A Different Heart On the Phone

He woke up still dozing

bothered about the results of life's realities, yet less desirous of them

He had been battered and wounded, 

So much of himself he now despised

He needed to get back on track 

so he put up a call to the lady invisible

not for love or gain, 

just a desire to live his life to the fullest, 

requesting for support

Then the voice of the stranger brought him to consciousness

He realized it was just more than a phone call for help

She was different right from the first giggle

She was real right from her decision to be of help

If she was customer service,

that would have been an excuse

but she was just a little stranger

on the other end of the phone

Daily exchange of messages lasted for just about a week

But that must definitely had been his best maybe in years

However, it did change one thing in his heart;

No matter how long or how far,

There is still a kind and beautiful heart, smiling a pray'r away

Love Reborn

Love is like a seed

Needs to be buried and unseen

Then it dies and begins to sprout

Love blossoms out of the mud to come alive

Love is like a flower

Buds and creates its form

Then it glows and blows

Refreshes with its flow

Love is like a fruit

First of all bitter and un-edible

Needs time to ripen and then enliven

Mostly taken for grated and left to rot

But deep inside the fruit is another seed

Waiting for a new love to be borne.

Dear Turkey

Dear Turkey,

To nature your land did quake
But in God, your lives will remain

To pain your children did mourn
But to gain, your country will rejoice

To earth, your souls did give up while swallowed
But to eternity the lost souls, crowns will inherit

Oh Turkey,

It was indeed an earthquake
we must never allow it to turn to a "heartquake"

The Dawn of "The Don"

Good morning the sun
thank you for your threads
hello thou sky
I rejoice at your stretch

Good day my heart
you did beat to the breeze
welcome today
there is so much to do and say