Likewise

Beneath
A word is something to think about what’s necessary,
But thee think, a little bit of what can save us,

Whoa
Wait, wait a bit. I need my eyes staying by both of you,
Because I need to understand where it begins and where to end it.

Riddle
I love you because you found me, but you also love me because I found myself.
Beneath, it is understandable for Whoa to be stable with the world,
But we are not in it, but with the world that we can see what’s inside,
But the law won’t let us in, or else I will make more riddles.

Beneath
Then everything else is neath, and everything around it is beneath, 
And what’s above is neath, but what’s below is beneath,
But I know myself what is and what is not, for I am not your mind.

Riddle
I speak out of mind, yet they act upon the frozen, but I melt their ices,
And suddenly they come out of the fire, but I quickly water their lavas.
For one who can turn lava into water, they can swift to cool down the heat,
But the one who can turn the world into silent he can swift to break the silent,
The law must be abided by, but it can bid, yet it demands the order of the system.

Whoa
Whoa, whoa, water the lava? Such a power, but silence the world? Like a god.

Beneath
But there are no gods except Him.

Whoa
Wait, back to the order of the system, what do you mean, Riddle?

Riddle
The first and the last,
The first, it was Him that begins the course of our fates,
And the last, it shall be Him that ends the course of the death.

Whoa
You are making more riddles.

Beneath
The first it is Him that is remaining Life,
And the last, if every single one give up the living faith,
Everything will die, He will be only Life.

Whoa
Not you too but enough with this of my staying too long.
Too long Riddle, and goodwill Beneath

Riddle
Well, start with the building block of all your wholeness.

Whoa
Likewise.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Out of control

Dialogue style

You are quiet.
What if I say you are noisy.
You are rude.
I also think that you are rude.
What?
What?
Well, man, why don’t you shut your mouth?
Wow, you are so out of control.
Why do you think I am out of control?
Leave it.
What do you think I am out of control?
You told me to shut my mouth.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

What is it about? Riddle? Oh, right

Mmm, mm, I tell you what I need to listen
I don’t care what you think about me
I want you to listen to me and say I listen
We listen to ourselves, not just myself
I will brave saying if I don’t listen
What was I thinking? This question
Keeps popping, popping, and then somebody
Come and smile and say, what’s wrong with you
Man, woman, everyone, whoever can, even out in the sky
You, ye, thee, thou, then somebody says, Old English?
Who doth thou think if thee oath the lie for ye?
Go to set up for thyself, and then they will see how thee profit,
Everyone wants something, so do somebody who feels the same.
Profit, profit, profit, but I tell thee what I need to listen,
That we listen to ourselves, not just myself

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Magical Deaf World

I look at my horizon,
My Deaf Mind is on the amazon,
Of a magical river- I see the Fantasy,
Is singing to me as the wind;
I don’t hear the wind by the sounds of my mind,
But by the imagination of my tasty-
I will hold a magical staff, embrace it from my magic,
A magic of mine, is a state of confusion,
But within it, the light is waiting for me
To brighten up, brightening all the horizons,
So that the Hearing World may hear the roar rising,
Of Deaf World- Time to show what is the Awareness,
And time to reveal that Deaf people is like Hearing people;
Not all of Hearing people are clever, not all of them are dumb.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

[ Oh, ye must not give up ]

Oh, ye must not give up
For thee have hope and honour
Humble the Wiser, and praise the Song
With thy heart, thy love, and thy joy
Give up all thy habits that trouble thine addiction
Thee, thou, and ye, aye, all of you must deserve
The goodness, the rejoicing, and the just-smile-forever
Hope, thee must, patience, and faith for long it lasts
Thee art a hope, as everyone else, but thou must work
With thy clean hands, clean thoughts, and clean-life
Oh, thee, thou, and ye, aye, all of you must not give up

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Be fair to thyself as thou could

Thy love shall blossom all over thy family
But thee must love thy time when thou art alone
Even if thou art in a room, or in a garden, whether if
They are small, tiny, or big, huge, whatever size it is
Thy aloneness needs thee more than ye ever know
Oh, thy love for others art such special and indescribable
But thy love for thyself art also special and indescribable
Be fair to thyself as thou could fair to thy family and others

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Like the peeling of an onion

For the Miracle knows the way of the goodness:
The way the Miracle uplift the goodwill.
Therefore the peace shall stand in the judgment,
That the peace in the understanding’s right
The peace is so: is like the kind which drives to calm.
And shall be like understanding by the wisdom,
That bring the peace to the Great Miracle –
His Peace shall drive the go to Miracle,
So one day the wicked will away like gone –
For anything is possible, any,
Delight is in the heart of the spirit;
Blessed will the man that follows the understanding.