Hate To Love
With your tongue filled with sores, your lies spread forth like a bomb.
With your blabbing throat, terror echoes on like a war on my coast.
A promise of an imaginary world, my soul longs on like a rod.
You pierce my piece with your irregular lines, yet i made it a stanza of rhythmic lines.
I saw your fingerprints, but i felt it's just an imprints.
I raised a glass to make a toast, you burnt my hands to coast.
You knew my purpose and ruined it by your action, i thought you wanted to propose and got lured in by my emotion.
You said it was my fault and I'm too blame, but i knew it wqs your plot and i got the flame.
You claimed to give your all, but i also gave my shawl.
You claimed i tore your heart to pieces, but you also sore my muse and ruined my poetries.
You concluded I'm a bad omen to your feeling, but you ruined my life and lost my sexual healing.
A time to reshuffle, a moment to end this puzzle,
You mishandled all, never wish for it to be rekindled at all.
An end must come, a new beginning must turn.
To have a world my own, and shun the lord of your harsh tone.
To hate you, in order to love me.
And to lose you, for every reason to have me.
TEE-THOMAS (Fearless Lines)
Faith is easily built in the midst of victories and new possibilities, nothing is as cold as a life filled with no miracles.
The conscience of a conscious man is not settled anytime he does an injustice to a fellow man, but it is normal to habitual evil perpetrator.
The innocence of every man is reflected in his inability to do evil or accept evil as a way of life around people who sees such as a norm, evil is reflected not only by how we define it or how affected we are to it but also by our response to those who invoke it around us.
Goodness gravitates towards everyone for no one is destined only for a life of no miracles, but in the same vein goodness may also flee if not braced by proper support.
Sometimes its the truth you've been trying not to face, or the truth that will change your life. Sometimes its the truth that's a long time coming, or the truth you prayed would never see the light of day. Some truth may not be heard the way we hoped they would, but they linger long after they've been said. But the kind of truth i'm most thankful for... the one you never see coming that falls right into your lap.
The more a believer deals with the devil, the more he will come to the true purpose of his life.
The readiness of every man to success is not by the positivity the word carries, but the pressure life has soaked you into.
Nothing slows down the pace of a Man's destiny than living a life filled with no support but one's sweat alone.
As buttons are directly in opposite to the designed holes of a shirt, and yet humans generally mix it up. So also i realized that it is mandatory to have a brain in a man's skull without a proper usage of it, as knowledge is not a reflection of what we've mastered but the usage of what we've acquired.
The world has grown to the peak where it has no reward anymore for HARDWORK. If you believe your sweat is the solution to everything, your story will be like a man who feeds of yeast everyday with no clearer vision.
Until a man witnesses a scene of death, he will never know what it means to be featured in the movie of life. And until he's so close to death himself, he will never know what it takes to survive.
Nothing is so synonymous to being a failure in life than living an unfulfilled destiny on earth.
Dormancy is not a state of being inactive, but a state of being conscious but unconsciously having no impact.
Do not expect to feed your mouth when you do not plough the ground, harvest hour will never precede the sowing era, there can never be a pay day in the absence of work day.
Time is never enough for those that are up and running, but infinte to those without purpose.