WORDS ARE POWERFUL

Ye, well, ‘ve thine faith,Oh, it does not require thy past,But it needs thee to have thy good-words,For thy future, like say,I am well instead I am so-so,For words are impactful to our body that listens. © Ismael Mansoor

When?

People sin and our Holy Creator forgives.When will the world stop sin?When will it official stop?Our Holy Creator won’t stop forgiving,Not until the sin is gone. Those were my thoughts, then I wonder. © Ismael Mansoor

Too many thoughts going on

I am going straight forward with you.I want to talk about the colour of skin.So here I go so bear with me.Are whites white in skin colour?Are blacks black in skin colour?What is your colour, human?I am going to ask you, obviously,Is a word white and black a callThe Separation of the unit?Human is like

That abstractness is my thought

Keep your good thoughts.You know how I like magic.All right, keep the magic.Got it trained right on rights.Now, there’s no way to give up. The Miracle Creator in my thoughts,Keep me practising on my behalf,Of the Earth, I know what my words are,Because I just said this comes out of me.Remember the Miracle Creator I

Find Faith in the Heart

Where are we?The Palace of the Holy Heart.What’s the matter?Faith’s there, so we look –And find him?Yes, that’s it.You set course to the –Palace of the Holy Heart.What is the Holy Heart?Everyone knows about it.Not to me.We prepare for the greater good!Is it a while to get to the –Palace of the Holy Heart, yes.What’s

Sin is not being fair

Why, Mr Sinner?Why, why, why?Why did you sin?Why keep sinning? Do you believe you’re imperfect?For more than your perfect?Can you tell me what the sin is?Do you even know what it is? Perhaps difficult? Could it be for self-interest?Vanity, Mr Sinner.Trying desperately to justify existence,That’s part of the vanity. As the Life itself,Although only a

Try, try, and never give up

History attempts to show humankind –Please stop being so unkind.Wake up to your sleeping head,For the world is in the need,Of sharing and love even kind. History says ‘truth’ – heed to your honest.That’s the way to make the world honours,For nature is honoured to the fact,That says like, ‘please behave and respect.’ Inspired by

Thou art in thy hands

He is thinking so deep,Aye, ye ‘ve one light in thee,While he to his best ability,Seeking in the light of his darkness,But thee, therefore, lighten up thyself,More shine throughout it. He is thinking so deep,Aye, peace is in our lungs,But,Will you feel it?For peace is inOur breath! He is thinking so deep,Like how riddance hopes

The circle of breathing

Thou lo at nature, how living greens do those things,And also, how the sky welcome the clouds to do their things, Whereas ye can look at how the soils can provide for us to seed,Aye, I learn something from them, as did History, and still,They know who they are, and know what they are doing,That’s

no one wants but…

No one wants to be sad, but the feeling is there within,So, can thou beat it when thou art alone? Confident with thine heart,Like touch the truth,Then might ye climb out of the sadness,Saying like, I thank you for thy experience now I fly free. © Ismael Mansoor