I grew growing up as a Deaf person.
I saw seeing what I see with my eyes.
I heard feeling what I hear with my ears.
I felt sensing what I feel with my vibration.
I learnt learning what Hearing did learn.
I studied studying what Hearing did study,
I tried trying what Hearing did try.
I embraced embracing what Hearing did embrace.
I watched watching where Hearing watch.
I followed following who Hearing follow.
I asked, asking what Hearing ask,
I questioned, questioning why Hearing question.
Hearing is proud to be Hearing.
But Deaf is also proud to be Deaf.
Who says no one proud?
Therefore anyone can have the right to be proud.
Anyway, can Hearing accept Deaf;
Can Hearing learn learning the Deaf’s Teaching;
Can Hearing study studying the Deaf’s Deafness;
Can Hearing embrace embracing the Deaf’s Silence?

© Ismael Mansoor

Calming Waters

Where must I go?
Where can I find the inner calm?
I believe in what I am going to do,
I have faith that one day,
I will be able to know where I go,
I will be able to find inner calm.

Thee seek that peeks upon ye,
Then Old English might define,
I will feed you with such a riddle,
But might ye to me, how so is it?
We feed that thoughts define us,
Then go out and be at ease, oh,
Such is a prayer in the heart,
Such hope, but thee, well.

Might He expresses out of the fantasy,
Then might ye to me, saying like,
What’s going on thy mind?
Welcome Old English to define
What’s matters my soul,
Like matters out of the water
That they shall forever part of the water

I am my own master,
And so do ye of thine life,
Aye, we are our own masters,
But the acknowledge must be knowledge,
For without them, how do you stand up
For thyself in a heaven way?
Only thou know what gifts offer ye of thine goodness.

He went to see her,
Everything is good,
Then she said,
I will feed thee
With lots of promise,
The promise reality,
Oh, the Lord our Holy Creator,
Deliver the promise dreaming,
Aye, such is a riddle,
But might only him think that,
Such is a riddle

He said with his mouth, “How ye not understand me?”
And she said with her hands, “How ye not understand me.”
And they said, “Wait, a minute, we have Patience,”
“In our dictionary, so I bestow ye to go in it,”
“And see all Patience do.”

© Ismael Mansoor

Feel what I assume

In the Book of the Universe, our stories are writing upon it. In the Book of the Universe, our hidden stories are also writing upon it. Therefore, our hidden thoughts and hidden felts are showing upon it. No matter what we do, we cannot hide from the Book of the Universe. We different living organisms exist in the Book of the Universe because we living souls are Life. A sheep can have a love feel. Therefore, a human being cannot say that sheep can’t feel love. An element can move to change a scene when it decides to change. Therefore, a human being cannot say, that element can’t be the change which means he can’t tell a lion to change the way they live. A lion in the Universe of the Book knows what to be a king. And it knows how to rule his kingdom in the sense of intuition. A sheep in the Universe of the Book knows what to be a non-killer and patient and be good and no matter because he knows how to be himself in the sense of peace. A human in the Universe of the Book knows what to be understanding and knows what truly important needs of the Earth. So, he also knows that the Earth is not his nor dare to say, “mine.” Anyway, in the Book of the Universe, it is eternally written forever till we return to our times and read it. For souls are with Eternity. Therefore, we might live many repeatedly circles in the History of the Book of the Universe.

© Ismael Mansoor

We need a lot more of kindness on this earth

If I am like the master of silence,
And if you too happen to be,
Then please don’t tell me,
“Why you never talk with me,”
Or, “Hi, stranger.”

They said it’s rude to say,
“When are you getting married?”
Because you put pressure on them,
And they also said it’s rude to say,
“Why are you so fat? Why are you so thin?”

I may not let you pressure on me,
But what if I say to you,
“When are you saving the Earth?”
“When are you saving the animals?”
It is like I put you under pressure to save her!

© Ismael Mansoor

The Universe

In my understanding, I would imagine.
Is that the Universe is like a being.
Because we are in it like cells in the body,
Well, I have to explain a little further.
If the picture talks about you, I see your body.
If the picture talks about your brain, I see a brain.
If the picture talks about your heart, I see a heart.
If the picture talks about your inside heart, I see a name.
If the picture talks about your inside name, I see another name.
If the picture talks about you again, I see your body again.
So can be the same said for every soul that lives inside bodies.
So if the picture talks about the Earth, I see a living planet.
If the picture talks about a galaxy, I see a galaxy.
If the picture talks about another galaxy, I see a realm.
If the picture talks about a realm, I see another hidden realm.
If the picture talks about a hidden realm, I see infinity.
If the picture talks about infinity, I see another unknown.
So every matter that functions inside bodies;
We on the Earth are a function for the Earth;
The Earth is a function for a galaxy;
A galaxy is a function for a realm;
A realm is a function for an infinity;
Infinity is a function for an unknown;
All together are one because of the same link that resides Universe.
That is how I can relate and imagine in my understanding.

© Ismael Mansoor

The rocket

You know what a rocket does,
It fires up out to push out of the sky,
Like how a virus fires up to get out of the mouth,
Nostrils, pores, whatever there out of the skin,
Well, a rocket is nothing in Space,
It waits for it lands on a lifeform, warm and live,
Like how a virus is nothing in the air,
But waits for it lands on the Earth’s species.
Well, a bit lecture, a virus said like before the body dies,
Let’s go to our rocket and find a new home, aye, new host,
For the Earth, herself is a host to all of us to live upon her.

© Ismael Mansoor

Doest ye thither…

Hither, all hail to the world of Cherisher,
But hither, doest ye thither for thyself?
Forgive me the riddle,
But ye, well, knowest thine self like
Reading thy book completely?
I wait for thou then we will talk about it
Like how did you manage to touch the soul
Or thy life?

© Ismael Mansoor