Hope sounds comfortable

The Great Spirit whispered to the Hope
“You are the Hope of the Universe,”
“An unbroken line of the Great Light.”
So the Hope stood in front of the Fear
While millions of spirits watched them

Hope
I am the Hope,
The spirit of
The Universe.
And I am here
To stop Fear.

Fear
You are the Hope
Of no universe.
You are for despair
Some spirits follow
Me my way, my logic
I always thought you
Were one for the future,

Hope
I am here.
So challenge me.

Fear.
Hope.

Desirer
It is a sacred place.
You will respect the old tradition.

Fear
I always thought of you,
Were one for tradition
Desirer,
Hope.
I accept your challenge
If only to personally
Fight the power out
Of your hopeful spirit.

Hope fought with Fear
It took them so long

Fear
I have no time for this.
Desirer!

Desirer
It is a sacred place.
You will respect the old tradition.

Fear turned to Hope
And a million spirits cried,
“Fear’s cheating!”
“Cheating! Cheating! Cheating!”
“Shame on you! Shame on you, Fear!”
“You cheat, Fear!”
“This is not our way!”
But Fear drained Hope,

Hope
You have no honour!

Hope had shown the millions
That HOPE is forever but
Hope had gone to sleep.
And Fear had left.
And Desirer cried out
To all millions of spirits

Desirer
You will follow this,
Fear?
Will you?
You will follow this,
Fear?
I will not.
I follow a true Spirit.
The HOPE.

Inspired by Green Lantern
© Ismael Mansoor

What art thou looking for?

Earth uses the light,
The sun summons
The Warmth.
The atmosphere has
Protected the sky –
The sky felt the heat.
Earth is consuming,
By the Warmth.
If she is not stopping,
The atmosphere will
Protect the sky.
The Sun has the power,
To warm this Earth.
Sun is but a name.
The True-Sun of the fire
Is the light himself
Sun knows he gives what
The living flesh can not.
No one can stand against
The sun alone.

O, from my imagination, it moves
With fantasy and fancy, my heart roll
To read my mind give the movies it drives,
And driven that moves do movies- it skills,
That becoming of real movies
Who thought that how to image imaging
That in here very fantasy and love
That here is such mine imagination,
That, in my heart, feels like a miracle.

Come to feel my random writes,
And you’ll have to read and read
Beyond the words, my way of style.
My randomness will be like the
The sky that tells the story to the
Earth about how beautiful the
Stars with joy to watch shines.

Thou willeth hath to protect thine hope.
Thee need hope to protect ye.
What art thou looking for?

If you want to be like me,
I would suggest, no good idea,
Why? You know the facts,
That’s beautiful to be you,
Than be somebody else.
But if you think that is you,
It would not be beautiful,
I would say this to you,
You need the love inside you,
To recognize that you are
Great!

Thou art the master of thy body-ship, not default
Thee, a master of thine fate, not default
Ye need you to drive your life through breath;
You will see you get the chance by faith.

© Ismael Mansoor

Words or action?

Hmm, imagine if ye lo at me,
As if thee expect me to knowest of thine explanation,
Then he goes to thou, saying like,
What offers thee as a reader who comes and read,
Such easy words, cheap, not so expensive,
But ye understand is the most important, breakfast,
Lunch, and supper, aye, know thine limit,
Oh, give times to those who die for you to fill your stomach,
Then ye sayest to me, what saith thee to me such words?
Well, the slaughterhouses for all who their stomach such baby cry.
Well, excuse the words that define ye, but I want the world,
To be safe so that our family, our friends, and our generations,
That all may rest happily ever after, but she says like,
When will it? The world is going to try to open thine eyes,
To see all the things all try to ignore,
But they said, beware of all the Miracle Creator’s creation,
For they have had been praying to our Holy Creator,
Forever, ever, and ever, but thee might sayeth, how thee knowest
Such words to novelise out of thine mouth, thy thought,
But well, I have seen so much of living people voice out their thoughts,
Then ye ‘ve no right to stop one another, yes, their words,
Let the words come out to the sky so all may hear, see, and accept,
For every rain will pour out its deed, hence, who can a man or a woman
Stop all the weathers, aye, all the climates? But if one day they such can
Then might I say to myself, not you nor her nor him nor anyone else,
But for me, myself, alone just my thoughts that say, our Holy Creator,
The Miracle Creator shall return and finish what our Holy One started.

© Ismael Mansoor

Lyrically fantasy in my song

Oh, oh, oh, oh, o, o, o, o
Ooh, ooh
Dance
She dances her feet
Yes she dances

I liked watching her the dancer,
Dance to dance
She’s dancing to dance
I did feel her delight
She smiled right straight at me
Before I blink
Oh yes, before I blink
She’s a big star
Inspiring
That dances inside my blood
She’s so easygoing!

Something I enjoy about her
Highly enjoyable
If she can keep her dances

I like her dances
But I never show
I dance
O yes, I won’t show her a dance
Maybe I’m shy
I like her dances
Yes, she dances like she’s
A good actress
That dances inside my blood
She’s so easygoing!

If she asks me
Show dancing that she’s
Just interested
Oh, oh, ta ta, ta ta
She interests
Ooo
Oh, oh, ta ta, ta ta
Ooh, o, o, o
She interests

But I better watch her dance,
Never let go of her feet
I tried to approach her
From her dancing

So even if she asks me,
To dance
I better know where
I dance
I better know where
I dance

I like her dances
But I never show
I dance
O yes, I won’t show her a dance
Maybe I’m shy
I like her dances
Yes, she dances like she’s
A good actress
That dances inside my blood
She’s so easygoing!

Something I enjoy about her
Highly enjoyable
If she can keep her dances

Watch closely she got a passion,
Dancing there
I can see her love
Is she dancing her heart
Love
Say I’m just interested

I like her dances
But I never show
I dance
O yes, I won’t show her a dance
Maybe I’m shy
I like her dances
But I never show
I dance

Though she dances like she’s
A good actress
That dances inside my blood
She’s so easygoing!

Don’t I want to dance with her?
I like her dances
Though she dances like she’s
A good actress

Ooh!
Ooh, ooh!

I like her dances
I like watching her the dancer
Oh, oh

© Ismael Mansoor

Fear would not be with love…

It is wonderful to lead your people,
Out of fear, out of sadness, out of rage,
But I don’t think you will get a reward if,
You feed your people with your fire-anger,
Because at the end you will lose your love,
That you would bring a meaningless to them,
History has shown us if we
Feed fear would not be able to win love,
O you know that I mean about to say,
That if you continue to play fire with
Fear would let a demon fuel your anger,
Until you finally open your eyes
That you have lost to love and to peace-will

© Ismael Mansoor

My thoughts of digging deep

The Miracle One is with my soul,
As my soul with my body-
A vehicle needs a driver to embody,
To be as non-foul.

I swim in the pool of Miracle,
Imaging what is sense to be
An oracle.
To be as oracle is to be-
An oracle seems as sane
Oh, it is just me
Imaging what is sense to be
The oracle.

The thoughts to the Miracle
A gift to the body
For breathing the miraculous air
For free, no price to pay
But must pay the price
To every light/dark action–
Pay attention to your will.

©Ismael Mansoor

Such life may repeat

Life hood memories may surprise
The deep side of the hidden
Will show the truth

Looking at history’s story
Wondered over ever-strange
Fate it will always be so

And when find who is believing a lot
Feelings come stronger
Thinking of felt, inspiring

A felt that again repeats,
What was in the history that stories
And now stores in the scrambled book

But time seems strange things,
The world seeks its changes
While making up a new history

The story of history seems like repeats
Of metaphors falling on Earth’s
When thinking of Earth, it circles

Circle, circle, circle
Even if it’s not the same
Put the repeat on, give it chances

Because today seeing through tomorrow
Always understand the past of the tense
The present is coming to make tense realise

Circle, circle, circle
Circle for life till it is over
Till the struggle is ending till feel its truth

The steel of lies and rubbishes they will be in the bin
Inside the bin, they will fight each other
That’s leading them to the realisation

Defeat the repeat once and for all
Holy will set the Earth free from the rubbish
And the Earth will embrace Holy’s sacred

History’s chain will spread stories,
Break the chain from all the worries
Ready to take peace onto its histories

Love one another, inside they are victorious
Love them equal, inside they are generous
So can say, it’s time for miraculous

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Words of Love’s Imagination

Once a time when I wrote this book,
I was desperate to love a woman,
Or I was longing for her to love me,
So I went out too far to imagine,
And then words expressed out of me,
But this book I wrote was second-language,
Yes, second English language.

Perhaps you would find those words in this book,
Too much love words, and too much unknown,
Might ye to thine thoughts, is he understand his first book?
The way he wrote was like how he writes in an unknown,


But I was desperate to love a woman,
Or I was longing for her to love me,
So I went out too far to imagine,
And then words expressed out of me,

As if I asked myself, how come I wrote too much love?
Well, my heart expressed out of it to remind me,
That those words were mine, longing love in the heart
Out to love someone all dear to the soul!

© Ismael Mansoor

BE IT

So be it.

What?

You think you can control me.

I want you to open your mind.

How can you open my mind
If it won’t heal me?

Know your dark side,
And resist not.
If you resist, your dark side
Unlock your weakness.

What?

Don’t resist your dark side.
If you don’t resist, you will be able to beat it,
Like if you feel your boiling anger,
Only the way to cool your boiling anger,
Is to feel it through with no reactions.
Do you understand me?
The role of anger to cease is to let it be,
With no reactions

No reactions?

No reactions will save your thinking,
For not resisting it, let alone be it,
Because if you let your boiling anger
Evaporates all out, without your reactions,
The Miracle from the sky will smile upon you.

©️ Ismael Mansoor