Philosopher's Pen

We shine like stars in the dark Beautiful like moon in the night Perfect like love We tell the stories of who we wish to be Show the person in us we really wish to be embraced and loved A million persons in a single body Many faces we wish not to be seen Many colours we wish we never had We fear to decide the wrong thing would define us The darkness in us from which the star shines The fear in us that creates bravery The lost in us tha makes us find a way The weakness in us that pushes us to full strength We hide in a mask that personifies Like layers in an onion Many faces that make face for the world is me Many faces that make me are also my face The faces that scare me build the faces that are loved

No one can compare two hurts just as it is for two hearts The object of injury may be the same but no two pain thresholds are the same Love is all love but love loves differently You cannot compare sorrow Neither can you compare joys  It is crazy to explain and that explains it all A humble heart is the eye of God Provide comfort without using your experience as a mirror Celebrate and quiet your success Live the moment of joy or sorrow for love not pride Love like air loves selflessly

The sun is nice I love the way the day births the night And how the night in its fullness births the next day A perfect life cycle A symphony orchestra that is only possible because I am someone you love Love songs find place in my heart where they are imortalized Making life a romantic fantastacy that begins with happily ever after Fearlessly flying through life  Like birds crushing through the rough winds soaring higher It is beautiful as it is scary But if my wings fail me And I can nolonger fly as high love me more  Hold me when I fall Hold me and breath life into my days Suture my wounded days so they never bleed into dark nights As I too will stand by you Sit with you watching the ocean waves crush into the shore I will hold your hands and make it all that matters Today let us celebrate life It is all that matters Smile with the wind Smile brightly and let out the sun burning inside us No days are better than these as much as better ones will come Let love be true honest and kind

I am just human My want is to breathe air Once more and one more time Once more again Again and again My desire is to dream Dream and live my dream Dream and be a dream I am an entity caught between time and eternity  Confined by opinions on what colour has to do with the mind I am a life tied to a definition by stereotypes  I am a being defined less than human I know it is greed A sense of entitlement that despises If everyone could just be a life If everyone could focus on their dreams If everyone could focus on the life they could live and let mine be If everyone could just step on their own piece of earth proudly And let mine be If everyone could just focus on their contribution to improving the human condition  And let me look at my own But I am just a man Living in a world where people could look at your skin At your  sex And think you less I live in a world where you and me have to fight Where free spirits don't just fit Where democracy is a long way Where the poor have no v

Everytime everything is new Even if you trapped a song in your heart Everytime you listen it is born a new Everyday everyone becomes a new Everyday everything is new A chance to learn a new

Primal instinct indelible in my pesonhood  Philosopher's pen is a dream A dream that never grows old A hope beyond every single breath A light brighter than any darkness  A longing than the need for life A desire to make a change beyond flesh It is a life's work A call beyond a life time Work without which life has no meaning It is everything 

Not everything you want belongs to you Sometimes they were not meant for you in any life Some time dreams are not just dreams Sometimes they are nothing more Love is a whisper of a song bird It passes if you don't hold it in your heart Somethings are meant to last forever Even so, sometimes they can only last so long Who knows what tomorrow brings Maybe I will wake up on the moon And the dreams will have turned to something more Maybe I will rise up on the sun and burn into day light Maybe I will rise to be the sunlight Who knows Whatever you want could have always been yours 

Time passes like the wind Legacies built one stone at a time Piece after piece Deliberately or not by little habits 

Things I have I have grown to be Things I loose I have not grown be I am yet becoming All the same grief is a natural process A lesson from the giver Life is beautiful when we are given and when it is taken It's joys and pleasures have a meaning  Life is beautiful the way it is