[ Miracle’s dream art my brain ]

Miracle’s dream art my brain,
That my thoughts inspire my rain.
My miraculous rain imagine my light,
That my body alights the delight

Miracle’s thought dreams my heart,
That my blood is full of reminders
Believe, believe a miraculous art,
That I run to the Miracle Creator

Sweet thought and felt in my hope,
That I’m straight running away to Him,
The Miracle Creator, for I, know His,
Miracle and infinitely Love for all-hope

Maybe my fantasy-imagination,
That my spirit runs away from the dark,
I know that words represent my motion,
So, this makes me lay my things to my light-ark.

Inspired by William Blake
© Ismael Mansoor

Courage always has a plan

I am just not good enough.
I am trying so hard, I really am.

Courage never be discourage.
I know, I know, but it is not easy.
Time to stop being discourage.
It’s so hard to be ice at same time be hot.

Courage always has a plan.
Discourage will always ruin it.
But know the truth it never give up
Courage will always win.

©️ Ismael Mansoor


If they ask me about my love
I would say she is great the great love
But I would go far to say, she is miraculous
She is the love of my life, and I pray LOVE
To with us forever and ever
Let me go to the utopia, the fantasy, everything
Let them hear me out of my thoughts
The truth side why I love her with all my body

©️ Ismael Mansoor

What ye in thine way

If a name Feel tells you to think
Get up, out of your thoughts!
Thee need sweets to light up
Or thou think if I am awesome,
Then act like one that you should
Provoke, I know how it feels
When someone is provoking themselves
To seek out their own nest
Rubbish is shown, everyone opens their eyes
Also, their noses are wide-opening
Then someone points, race!
A word that has more than one meaning
Are dangerous thoughts
Oh thee tell me if all people can understand you
Like give me food, or I will food you, or let’s eat our food
And like, I mean something, but someone else thinks I’m means
What ye in thine way if I ask what is it for you?
Someone would say, riddle, riddle, riddle!

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The works of stars are not limited

I am Star so

Give me a fantasy for the dream
And another fantasy for the reality

Give me a bread for the health
And another bread for the soul

Give me a drink for the cleanse
And another drink for the spirit

Give me a food from the tree
And another food from the plants

Give me an everything for the abundance
And another everything for the Earth

For I am Star!

© Ismael Mansoor

Deep touching

Your love makes me rocket
Like a shooting star
Thine shining world save me
All love to thou

Let I to ye as love passions
Let thee to me as light shine
Let you and I go to the sky
Raise all that we believe

Love shine as we passion
May we stand bright
Like we through the wall
Brighter all our inner world

©️ Ismael Mansoor

What art thou? A citizen

Image by Harut Movsisyan from Pixabay

Hi poet
Thy manner? That’s nice
A poet goes to his words
Creative is what he loves
Pleasure, to make thy poetry
But thou art, not a poet
What art thou? A citizen
Or a person who knew their heart
Well, do ye know my poetry?
If thou do not know what is inside my soul
Ask thy heart if thou shall see to my words
Or ask thy mind if thee trust thyself
Or ask thy soul if ye shall say a gift
Oh, make thyself home, comfortable
Make thyself smile, cheerful
What stops thee if thy happiness says, hi sweetheart
The creative is what makes the mind to think
Thy goodwill, or thy good thought, or thy goodness
Ya, I know it is cliche, but do thou understand
What is in mystery when it ridden?
Oh, ya, ask a poet, they know better than ye
But thou as a citizen is better than nothing
Oh, forgive the provoke

© Ismael Mansoor