfect

But the truth is that we are equal to the humanitarianism
Oh how defy are you to our Holy Creator

If thou art perfect show me thy skills, everything

Think of an example, today I may be your assistant
But tomorrow you might never know that I will be more powerful than ye

If he says, how could ye say that you are perfect

Why I said that we are equal to the humanitarianism
Because if I learn what you do, I can do that you do

If thou art perfect show me thy skills, everything

© Ismael Mansoor

He shall one day to the truth

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What is like to believe in our Holy Creator
How amazing is it for me who believes in Him
Have never meet Him, not ever once in my lifetime
But if He does, how ignorance was I to my soul

Too many people had have talked about Him
But did they meet Him, oh okay
Is He going to expose Himself one day
Aye, He shall one day to the truth

My mind tells me that He is exalted
Know everything and yet knew more than it
In the end, He will win not the failure
Oh, miracle, such the miracle is 1%

Oh okay if you think the world will end
He would have ended it an age ago
He would have, but He did not
Never say that you think the world will end

Every end has its beginning
Deep down in the soul
Each of them has its beginning
The Miracle Creator is our 1%

Oh okay, how many are there
I mean, is the world unite at all once
Not yet, so you see, it’s 1%
That will one day unite all the Earth at once

© Ismael Mansoor

Blessing in disguise

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Spark, spark, they sing, but one man who has no interest in all songs, he said, how could you sing with a merry heart when the world is not yet finally over? And a woman said details, please. The world is still sinful, so how could you sing with your merry heart? Oh, oh, oh, they sing, and she said, have you not heard their songs? They are not for their merry heart, but for He who made them and delivered from their mother’s womb, and breathed them into life, from its moments toward, they shall sing for Him, and His Breath. But one man who has heard the voice of that woman, he walks to her, and said, it is He that blesses your voice.

© Ismael Mansoor