The first thing I would like to say thank you to those people that follow my blog called My Deaf Mind. Because of you people that give me the courage and self-will to continue writing.

The remembrance said to me, “People who follow your writing even if your family and friends who some hide in the back and read your words and said, whoa, he is fantastically improving every day, oh, salute his words and his fantasy. Oh, such a grace, and such an imagination.”

I read what inside me, and I don’t know what it is, but feelings, yes, emotions. Hmm, I would have thought if people who follow My Deaf Mind have wondered, what was he thinking? Or what was happening in his inner world? Or such a lovely word, looking forward to more of his.

When I am by my words, riddle, it is, but hence, wait and patient, for it is this engrained heart that I sing with no reason, but a purpose, from my soul. People who follow My Deaf Mind will understand why this engrained heart, but if you are new to my words, I welcome you to my mysterious thoughts, and perhaps one day you would say, I see what you mean.

May my blog flourish like a nature that comes from the soul.

© Ismael Mansoor

The Hard Touch Of Reality

Cease your selfishness
Restore your kindness
The world will witness
Give up your darkness

© Ismael Mansoor

The Reflecting Self Of Thine Presence

The present waits before us,
Like it sets us free of our choice,
But it looks at us I am present,
Yet why ye lo far back in the past or the future?
It is okay to lo at them for thine memory and passion,
But lo at me, I am what that presents me
But Hope looks at me I am worth it of waiting for the coming,
Smile, brave, and journey of what I look forward to this day,
To every moment of my lifetime

© Ismael Mansoor


Internally Dying

Choking sensation
Lungs suffocation
Spirit decompose
Knife interpose
Stabbing the enthusiasm
When talking doesn’t help
Let’s pour the emotions into a work of art
Exposing the fixed mental ‘There-is-no-cure-for-indestructible-anxiety-virus’ attitude

© Megan Holmes

Image by Piyapong Saydaung from Pixabay

Hear all the prayers…

The Lord of the Worlds, our Holy Creator,
Hear all the prayers from the Earth,
We have kept waiting for Thee.
Thy animals, Thy life-creation,
They also wait for the Promised Land,
But I assume, so Thee must return,
Said a living being of the Earth.

© Ismael Mansoor

We are not alone…

He says, fights for the Earth,
Every living being trying to dominate,
Even outside the sky, they are there
For we are not alone
But thee, well, stop looking down
On the ground, too much
They were there for a second
And gone like phenomenal
Well, our eyes can’t see beyond the sky

© Ismael Mansoor

Too many to describe…

I have so many personifications
To tell thee of Definition
But bear me of my own understanding
Said Explanation to me,
But thee walketh towards me,
Sayest like, offer it to me
So that the whole world may be,
Well, a host of hope, such well
The pause comes to mind, pause

© Ismael Mansoor

The Day Of The Miracle

The day comes to a day of Repentance,
Saying like, we have forsaken Nature,
But hence, let us return to Nurture,
That every human shall visit Remembrance.

Oh dear, the Miracle Creator, the Lord of Ours,
Aye, the Lord of the Worlds, yet the King of all the Kings,
And also, the Queen of all the Queens,
Such rule both Masculinity and Femininity!

© Ismael Mansoor

Wake Up And See

I want to tell you everything where life came from,
But nature won’t let me, so I shall pass it to you,
To feel, to see, oh, light so lovely, only can she hear me
But nature let me tell you of words,
A life began, shall it be an end one day,
And thou art sleeping, shall you be an awake one day!

© Ismael Mansoor

Image by Bessi from Pixabay

A Collaborative Poem – The Mind Between Reality & Beyond

The present is what we have known, is what we’ve learned that led us beyond. 
The reality is believing the faith given by beyond words were foretold.
The system created somewhat of a strategic plan that persevered throughout the globe. 
The weakens follow, feeble believed, cowards obeyed. 

The reality shows the eyes to what it has offers to all,
And beyond it, they offer all of the faith, yet it requires one to open oneself,
But the hypocrite smiled, the mislead knew it secretly, and the feeble, 
They were the ones who believed in not themselves, but the mind needed to be teaching.

Seeing is believing to some, 
See in Reality is true to most
We can’t give decisions on Beyond,
We live for what’s given,
And what’s taught 
Beyond keeps going, whether or not there have been changes. 
It still goes on. 
Change now or change later
Fight now or fight never
Barriers broke, new Beyond 
Reality changed, different Beyond

Such is the mind that has waited for us to see,
Oh, you prefer seeing, so you may believe,
But one sees inside all out towards,
One sees not with eyes alone, but one sees 
With all one body as the whole eye
For every beyond needs the Seer within
And while every reality needs the mind to see it through 
But well 

Unlike reality, there is vivid
Unlike craziness but assuming timid 
Feelings that rush wild and exciting
Interpret that emotion captured as a memory 
Is it Beyond? Is it a message? Was it foretold? 
Who’s feelings, who’s emotions and who’s memories? 
Will it change Beyond? Will it make Reality? 
If delivering is the purpose, then Beyond and Reality will have to mould

Well, well, it is the mind between reality and beyond,
But how you and I sit together, to talk about it,
Like how our mind could not see Beyond the sky,
Or could we see Reality beyond the Solar System,
Only such a technology can do those things to the believing eyes.

© Ismael Mansoor & Llewellyn McDonald

Image by Karin Henseler from Pixabay