Hard To Say But…

“Good grief” said the delay. “How well are you holding up?”
“Well,” said the struggling mind, “Hard to say but like a whirlpool,”
“That too many words mixed goes in, well, they are not tidying properly, well, yup,”
And the delay said, “But how well are your whirlpools not pool well-pool?”
“Well, good grief,” sighed the struggling mind, “But I must pool a ball outstandingly.”

© Ismael Mansoor

Once will always be?

“If I tell thou about me,” said Life,
“will ye have peace with the secret,
seal thine mouth for me?”

“Yeah,” said Gossiper,
“I will keep thine words,
and zip my mouth for thou.”

“But never believe Gossiper,
for they never keep their words,
for once gossip, will always be gossip!”

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The wording in apprehension

What a day, said the simple, what a night,
How well in ye of thine life?
And the tiny simple said, how well in ye?
The form to the core said the riddle,
What such work to such noble in thine reason,
How to ignore art thou, aw, look at the poverty,
Those are such a day, such a night, such daily!
But thee see that our Holy Creator is both Day Night,
How express is me that scripts the words of my mind,
Saying like, how much work to everything,
Like the sweats must come out of ourselves,
Then thee see me to words, the wording in apprehension.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Opening into the Woods

I am inspiring to ye,
I am inspiring to ye,
Thee, thou, and you,
Are not a damn in the heart,
But in the smart,
For all have done, heard or seen,
All have said, every word, every sentence,
Everything the system,
Then they will inspire you,
And all must accept it.
Oh, sweet, how well art thee
Who is not perfect-peaceful mind?
The Earth has shown how she inspires ye,
But we have gone too much creative,
Like a state of believable mind
“We are doing our jobs the best we can give,”
Then the Earth asks, why did thou not help me?
I was and am thine inspiration,
But thee feel me not, for my heart feels thine feet,
With my opening, understanding
According to the Soul,
But I need thee to inspire me, help all that is beautiful,
But your mind thinks differently, not like me who gives you,
Food and drinks, even other things
But I am going to say as my representation of the Earth,
I shall warn the climates and the elements to prepare
What’s come to be done, and it must be done,
For what’s come to go around
So why do ye eat our animals?
I know thee art hungry like me hungry absorbing the Sun,
But would ye like to eat grass?
No? Aw, why not?
I am not thine craziness, says the Earth,
But if ye make me, I shall warn those support me to be prepared!

©️ Ismael Mansoor

What is it?

Honourable Trader, the father of Business.
I am feeling like sunny, too happy to see you.

Trader looks disappointed.

Why you came to me?
It is I, who under oath, to fulfil
My son’s fulfilment.
Sorry, you came at the wrong time.

Why honourable Trader who under oath,
Must fulfil your son’s, Business?
Your people honour you as I do honour you;
We wondered what happened to you?

What else can you tell more of my son?

I am not here to fight.


I am not willing to negotiate with you,
But I know your private work, and your
Work for your son, Business.
However, I’m not negotiating with you but,
I want to hire you.

Trader is silent.

If I hire you, you invoice me,
And I will pay it fully with
No problem.

Trader is still silent.

If your answer is no,
I will not bother you any further.

Trader looks at Success like, yeah so?

My son told me if I see you,
I must show no fear.

Oh, okay.

I accepted to be hired by you,
But one condition?

What is it?

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Shall We?

The provoke said, “Why are you here?”
The chuckle, “Ye knew not the whole time.”
“Well,” said the man of hope not false,
“I want ye to see me how the reality defines,
Then ye will not provoke me,
Neither I to ye.”
But the provoke chuckles, “Either way I to ye,
I shall provoke ye if the patient is not in ye,
But if thou thorn the impatience, well done!
For the Lord, our Creator is the Patience,
Then only we can understand ourselves, truthfully.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The Path To Happiness

  1. The Sadness is a friend to the emotion, and the Sadness said, “I had the whole depression within myself, and I let it not slip away. Well, the world allows me to miseries all that dwells inside me that eats it up all in the universe.”
  2. The Happiness is a rival to the Sadness, said the Sadness alone, “The happier of the world that dwells inside Happiness’ world, but her influence shall not inspire me.”
  3. What are the Sadness’ goals? She is in her own class that dare to defy the Happiness. But the Sadness said in her thoughts, “Please forgive the world its history we all know it is talking about by itself, but I tell you what, I, myself, the Sadness, shall not fail thine emotion.”
  4. “I will give them titles of the great depression,” said the Sadness, “those who dwell me into their emotion, and cry unto me, saying, it is depression at dislikes me being happier, for it is hard to find what is in their heart that lost to themselves.”
  5. The Happiness is a gift to the joyful. But the Sadness said, “In exchange, if the Happiness needs me to change for her sake, thus, shall I ever be felt to dispute, reminder, forever until the One who gives and takes as see fits, but I, myself, the Sadness, shall dance for my uplifting, the uplifting sadness rejoices of my own world, thus, let the riddle be listed a thousand time, even more than million times.”

©️ Ismael Mansoor