We are one human

Life or death

Life goes, and he does his things, is what Lifelike,
But Death records all Life’s accords.
Oh, how could ye live forever?
If He, our Holy Creator let ye live forever,
Here I will come to thou and sayth,
Teach it to me so that I may learn, good luck,
The world has all the records inside their soils.
So, how could we all know the past of our fore-families,
But rest assured, the alight of all these things,
Should we make ourselves successors or the Earth’s saviours?
Up to us, or the sheep waits for their Lord to not slaughter them.
Suppose Life protects himself from Death,
But how Life protects thee if ye try to destroy him?
I think Death said like, I will destroy that they try to destroy you.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Earth’s art

The sky welcomes the sun.
The sun is a delight to light.
The colourful-warm.

The sea says, hi sky.
For sun evaporates sea,
Call clouds to gather.

The fields of flowers,
Absorb the heat from sky-sun,
Thank you for your kindness.

© Ismael Mansoor

Every Star is Different

Every star is different, or I thought so
Ye save thyself for thy body
Thou want milk, but I want water
Thee want the blood to eat to fill thy stomach
But one day shall I eat only fruits and vegetables
For He who created Life and Death with their duties
Life is to give life, and Death awaits for those lives
We pay the price that one day one will die for that cause
The price to take a life other life must die one day
Every planet pays the price to orbit around the sun
Or so I thought, or so thine thoughts, or so our life
Such a riddle to speak for the cause that is paradoxes
Ye threw thy stone but not thy body, so now sample
It is the fantasy that dreams upon my head

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A Song In My Head

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay

Let me sing song for you,
So now this is your song.

You can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for you with His Miracle’s Tone
Because you know that there’s no harm to ask
Put it in your heart, I want you to feel
Alight? You ready? Yes, let’s get ready

I know that the world is full of sinners
Or that the world isn’t full of non-sinners
Or that the world is unpredictable
The days to the nights then back to the days
So that Man could one day sing for peace’s songs

Let Man sing song for peace,
So this will be Man’s song.

He can ask the Miracle Creator
To sing for peace with His Miracle’s Tone
Because he knows that there’s no harm to ask
He knows that the world is full of sinners
He knows that the world is unpredictable

Alight, he sings, alight, alight, alight
As the world could feel his heartbeat for peace
To say hi not goodbye and to say, amen
For knowing that the world isn’t full perfect
So he let himself singing for peace’s songs

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Present Will Wake

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Hope stands a firm body
She said, Present will set me free
But they said, Past will interfere
Hope prays, and they quieten
She said, I believe I was told
The tale of Sin’s journey
And other sins of the tales
And yet repetition’s more sinful tales
And the tales of long-ago
And the tales of no-time-at-all
Till Present rise and Past fell
Ensure Future to shine
The time of our Holy Creator
But they said, Past will catch up
Hope smiles and braves
Present will wake to find itself
In the time of opening space

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Circle of life

Image by Gordon Johnson from Pixabay

Ye made animals which thoughts my mind
Are they the foods for my kind and other kinds who eat?
What their purposes to live on the Earth and more what
Ye made those things to live but die
Such a strange to me that thought it of what more there is
Oh such a figure to a man that wonders like why
Ye made those living things to die
O no such a man or woman prolong their life
But they could if their soul is well like the milky way
Ye made what holds and more of life

©️ Ismael Mansoor

FEeling lots of love

Image by Виктория Бородинова from Pixabay

Lily calls Dove, Dove, Dove, and Dove
Oh such beautiful, Dove flies down to Lily
Yes, Lily is magic, the magic of kindness
Dove chants, the song of bird’s love, bird’s love!

Miracle heard, Dove, Dove, Dove, and Dove
Miracle heard Lily’s, Dove, Dove, and Dove
Miracle, magic, draws, Lily to Miracle
Oh dear, Lily, is an oath of kindness, to oneself
Oh dear, does Lily know that she is kind to herself?
Must she know otherwise Miracle blossoms her seed
What is her seed? The love reminds, love, one of kindness

© Ismael Mansoor

Resembling Nature

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

FLOWER. How doth thou like my scent? 
HOLY. Sacred and pleasure 
FLOWER. What about you? How doth thou like 
RESEMBLE. Thine scent is not one but many 
HOLY. The goodwill that ye resemble the flower 
DUTY. I have summoned Bee to be with thee 
FLOWER. Bee, Bee, I cannot wait to see 
DUTY. Here he is, goodwill, let me leave 
BEE. Flower, thy perfume tempts me 
FLOWER. Bee, Bee, enjoy my pollination 
And when ye are done, share it with other flowers

©️ Ismael Mansoor