compassion
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Buzzzzzz!!! Buzzzzzzzz!!! Where is that sneaky stinger?
(as he swats away at his imaginary insect)
Hopping from the bus he trots through puddles,
Rain boots squeaking on the concrete.
He watches small friend groups huddle
Together when they meet.
MAGIC CARPET RIDE
Come hear my heart
Let the sound take you away
Feel the melted kiss from yesterday....
Like a floating feather
On a magic carpet ride
Together
Let's cleanse our inner self from cobwebs of greed n envy
Let's decorate our persona with modesty n generosity
Let's make rangoli of care, empathy n kindness
Let's outshine the darkness of suffering n oppression
IN MY DREAM
The clothes hanging on my line
Are not mine
Where have I been
Lost again
In my dream
A floating stream
None of the things belong to me
Not that I can see
i was raised to believe that God is in church
lately I think that is the last place he would be
Click, click, click
time stood as rare as a heart beat,
"shes flatlined",
panic filled the room like an elpephant,
I was bare.
Mourning rose as the sun,
To be or not to be
I often struggle with curiosity
It’s the downfall to what I’m supposed to be
I look for confirmation, someone to guide me
Beady black eyes stare at the egg
Dark-feathered wings ruffle in anticipation
The tree is silent
And the nest is cold.
But the crow will wait.
An untamable spirit, fierce, full of love.
As dangerous as a hurricane, more calming than a dove.
Some claim she’s a warrior, retaining belligerence.
May my compassion for each and every being I meet be limitless and sincere
May my wisdom transcend all defilements and confusion
Buddha is my true nature, may I always be mindful of this
Twinkling in the corner of my eyes
Shining past leaves of the trees I pass by
She warms me
Revealing the blinds she is always there
Smiling compassionately with such empathy
The United States is a free country.
People come to it for a better life.
Each immigrant comes with a family.
A husband settles in it with his wife.
Unlike illegals, he does not break laws.
There's mystery in the depths of the sea.
She is like a second home to me;
It's a place where I want to see miracles and breathe tranquility.
She is the most beautiful of all existence.
To the one who showed me compassion while he worked endless nights
You gave me air to breathe and a heart to beat
continuously
A single flame that burns inside you
It's passion and compassion that lights your way
One single flame can help guide you
Once my friend’s mom made me a lunch
Never had I ever felt so very touched
Simple gestures go such a long way
Especially when it’s by such surprise
Smiling and carrying it proud
Dear You, I'm Sorry.
Based on A True Story.
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You were my heart's desire yesterday, and today as wellYou were my need yesterday, and today as well
Creatures.
Some are our pets
Who do deserve our love.
Adopt them to demonstrate that.
Creatures.
It's the way we hold hands
In the face of adversity.
When you tell me your
Not satisfied.
When you remember my
mothers birthday.
Through ups and downs
we continue to work together
through ups and downs
we continue to make jokes
through ups and downs
we continue to listen
but most importantly
Love.
Contains compassion,
Shows you care.
In times of need,
You’ll be there.
It needs to have trust,
To be relied on.
The thought that counts
I hold this dear
Regardless the gift
The intent is clear
Loving someone, has no price
It's unconditional
The thought that counts
I hold this dear
Regardless the gift
The intent is clear
Loving someone, has no price
Its unconditional
Because I love you
I relinquish my heart's repel
I succumb to your tenderness
my mind under your spell
Because I love you
my heart once ice, now is fire
once mummified, now released
I dunno if this happens to anyone elseMaybe it's the thing that makes my feelings hard to developOr to care or to act out in the air,But the funny thing is in irlthere are people who don't think about the same strife.
Once upon a time. . .
There lived a princess called snow white.Her skin as pale as snow.Her hair of ebony glow.Her lips as red as blood.Yet her beauty was still shunned.
A night in the city
T'was when the story began,
After a young girl sought
To buy her mother a fan.
The night was shining,
Though with limited light,
And could still clearly see
She is a land mass like no other,
She is the Nation of Power,
She embraced this misfit foreigner,
Like a caring Mother She molded me...
molded me to pursue The American Dream.
Shout for joy to the Lord, and worship gladly;Come before Him with joyful songs, asserted grandly;We belong to Him, He made us, pasture of the majesty;Enter his gates with thanksgiving, fervent and radically.
Gentrification gettin’ into this nation;Historically segregation, Killin’ kids, lit in flames and;Rioting makes it hasten, and racists make the hatred;It’s wicked and dangerous, we livin’ in hades;
gentleness does not come easy to me.tendernessnever sprung spontaneouslyinto my wildfire soul.
The winter rain at a driving pelt
Did batter the city park
And on a bench sat a city beggar
Far past the hour of dark
He sat and with a mighty shiver
Groaned deep from the outer cold
The animal was suffering cruel conditionsYou may ask yourself whyThe answer lay on monetary commissions The reason thousands of animals die.
If I was on a stranded on an island,
All I’d need would be...
The devotion of my father,
His fatherly impulse to keep me safe never was a bother
Every day, there’s enormous bloodshed,
Terrorists chopping off heads in the Middle East,
Thugs throwing acid in girls schools in Africa,
Drugs, kidnap, and murder in South America,
What if I were stuck on an island,
All alone?
What is one thing I need?
Love.
Love is one thing I need.
I need to feel loved.
Two years ago
This is how I would’ve seen my classmates:
Troublemakers,
Perfectionists,
Geniuses,
Slackers,
My best friends,
This estranged lump of earth
softens underfoot
with thoughts of their compassions
For I was once among them
and knew their truths
Oh that mortal virtue!
To live without contact is to never feel a thing,
To live without humanity is to throw away compassion,
I shall never live without human contact.
I do not crave discrimination, corruption, or demoralization.
When told what you cannot live without
A good Christian should
Tell all about
Their love and desire for God.
For me though that’s not true.
I must have compassion.
I can’t live without it.
All I need a smile, you see?
Not just one but two or three.
From the girl, the mother, the old man next door,
The teacher, the student, the rich and poor,
The first, the second, the third place too,
We were poles apartDestined to come togetherIn the name of God,Love and friendshipWe took the leap of faithSometimes our paths were darkSometimes they were brightWe were co
Who am I?
I fill you with happiness and content.
I can make you smile, laugh, and pray.
I can make you forgive and forget, fall apart and cry.
I will pull you together or rip you to shreds.
How can you tell,
tell them they can't do well?
Why can't they feel accepted anywhere out side of their home?
All this discrimination caused by a single chromosome?
I am a writer I am a musician I am an athlete
I am many nouns
But I am more than nouns
I am tall I am compassionate I am hard to read
I am many adjectives
But I am more than adjectives
Mesmerized by the beauty
Lost in the harmony
She is
Not focused on the problems
But the glory
Nor the sadness
But their story
Not attentive to their faults
Only noticing the shine
Even as a child, I new his super power,
He could light up the tallest buildings, even the Willis tower.
He would take me to the batting cages, and ice cream shops galore,
I fill ye treasure cove wit’ rubies ’n dimes
They be not essences from th' heavens,
Bein’ scratched from stolen times
Go 'head, pry like a slimy oyster,
We all close our eyes, but hers are closed, permanently
We sing of colors, shapes, and sizes; she tries to understand
We are stunned by the array of lights; she doesn't get excited
One white kid in the whole neighborhood
All my friends spoke Spanish but still I knew the truth
That every one of us wants the same exact thing
To find a safe haven and to have a family
Sight, too me
Is one of the most important senses
I'ts what gives all our other senses a subject
Those blind men
Are some i feel truly sorry for
Literal blind men...
You told me life was crazy
Never about the snakes in the grass
You told me they were evil
One bite- I would never last
My dog, mine. My life disrupted, my space invaded.
No! Down! My nerves a wreck.
Come here, you hungry? I love you.
Pee on the floor,hair everywhere, stupid dog.
English is a language far too complex,
Ordinary man or scholar it will perplex.
It seems nothing will translate directly,
Because it cannot be expressed correctly.
Tell me truly:
Is she broken,
Who can put her friends back together?
Is she naive,
Who can see light where there is darkness?
Is she insane
Who cares only for others, never herself?
If you’ve ever loved a boy who is both out of your league and culture
Whatever he meant by that
You would know what it’s like to sit at a dining table in a home
If I should impact the future generation, She will call me “Miyagi,” because that way she knows she has to try, no matter how hard, before she can look to me for help and the help won’t be easy.
I laid with you in a field
A field full of memories
green
This is the field I have run through half naked
Peed on trees
Played loads of games.
But on this night
Vision
granted
taken for granted
or sometimes slanted
vision
it's what is perceived
vision
one cannot give it to me
vision
the blind can "see"
People ask why I'm terrified of snakes, never touching them,
Why I will never be too close to them, so I tell them why.
My heaven awaits for me in the infinite skies. There I can soar where ever, there I can jump from cloud to cloud, and there I can free fall without worries of ever touching the ground. That is my imaginable heaven.
When the world goes dry and the day grows coldyou can't turn to someone to open up your soulLike its when you crythe time flies by
The wall is there
Looming tall and divine.
Built from the bricks of adversity,
Which bake in oven of pressure and worry.
The wall is part of life.
Time progresses faster when we didn't notice
Our legacies we being born but we swear we're focused
Letting bills engulf our hearts like sticks and stones
Call it World War 4 because World War 3 started when we were alone
Vivid imagery flutters my corrupted mind,I close my eyes and fall fast asleep to indulge in this tease,I see what I wish would happen while I was awake,
Friend
Grim figure beside
My Death Bed
I don't fear you, come closer
Why fear the inevitable?
Why fear the fate of every living thing?
I knew my time
Our heart is tainted and our values are infected. We are fools to believe what we see with our eyes.
It doesnt reflect how an indiviual's heart lyes.
Who the heck are you to tell me I’m wrong? How can you be so sure that the song I sing is out of tune?
The woods were encumbering in the sunrise.
My gut wrenched with uncertainty of the buzzing feeling
atop my forehead.
A little green creature rested in the nests of my tousled hair,
When you were alone, I gave you my companionship
When you were tired, I gave you my rest
When you were in pain, I gave you my comfort
When you were lost, I gave you my home
I'd go back in time, save her from down under.
Lift her up, change her views.
I look at her now: scars intact,
blue eyes faded,
hair lackluster,
faith defeated.
Helping people day and night
Helping people left and right
Rain or shine
For Saddness or happy
This is my job, my calling, my happening
Healing the sick or fixing the disabled
Where disease has left the mark of pain,
I can and must wipe out the stain.
Where the need is deep and most profound,
That is where I know I'm bound.
As a doctor trained with special skills,
A Time With Family
All around
So many faces
Among many many friends
First among last
She Became Aflame
Shining under starlight
Creeping among the twilight
Cuts and bruises, scar your heart
Remember When
A time of joy
Shared with care, compassion
You and I share a past
Long and last, yet so new
God teaches us love,
Compassion,
Grace,
Honesty,
Patience,
God shows us love,
That we are all treasures,
That we are worth sacrifices,
That we are all perfect in His eyes,
Carved Just Right
Brilliant among few
Untouchable by many
Unbreakable with endless beauty
My goal in life is not to change my own
but to bring light to another's.
In time of need and suffering, I want to be there.
To put a smile on their face,
to ease what is uneasy... that is my life goal.
When all is lost
And you think it’s over
Don’t forget to look over your shoulder
I will be there
You have a million things crossing your mind.time, money, bills, and schooling.So many things that you have to keep track of.As soon as you lose grip you're losing sight of.
Imagine a world,
Filled with love,
Filled with understanding,
and filled with compassion.
A vessel of beacons
Casting a shier light
Brighter than any
Forecasting the oceans
Wobbled by deception
Revived Among Lost Time
Played among a thin line
Life was pail and blind
Sick with poison
Angel My Angel
Spread far and thin
Across the oceans of time
Land, sea and sky
Hear my rejoicing cry
Empathy is better than sympathy, sympathy is the back bone in "common courtesy".
However, in this 2014 world, humans seem to deny and reject the love each one deserves.
Giving a given gift
Unsolved like a puzzle
A great maze of much
The mystery of time
One with design
Living among prime
Optimistic and bold
Leaving nothing old
Oh My Gosh, I Hate Myself!
I am hideously atrocious.
Why can’t I look like her?
She is gorgeous; a size zero; tall; model-like.
Everyone adores her.
Why can’t I look like her?
Hate is H
C is compassion
I've lived, I've loved, I've learned
Seen the storm of others
While I had all the sunshine
All the hatred spread
When we should focus on caring
Compassion
Coming from a girl who observes
Only to see the suffering of our brothers and sisters,
Maybe some day people will understand that
Pointing out our differences only causes pain.
Homelessness a tragedy,
Travesty, undeniable reality.
Society full of apathy.
Naturally causes casualties,
Nationally.
It’s not communism for caringOr socialism for denying the communismIt’s not liberalism for daringTo defy a state of anti-capitalism
"Who said you can't live forever lied-
Of course, I'll live on, forever I'll, forever I will
Live on.
You can't ever deny my flaws.
I'll live on forever, I'll forever.."
Blinded by the glimmer, the light off-centered, shining on the empty things, objects of suffering, grasping all that glitters, grasping all that glitters, a light which seems to flicker, on and off throughout the night, will you reconsider?
She's broken inside
with nowhere to hide,
yet she has everything in the world.
She's got family and friends
and the spoiling never ends.
But what she wants
is just a connection.
Where is he?
Love has no boundaries. Love is selfless.
Love is scarifice. Love is charity.
The rich in love reach out to the helpless.
The heart of gold grows in maturity.
One finds passion and eternally grows.
The Inner Me.
It's the soul you cannot see.
The pain, the struggles, the beating, and troubles.
I cry out for help.
Suicide thoughts.
No one there to tell me, stop.
I'm am confused at the mind.
Dark hair
Frames her angular face
Protruding cheekbones
Paperwhite skin hiding lacy blue veins
Dark eyes
Follow me around the room
Judging me
Looking at me
Wanting to be me
The still water ripples out
Air rushes against my frigid face
So still, the water, so calm. So unlike
the flight symptoms of running;
Pulsating through my veins.
The story of my life.
And as the universe drifts off to sleep
light is cast upon the back of her eyelids.
Sand-sculpted images of Compassion are illuminated
as slumber pries at the edges of reality
and all sinks down into Dreamland.
You wake up, eat, drive to work, drive home, sleep- repeat.
What is this?
Am I truly happy?
We begin in the womb for a time.
Born and as we grow, the cycle restarts once again.
What is my purpose?
See you are the type of girl who wants everything handed to you
You want diamond rings, foreign cars and clothes made by designers who's names you can't even pronounce
When you are boiling up inside,
It seems impossible to hide.
Your soul begins to light on fire,
Like a forest blaze would transpire.
The hate may break your heart in two,
But in the end it's up to you.
There's a hen outside my window,
No, seriously:
A hen.
Four in fact, 'cause I'm a farmer
In the suburbs. Sound strange?
You bet,
I'm told I'm strange every day.
That's cool.
I'm used to it, but
Though we are different and unique
Two separate cultures and worlds apart,
I fear society’s standards will force you to depart
Sometimes the future with you looks bleak.
You are from the Arabic world and nation
Fat, is just a word
It does not have to be absurd
Fat is just a word
Food is just a thing
Some people like it more than others
He looks at me, like I'm disgusting
That guy on the street
I dreamed I was a monk,
I dreamed I was a man,
I dreamed I was everywhere—
everywhere became what I am.
Hey Lovely, what's your story?
I don't know you, you don't
know me, but when I look into
those brown Eyes, I see that we
share the Same story. Something so
beautiful in the makings, it's gotta be.
As you carry me in your arms
holding my tight and close keeping me away from harm
your smile and your charm
your soft cream skin
hair so thin
it try to escape within the wind
your eyes glazes like a star
Please mister president,
Listen to my plea.
There are fellows like you and me
Living on the street,
They are treated like meat.
When they have hearts and souls
Like you and me,
But it seems to be,
Aphrodite, slightly bouncing on her toes, happily sought to gossip of lovers' woes. "Wanting a bride, a man of grand sum did seek the promised hand of a maiden mild and meek. Through my guidance, her betrothed heart he did please.
She- she is in pain, she is hunched, arched over coming closer I realize tears of agony progressing down her face. So I lay her down and give her adjustments with procession and care. Off she goes happy and in harmony.
Hiding.
Terrified.
Afraid.
Forever.
Their shadows in your dreams,
People began to scream,
Your blood runs cold.
