The endless truth within one’s soul

Her words welcome the light;
She sticks to the non-sick of right.

She is a woman who studies life,
Of the truth that only comforts,
She so clear, like the pure water,
Due to her figure of heaven –

Her words welcome the light;
She sticks to the non-sick of right.

Describable and explanation,
Lays in her back of mind –
It could say this’s her subconscious;
Clear abstract to her imaginations.

Her words welcome the light;
She sticks to the non-sick of right.

What does life give her in
The hope and miracle?
Where is the news? She will figure
Miraculous words and truth.

She reads the Ten Commandments to face the truth,

The Ten Commandments forbid sins.
How could one follow this when one is sinning –
Is one not being educated nor being taught?
The endless truth within one’s soul that one knew –
When you see the lava, one knew one could not touch it.

Inspired by Hafez (The nightingales are drunk)
© Ismael Mansoor

What an interesting…

At the castle, in the Cloud where it is invisibly floating above lands and seas. An angel comes out of it, and he said to himself, “What an interesting day for me. My job to the safety must bring peace to this world. I believe a miracle future is to come one day to surprise Earth, will time to light her up to the miracle.” He starts to feel relaxed, “While the sun still shines a light, my job will be to the miraculous safety.”

Inspired by Final Fantasy IX
Written by 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

A very powerful tool that enhances our creativity

The arts of the Visualiser, the son of Fantasy, the prince in Universe.
The creativeness of creativenesses imaged the Visualiser; all is creativity.
What art has a visualiser of all his visualisation which he sensed his imagination?
One question has answered, and another answer has questioned:
All questions are full of questioning: a visualiser must know an answer.

Inspired by King Solomon
Written by Ismael Mansoor

Come first before…

TV’s screen shows President, standing himself in front of the crowd, and he said to them, “Let me tell you the truth about our Earth.”
And the crowd roars like, “Yeah, yeah.”
“Our Earth isn’t satisfied with our things. Her beauty cries to the heaven for its beauty love.”
Suddenly the crowd is quiet.
“Orders from President! Help Earth, focus all our kind hearts on this planet.”
No one is making any sound from the crowd.
“I’ll make the first change,” calmed President. “I’ll change the way we live because if we want to save the future of our children, we have to help Earth. Because if we help Earth, she will help us. Believe me that the Earth will help us if we help her with our kind hearts.”
The crowd is extreme quieter.
“We have to save Earth,” determined President. “Believe me that I will let Earth comes first before us.”
The crowd starts to sound uncomfortable.
“Oh, my final act will richen this nation, and I will ensure that we treat each other like a kind heart because if you don’t, I will send you to a certain place like rehabilitation that will determine your behaviour to be an earth person, that’s the end of it.”

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

Surreal sonnet

To subjects, love has given a self-loving feel.
O, sure love is, the lovers of self-loving
To the shown where love is hidden
Or to be shown where love is invisible.
To this loving wonder of self-wondering;
That might love what self-loving could feel.
At first in character of lover is doing love,
Show self-wondering love in some impossibility,
Even love burning beyond an imagination,
That mystery imaging with love strange,
The never-giving-up of a lover!
Loving for loving too, love for love to loving
The never-giving-up of self-loving!
So how are our loves going?

Inspired by William Shakespeare
©️ 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

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

A dream’s prophetic

A dream’s prophetic

From the old age to the future of peace
The old war will reduce by time to time,
That at the end he will win for all peace,
But to that happen he will be merciful,
With the help of the Miracle Maker
Because of his kindness that cheers his heart
So the old age to the future of peace,
Will destroy the war for once
And all to them forever and ever,
So here my head said to me my spirit,
Is that one day the Miracle Maker
Will come to face every one of the Earth,
With His Love, Mercy, and forever Peace,
So never try to doubt of the Great Peace!

©️ Ismael Mansoor