The first thing I would like to say thank you to those people that follow my blog called My Deaf Mind. Because of you people that give me the courage and self-will to continue writing.

The remembrance said to me, “People who follow your writing even if your family and friends who some hide in the back and read your words and said, whoa, he is fantastically improving every day, oh, salute his words and his fantasy. Oh, such a grace, and such an imagination.”

I read what inside me, and I don’t know what it is, but feelings, yes, emotions. Hmm, I would have thought if people who follow My Deaf Mind have wondered, what was he thinking? Or what was happening in his inner world? Or such a lovely word, looking forward to more of his.

When I am by my words, riddle, it is, but hence, wait and patient, for it is this engrained heart that I sing with no reason, but a purpose, from my soul. People who follow My Deaf Mind will understand why this engrained heart, but if you are new to my words, I welcome you to my mysterious thoughts, and perhaps one day you would say, I see what you mean.

May my blog flourish like a nature that comes from the soul.

© Ismael Mansoor

I’ll need this

Yes, my supernatural gift
Cannot be known when I
Will rise up to the top the
Mountain because my gift
Is improving to be a miracle
Of my faith requests wealth

“Good day, my girlfriend,” said he.
“And you too, my boyfriend,” said she.
“Beware the negative mind,” said he.
“It is an honor to be good,” said she.
“Permit us to stand on love,” said he.
“Jesus said God is love,” said she.

When I talk to my friend, I am like
An optimist – I see another side of
Mine, my light side, because my
The dark side is so wise to let me to
Image the hidden light that comes
Out of it – manifest it, feed it to shine.

“You will tell the world,” said the silence.
“I will tell the world, what?” said a voice.
“Your words will inspire,” said the silence.
“I will put it on my top list,” said a voice.
“You try and get it done,” said the silence.
“Look to be forwarding,” said a voice.

For my mind is Deaf, I learn to inspire,
What I can do to help this hearing world
To obey that order from the Most High,
Whatever hope I have is on from faith,
Reminding others their hope to save it
For we know that negative’s not helping

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Path of Deafness

Why did I turn to the Miracle Creator?
I don’t know why
But the world opens my mind to wisdom,
I don’t know-how
But the world opens my heart for understanding,
I don’t know what
But the world opens my soul for the miracle,

Maybe the path to the Deaf World,
Help open my eyes
Maybe, I don’t know, yeah maybe,
But the world makes me gone fantasy,
Yeah, fantasy, fantasy, and fantasy,
Yeah, fantasy, I don’t know why, how, what
I don’t know
But the world helps open my eyes,
For what?
I don’t know, yeah, I don’t know, yeah maybe,
The world opens Ismael for both worlds,
Deaf and Hearing

Yeah, Deaf and Hearing
What are the two worlds?
Their worlds may be their worlds,
As my world maybe my world
But we live in the same world,
Yeah, same world, so what?

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Shall or maybe

A man who invented a thing that was never before;
had what they do: he believed in his invention
and kept seeking until the sign appeared in his dream
or any words from the mouth of humans that inspired him,
even nature that has mountains, lands, seas, whatever
there are in it shall or maybe inspiring his mind
that pours out the words of the invention.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Say what you want

You can say all you want
But I tell you what, your words are for you,
In the same way, my words are for me,
But yes, you choose what makes you believe,
Oh, yeah, my mind is Deaf, so, what you say,
Will not be with my Deaf mind if you experience is
From the Hearing Mind, it’s the hearing world.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

I think it is simple

When a person tells you that he/she will talk to you later or tomorrow or next week. Sometimes they don’t keep their words because sometimes they forget to keep their words. That is not like they don’t want to talk to you, but maybe they got some reason why they don’t keep their words — some avoid the truth, some forget, some busy, etc., but you know what, I understand them because they got their reason. If I love them, I let them be because I think that what the best is.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Just go the Miracle Way

Go the Miracle Way
I don’t know how I go the Miracle Way,
I don’t know
But go the Miracle Way,
Just go, and I shall witness
I shall witness with my own eyes,
Better than nothing, better than nothing, yeah, better than nothing
Just go the Miracle Way, and It shall see my path ahead of me,
Just go, yeah, my head says, go and see
Just witness

I shall go the Miracle Way because I think/feel it is the Best Option,
Just go the Miracle Way, and the world will open the door,
I don’t know
I don’t know how the world will open the door,
Just go the Miracle Way, and it shall see my path ahead of me,
I don’t know the Miracle Way,
But go the Miracle Way,
Just go the Miracle Way,
Just go the Miracle Way,
Just go the Miracle Way,

The world goes, its ways, I don’t know what to say,
But the world goes its ways, and I go along with it ways
But my head says, go and see
Just witness
The Miracle Way

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Look inside the body

Look inside the body
Here is the living soul within
So, just look inside the body
One shall think and feel
Oh yes, here is the living soul within
So, live it, like your breath,
I am free to breathe, so free to breathe,
I am a free soul to live, free to experience,
But hence, one shall think and feel,
By choosing what one feeds,
Light or dark, happy or sad, heaven or hell
Up to you, up to me, up to everyone else
Up to the Earth, up to Space, up to the Lord
Up to everything that made us as life-creation
I am not here to judge but judge myself,
Judge yourself before you judge one another
Judge yourself before you point your fingers toward me
Oh yes, live it, yeah, like your breath,
Just live it, and hence, just look at the body,
Here is the living soul within
So, just look then think and feel,
Oh yes, just live it, like your breath,
I am free to breathe, free to experience,
But hence, I shall think and feel,
By choosing what I feed,
Oh yeah, up to me, alone myself, because
I am not here to make it up to you but the Miracle,
So, just live it, and be free to experience as you,
Consciously or unconsciously live.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The abstract of the paradox

My mind is Deaf, yet the fantasy insist
That I speak of hope,
That cries unto my world,
To message the outside of the world,
That my words will sword with,
The peace that begets peace of love,
Because it needs to voice,
For what love is, and that love is,
For the Miracle and the universe,
To unlock all the wonderful things,
To come only for all the miracles,
Because of the knowledge of evil and good,
Has to come, to end, time for the,
The miracle, to begin the tale of a fairytale,
That lights all the lights,
That shines all the shines unto all shines,
How mysterious can it be like this,
To riddle of abstract of paradox,
The time to time of all heavens.

©️ Ismael Mansoor


Power, power, power
Come on, have more power
I don’t mean for the sake of Sin,
But I mean only for the sake of Pure-Soul,
So let us look inside our bodies,
And say, we will find you, and we will touch it
So that we may understand ourselves
For the sake of Pure-Soul,
But the power comes from you, and you shall be able to sense it,
For it is part of you, and it will be forever, part of you
But only you can know what it is in you, only you
So let us find out the knowledge in us to preserve our life

©️ Ismael Mansoor