Nala Poem by Ismael Mansoor

I had a dog with a name
She was often on my mind
Often do, often am
Thinking about how I could help with my dog
She was pure yeah that was what on my mind
Before I didn't know what to do with my dog
All-purpose flaw, I was dull
I was ignoring her, and those feelings
Break me
Because she always looked at me
Gave me all her love
I got low when that love rolls to me
Drop my creative pot would remind me
Of try doing better
I was like useless in that creativity
But was I not good enough to try for my dog?
Because she couldn't give up so easily
I was just pretending
How those gold loving digging without a single pot to put in?
Because my pockets are full of reminder
And my heart are full of remembering
I'm no longer turning ignorance

I didn't do much for my dog
I used to say to her, 'I will do something with you sooner'
But I didn't listen that to myself
Because I wasn't good enough
Tough though

My dog stood in the front of me as she ready to give all her love
Waits along with her belief
She was the type I can't resist
I felt she pictures me in her heart like whole being
Sure I don't understand how I was
Or what did I do like a guy who are dull
That was what reflect me, that was real realisation
All I'm trying to switch up old style
I'm bringing my inner's child back
Like full of creativity where I used to love play creatively
I've done tried through struggle and walked back on the same path
Sightseeing the reality that my dog looked at me
And thought, I was ignoring her
But she was the type I can't resist
Because I was wondering how I could do better
All this coming from within ideas
I was wearing slims chance was a try
More like a lifestyle in the interesting form

My dog loves me, but hate my ignorance
Like hate speed limits and the golden rule
Hate my negative who aren't what I was seem
More than anything else, ignorance
This going swallow my whole ignorance

It's water on the evaporate of burning of fire
It would sweep away
Give myself enjoy doing with my dog
She would be happy that I would be no longer useless
Play with her, be creative with her
Play, play, play
That's ok what happened in my past
Because it taught to dare give me solve my ignorance
Promise myself today I'll have a try
To love, to play, to be creative with my pure dog

Take my other side, as just as fair
And having the better doing
Because I think it would be miraculous
Though as far thats the better
She had wore love really lot just the same
And that love equally lay
In me where I would see
Yet knowing how way leads on to play
I shouldn't ever come back to my ignorance for my dog

My dog has a name
Her name was Nala!