A flame inside a frame
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I know its long… please please bare with it…
Take this poem with you you in life
Much love to all
Shoaib
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Constantly stressing me when I think about our past incessantly and how she used to be
The funny thing about finality is that as much as you hope you can’t change what you used to see
Often I think about time’s fragility and the real chances of going back and fixing mistakes
But the one thing I’ve learned is no matter how much you learn your heart still breaks
And I don’t think being burned teaches us anything real except the power of the stakes
I often wonder if love is real, you know the kind that forms endless attachments
Because I’ve latched on before so hard with no guard and just got passion’s scratches
For a second I don’t regret it, but it just leaves me wondering if people are really matches
We are lined up side by side in a tiny box and the smallest of sparks can be so vicious
Or are we a fuse already lit and its only a matter of time before we realize this is all fictitious?
Or maybe we are just bombs harnessed with equal powers to be forgiving and malicious
From what I’ve seen of life it really comes down to either hurt or bliss
I debate which is more powerful because hurt kills, but life begins with a kiss
And I’m okay with not knowing because I don’t think it matters which is which
I think of people’s struggles and see life from a much broader perspective than my father
I asked him why religion makes exceptions like killing is wrong except if you’re a martyr
Because there is something about justifying killing in circumstances that left me bothered
I question how people can believe in such opposite things and then rationalize it to themselves
And so I asked him this question that he could only answer from the introspection of his self
“When you were right compared to your father why did you think you were right?” and on this he dwells…
He said “I don’t know” and I shouted back “I KNOW, because you thought you had a broader perspective!
And maybe one day my child will think he’s right because we are all limited if we can’t look outside of ourselves and stop being subjective”
And it becomes reflective, we become pictures fitting neatly into frames because we don’t look at ourselves and be objective
I’ve learned the lessons of my father and today I realize many things I didn’t understand as a child I’ve come to find are right
But, I also think I know so much more than him and others because people tend to stick to their beliefs too tight
We are a product of how we were raised and we’re always going to be limited, but not by what we think, but HOW we think about life
I said “I’m not afraid of what I know, And I’m not concerned about what I don’t know
It’s what I don’t know about what I don’t know that kills me because it’ll never won’t show”
Still I don’t ever want to dwell on things out of my understanding because I know if you are gripped by fear in any situation you don’t grow
And so I try to always keep an open mind because for the longest time I was so afraid to look behind
And I never want to be a person who didn’t learn from his mistakes or was to scared to make a mistake to find
The truth is we all make mistakes because that’s how we find whats right, and if we don’t question our frames then how will we know whats inside?
Now I know it’s easy for people to give advice so I want to sincerely apologize
Because I’ve done something that’s not right, I looked you all in the eyes and told you lies
I’m just as wrong because I lie to myself all the time and it’s easier to see the wrongs in everyone else’s lives
But this is the most honest thing I’ve written besides “of poets and immortality” for I am giving all of you me openly
Everyone deserves to be happy and follow their dreams and if you agree, stop trying to fit happiness in your life when you cry at night hoping to be
Because when you try to justify everything in your life you end up sleeping with someone when you really are cheating emotionally
The problem isn’t because it’s impossible to stick to what you believe it’s because inside time has made you meek
How can you say you love someone and stay with them because of convenience when inside you desperately seek
Someone to love you for your soul or for the words when you were honest about how your heart felt weak?
When you make a promise and vow then you owe it to them to keep
When you fall in love with someone else how do lay with your partner and sleep?
And when you are insecure you will do anything to lie to yourself while you weep
This isn’t to criticize, but just to open your eyes to see that only you control your destiny
When you’ve fallen out of love only you can move on to where your destined may be
I know it’s difficult, I too have looked at myself in the mirror and questioned me
And when I did, I realized that what I do and what we all do is allow ourselves to be boxed in
We accuse money for lack of freedom or our children as how we go on with the lives we got lost in
And before you know it you’re saying that happiness is your cat or you’re busy with the laundry you just tossed in
We are born in to a world that forces us to fit in and stick to social norms
So how do you realistically escape from the pain? You act now and make reforms
Because you don’t want to be old and look back and say you wish you didn’t conform
You owe it to yourself as artists to put your money where your mouth is not your wallet
And stop painting pictures as you think they should be and label it love or whatever you call it
Stop living and writing to fit into frames, think broader and write some Jackson Pollacks
Because if you look at what you write and everything looks the same
Then the problem isn’t your poetry, its because you have come accept the frame
And because our words are reflective our days, you shouldn’t accept less than the best when comes time to attach your name
And don’t argue there is beauty in simplicity because images really don’t leave an impression
Animals and fairies don’t mean shit to me because they’ve never taught me a lesson
Connect with a confession because I too turned to poetry as an escape from the sadness of depression
But every time I write its not because I want sympathy, but to express lessons beautifully
I could write something more complex but I only want to speak truthfully
There may be passion in a kiss but the real beauty lies when honesty is proven to me
And just because I got fucked over by love, feeling sad didn’t drag me down because I would never let myself believe
That because she wasn’t right that there would never be someone else that would come along and truly be right for me
I know that love and longing and hurt and sadness are all just part of being a human being
Stop justifying things and trying to make them confirm to your beliefs, really open your eyes and look openly
If you love someone let them know and if they don’t love you back stop wasting your time hoping it will be
You can’t force someone to love you, just be your fucking self and find someone that will love you for being you because that’s what you need
Maybe you think you deserve a chance or think that your love will never fade
But I would rather not live life hoping for a chance as I watch the rest be played
Stop being afraid, stop looking for blame, you are who you are and for that you should never be ashamed
Never stop trying to improve yourself, learn a new language, travel the world, be someone
I write of my past and try to inspire because even if I die tomorrow maybe my knots will help someone else become
The person they want to be because instead of wasting time wallowing in misery they’ll finally get up and run
You are so lucky and still might not want to thank God you weren’t born in poverty
I look at Darfur’s hunger and can’t imagine starving every day watching people kill my family
Stop being someone who cuts to bleed to feel real, your pain is enough proof for you to use your soul positively
Because every soul was put in this world to be judged honestly for each its deeds
Even the atheists believe that its good to be pure in intention and honest in creeds
Pour your heart and soul into your craft creatively, write of wisdom and share it to be free never forgetting that one day you will cease to be
I used to worry about growing older and I cried when I turned twenty three
I felt death over take me, shake me and tell me after all that love, she wasn’t made for me
But you know what? That just kept me awake at night till I discovered what was right and then I finally came to see
I don’t want to write a short poem and give it out anymore for a comment because I love when people praise me
I want to drip my heart and mind in every fucking word so you have some substance and some sustenance from all the soul that drains from me
And never again will I let myself be afraid to speak because I know that in the end everyone judges you for the words you aim to speak
No criticism can break me because hurt has already broken me and love has already put me in a state mentally
Where I live with nothing but a positive mentality, I am to strong to be weak but smart enough to recognize without frailty we become empty
It took me to be derailed for me to really see and wisdom to really seek to finally ask myself the hard questions that have long tempted me
So what do I want out of this? What I want out of this life and this poem is for me to make people happy whether it be words or hope at a glance
In 10 grade my teacher almost expelled me from school but said “Always remember the power of giving people another chance”
Those words have affected me so much I can’t even explain to you the feeling of when you show others the power of taking a stance
And my stance is this, that no matter what happens you have choice to resist
And in the darkest of moments when suicide holds you, you have the power to persist
I insist because not all cuts last the same if you wait a minute think you will witness…
That cuts on your skin might last
And cuts in your mind might fade
But cuts on your heart never go away
That’s why cuts on your skin heal, but are reminders of that day
Cuts in your mind change so you can look at them a different way
And cuts in your heart make you stronger by putting you through that pain
And when it came to love, trust me I looked at it from every angle way for my sake
I let my heart decide but it got torn that way so I let my soul decide, but it mourned after heart break
So I left it up to my mind to guide my decisions.. and have come to realize that even thats not any less susceptible to making mistakes…
Listen, you are marked by your past, but you are defined by what you do
Always be patient, listen more than you talk and take advice given to you
Never lie to someone you love because breaking trust is hard to renew
And lying to yourself is even worse because then the faults all on you
Watch what you say because words always make or break more then you knew
Accept hurt as it is then move on because you still have so much to go through
It makes no sense always being blue, you have a destiny and its up to you to choose
Share with people something more than images… leave your soul to view
Give your family a kiss and tell them you love them as you were about to leave like soldiers do
Who knows which day will be you last and do you want to leave without saying “I love you”?
Don’t be afraid to trust, but be aware that more you trust the more the potential to get screwed
Love honestly, because to me that is the most important thing that you could ever do
Face the past and let your heart be tamed, erase the mistakes, but never for get they were made
I learned this from when she took our picture and ripped it became, I swear after that day I was never the same
The greatest lesson I can give you today is to take a picture of yourself and throw away the frame
Carry it with you and look at it every day, The past is our greatest motivator to never let ourselves be wasted away
And as the days go by and wrinkles consume you face, look at the picture of you younger and notice your pocket has made it to do the same
And when you realize this then you will know that growing older caused no pain, the wrinkles were always there and will always remain
Then go back and look at that frame, the fact it is still shining and new is a reminder of the greatest lesson to you which I can ever lay claim….
Because the frame holds everything in it will never age and the picture in your pocket dared to come out everyday
And because frames know nothing of being open to change, looking at your picture everyday is a reminder you are facing being afraid
You will come to realize that your soul is still the same as the day it was made because a picture of the truth can never be framed
And pictures can wither and be burned by blame, but if you learn and share wisdom in words you will live forever… the proof is when you burn this poem and throw it in the flames
valzart
WOW!...’ time’s fragility’ this is amazing writing ..just flows along beautifully so full of depth & meaning(you’ll find your soulmate’ when the time’ iz right) sweetheART am still trying to take all this IN lol! ;} happy hippy hugglez
Sally Omar
Unless you find yourself…you never find love…or where you truly fit…if we follow the norm…
we just become a cog in a wheel that moves slowly and is boring … so live your dreams….
find yourself … dance naked in the street!!!!! An excellent writing and a definite fav for me!!!!!
jacqleen
for me the CUT part was just the BEST…Cut on your skin…then MIND and finally your HEART….and so so much more here to TREASURE…...........I LOVED and LOVE your view and I’m so GLAD that you decided to write this PIECE…........from your heart and the REAL part of YOU…........very Touching, very Wise and very POWERFRUL!
and I do TRUST YOU! xx
Vasile Stan
This writing is fantastic and you are full of surprising wisdom and sheer talent.
Keep it this way, Shoaib… you have a wonderful style and a great heart.
mrscarlotta
WOW man, you sure have a lot to say,
The problem isn’t because it’s impossible to stick to what you believe it’s because inside time has made you meek
How can you say you love someone and stay with them because of convenience when inside you desperately seek
Someone to love you for your soul or for the words when you were honest about how your heart felt weak?
you covered so many areas in this, and at the same time kept it together, what you on Shadoobie, I love the above lines, you are so very talented, love to you xxxxxxxx
BiographyofRed8
you are indeed a remarkable unique person and I need to come back and give this a proper comment, but you’ve made me think about so many things!
Vanessa Anderberg
What you have written here is truly wonderful…and very, very true. Great writing…and extremely well said. You are gifted.
wigs
Wow ….totally transfixed and absolutely love the what you have written…there’s so much said and so much to take in, a briliant honest piece of work. you truely are talented… this I will keep to look at again. xxx
cougarfan
Wow!!!!!!!!! You Are Totally Amazing Hun:)))))))))xoxoxox
SanjaXOXO
You know my thougths on this…TOO real TOO raw and TOO emotional for me to really comment here…. as I said before….this goes BEYOND poetry.
I will say this…you shouldn’t have to morph and conform to fit into love’s mould…TRUE love should just fit…
Erika .
AMEN….Wow this poem is so insanely awesome…seriously. You have poured all yourself in this poem, And there were so many parts I liked, I wish I could quote them all and comment on them, but I would take up so much space. This is Brilliant Shoaib. WOW. I’m blown away. I couldn’t agree more with what you wrote here. such, truth, such honesty, and wisdom embedded in your words. This is one of those poems that shines uniquely. Love it. Instant favorite. :)
Shelly Hiebert
Wow…..Shoaib in a nutshell and what a delicious nut you are :) You know already how extremely talented I think you are as a writer and how amazing I think you are as a person. Parts of this made me cry, some made me smile. This is very open, and raw, and real and I applaud you for sharing this with us. I know I say this to you a lot but you really do always make me question things after I read your work. You are a pretty special person and I feel lucky to know you. Thanks for this Shoaib :)
MyheART
Wow…I cannot express how much I felt this..and I think something I needed to read at this moment in time….beautiful, honest and straight from the heart…thank you for sharing this:)
helene ruiz
excellent!
nnimus3
i’m going to read this again tomorrow when I’m not high and see if it touches me the same way. If it does, you’ve done something amazing.
nnimus3
It does.
Naturally, there’s plenty of things in this work I don’t like- the odd cliche, the occasional forced rhyme (if you’ve seen my work you might notice I don’t have much respect for rhyme and structure. I’ll use it, but if I can’t find shit to fit I’ll drop in a hit of the unexpected and let the enjambment do the talking “-P)
but for the most part, it flows beautifully, the uneven verse structures contribute to the sense of urgency (lovely how you’ve done that), the three-line stanza construction is fresh and keeps everything moving at a clip- pours you into the next line without a chance to take a breath and I find that stimulating.
And I haven’t even gotten started on what it says…
what a wonderful sentiment. I appreciate your honesty (not to mention your veneration of its virtues), the stream of consciousness, the forward-thinking attitude to heartbreak and lessons learned.
One part of this poem that drew my attention was these lines:
“When you were right compared to your father why did you think you were right?” and on this he dwells…
He said “I don’t know” and I shouted back “I KNOW, because you thought you had a broader perspective!
And maybe one day my child will think he’s right because we are all limited if we can’t look outside of ourselves and stop being subjective”
hardout dude.
I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately in the context of my own life, and I wrote down my thoughts.
check it out if you like, it’s on my profile and it’s called “all’s well, I said”.
anyway I’m a nerd with a harsh critical streak so I could sit here and rant all day, but the long and short of it is that this is fantastic, I felt at times you’d seen right into my heart and put into words ideas I’m too shy to confront, let alone express, and I’ll come back and read it again and again before I’m done finding new things in it to enjoy.
Peace.
Solar Zorra
This is really an excellent piece of work, your style is uniquely your own. Such a continual stream of thoughtful writing. everyone that reads this can and will relate to some part of it. I personally love the line; “And as the days go by and wrinkles consume your face, look at the picture of you younger and notice your pocket has made it to do the same” how profound! What I see and feel with this more than anything is the pain you are feeling from a lost love, reminds me so much of one of my sons right now. I’ve been around a while and if I could sum it all up, I’d have to say that broken hearts and being lonely are the worst states we find ourselves in, but like I said to my son, “Life is always a cycle, wonderful times will come around for you”. Thank you for this journey to your soul, it’s not often people are honest enough to open their gate, and it does make me want to dig deeper and write more meaningful pieces. Lately I’ve been writing a lot of humorous fiction, totally gotten away from poems, but I see more than ever that they are necessary to cleanse the soul. I really enjoyed this Shoaib. :) SZ
Rambler25
You caught a lot of great ideas in this peice.
Very cool!
Heavenandus777
Great Writings Very Talented
Anna
annamora
this is it …. you’ve touched it …
.... I too have to come back to read it again …..
...I will ….
Maureen Maliha
”...The greatest lesson I can give you today is to take a picture of yourself and throw away the frame Carry it with you and look at it every day…”
Beautiful.
Life and energy, love, healing, all oooze across the page. Honesty. Loads of that, too.
Remarkable in its Hope.
xo
Isa Rodriguez
Congratulations ! from First things
happyfeet5
This is so profound and so deeeep. It is looking into your soul and at the soul of all humanity. You practically covered everything that goes on with human life. I especially loved when you say that you may know more than your father, but then your child will think the same way, that he knows more than you. Then you go back as you are older, and realize your father might have been right, and you might think a little more like him, but you still know a little more than he does. Well, you said that this was long and to bare with it, and it was worth it. I’m not saying this as you said, to give you a good comment, no I mean it. I’m 54 and I think you have more insight than me. Now, I know even though you look like a kid in your picture, I’ve come to the understanding that you are an adult. But, may I ask? How old are you really? 100 years old? Because I saw a wisdom of a lifetime here. Loved it. And love the way you were able to make this monster of a poem rhyme and flow so easily. Congratulations.
wigs
I read this again and still love it….. made me smile and is very uplifting…. thank you for sharing xx
sunsette15
I think of people’s struggles and see life from a much broader perspective than my father
I asked him why religion makes exceptions like killing is wrong except if you’re a martyr
Because there is something about justifying killing in circumstances that left me bothered
This really impacted on me. It is worrying though you know, killing these days are shrugged off like human life doesn’t matter
myREVolution
-That’s why cuts on your skin heal, but are reminders of that day
Cuts in your mind change so you can look at them a different way
And cuts in your heart make you stronger by putting you through that pain…
i love that part. your writing has impacted me a lot, impacted what i think of myself.
the strength it must have taken to write this must have been outrageous.
thank you for this
AngelMay
This one is your best…........no double meanings for me to work out..lol, simple, straight from the heart, loved it and felt it.
Rhenastarr
A shoot straight to the soul read. Nothing held back. Emotionally full on.
Great writing as always.
WonderlandGlass
As on old hippie, I could not resist the tag ‘do not click on this link under any circumstances’... I have spent my life clicking on forbidden links and feel I am richer for it. Your statement is a powerful manifesto of your truth and holds truth for those who would look and see. It takes courage to write, for written words endure and echo timelessly. Words are powerful and the impressions made by words go deep into the mind and spirit. I applaud your courage and I applaud your insight-deep for one of your seemingly young age, but age IS just a number and the spirit may be far more mature than the corporeal being. Thank you for helping restore my dwindling faith the the youth of the world, too many of whom are too self-obsessed and care little for the bigger picture. My step-son (Atheum, here on the bubble) is also such a young man. I am proud of BOTH of you. I wish you success as you continue your life journey, I wish you increasing spiritual growth, I wish you peace.
exposedbutloved
my god its a slap in the face with reality
“That cuts on your skin might last
And cuts in your mind might fade
But cuts on your heart never go away”
you have such insight i just cant believe it sometimes you almost seem to have the wisdom of many life times instead of just the one.
Laurie Search
You said so much here….it’s fascinating to read all of your thoughts as they just seem to be flowing out of you….in one big connected stream…What I love the most is your intensity, your passion, and your conviction.
Nascha
I so hear you bro. xxxx
Christie Moses
OMg I dont think I have ever been at a loss for words…..this spoke to me like nothing EVER has. Its like you looked inside my soul and wrote it out word for word. I’m dumbfounded…..Sheer brilliance. I just cannot say enough. This should be read by everyone in the world. I know i will be reading it again and again. The metaphors…..friggin awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christie Moses
I just read this again….OK I wish I could favorite this like twenty times. but then I would look like a freak. LOL Mindblowing….i am still trying to find the words…....seriously amazing. Hard hitting honesty that leaves a serious lump in my throat and makes me want to take a good long look in my mirror. Just wow…..
RoxyLust
i had to click it u sed not too €:P and im so very glad i did as it is a epic piece its emotionally full on and locks u in xxx
Emmahleee
Im glad I read this.
your writing has impacted me.. very much.
RavenSoul
Listen, you are marked by your past, but you are defined by what you do
Always be patient, listen more than you talk and take advice given to you
Never lie to someone you love because breaking trust is hard to renew
And lying to yourself is even worse because then the faults all on you
Watch what you say because words always make or break more then you knew
Accept hurt as it is then move on because you still have so much to go through
It makes no sense always being blue, you have a destiny and its up to you to choose
Share with people something more than images… leave your soul to view
Love it all and related all too well. You are wise beyond your years and I know I have said that before = ). Not sure if that is good or bad but feel quite privileged to read you words and honored you share them with us all. Take care hon. Thank you xxxx
Liane Pinel
Just….WOW! and one more thing….thank you
butchart
well…. i feel like i know you now… and i very much like what i know…..... my comment made earlier tonight somewhere on here to you is already ringing true….... i’ve learned things from you already.. and THAT my friend.. is very cool…....... you put it all out there and defy anyone to say you shouldn’t… that alone gains my total respect…..... bravo….......b
littlestmonkey
I read this previous and didn’t leave a comment because I was pressed for time….but WOW….I think you’ve said it all…..well worth the 2nd read. Do you mind if I print it out? I think it deserves to be read from time to time when we stumble on those odd pieces of paper that we hoard somewhere safe, but never find until the exact moment that we need them again!
Excellent read, and great writing:)))
F.A. Moore
Nice to read something this raw and deeply personal. It has great impact. Thanks.
Mui-Ling Teh
You have really put a lot into this work Shoaib; though something from the heart pours out more then one that is simply to write. The part where you talk about justifying killing in circumstances is something I’ve thought about myself a lot. I’ve also speculated about a lot of other things and reading this has made me think of that. When is it right, when is it wrong; better to remember or better to forget; to passively forgive or to punish so that the other one learns. What we think is the right way caused by the way we are influenced; as little children we believe that the older are wiser and know better, but they can be just as confused. This has been very inspiring Shoaib, Thank you.
ArcadiaTempest
I never knew this of you
I had a small inkling
of the inner view hues
Lay me in the words
dress me in the context
My frame is my evolution
Older in years I be than you
Tears I can attest still sting
Watching how they pattern
and redecorate my new frame….XXX
Your words blessed my heart…. thank you XOXOXOOX
Cassidy JK (Ra...
This is awesome Shoaib, and yes, I’ve read every word. Really great and heartfelt, important writing!
Normaje
Yes we carry scars fom losing our love one, it still remains in your heart forever
micklyn
Lots to absorb, lots to think on. I’ve chosen to live in a way that does not conform to the patterns of this world, though people may not think so when they see my images – animals and fairies and crap like that ( ; but I know who I am and your work is very powerful and interesting and excellently done. Thanks, I really enjoyed this. M
Robin Monroe
Words from the heart…Beautiful and inspiring:)
colorblind
I often wonder if love is real, you know the kind that forms endless attachments
Because I’ve latched on before so hard with no guard and just got passion’s scratches
For a second I don’t regret it, but it just leaves me wondering if people are really matches
Everyone deserves to be happy and follow their dreams and if you agree, stop trying to fit happiness in your life when you cry at night hoping to be
Because when you try to justify everything in your life you end up sleeping with someone when you really are cheating emotionally
The problem isn’t because it’s impossible to stick to what you believe it’s because inside time has made you meek
How can you say you love someone and stay with them because of convenience when inside you desperately seek
Someone to love you for your soul or for the words when you were honest about how your heart felt weak?
You owe it to yourself as artists to put your money where your mouth is not your wallet
And stop painting pictures as you think they should be and label it love or whatever you call it
Stop living and writing to fit into frames, think broader and write some Jackson Pollacks
i’m halfway finish and i’m like DAAAAAMMMMMMMNNNNNNNN!!!! you are killing it ….its a masterpiece of a piece
i’m liking the part about not falling to someone after they aren’t the right one ….just keep on moving….alot of people give up on love and just treat everyone after like materialistic waste
use them and off to the next ….man you killin it ….back to the piece lol….
damn its like you don’t lose it at all…you keep it hot and never cool it down i’m feeling this fa real
the best piece i have read in a minute you get the trophy for this lol
you are who you are and for that you should never be ashamed
Never stop trying to improve yourself, learn a new language, travel the world, be someone
I write of my past and try to inspire because even if I die tomorrow maybe my knots will help someone else become
The person they want to be because instead of wasting time wallowing in misery they’ll finally get up and run
You are so lucky and still might not want to thank God you weren’t born in poverty
I look at Darfur’s hunger and can’t imagine starving every day watching people kill my family
Stop being someone who cuts to bleed to feel real, your pain is enough proof for you to use your soul positively
I don’t want to write a short poem and give it out anymore for a comment because I love when people praise me
I want to drip my heart and mind in every fucking word so you have some substance and some sustenance from all the soul that drains from me
And never again will I let myself be afraid to speak because I know that in the end everyone judges you for the words you aim to speak
That cuts on your skin might last
And cuts in your mind might fade
But cuts on your heart never go away
LMFNO ….DUDE YOU WENT HARD…..I HAD TO STOP COPYING AND PASTING THEM TO THIS COMMENT …BECAUSE THE WHOLE THING IS JUST ONE BIG AZZ HAYMAKER….YOU KILLED IT
LOL
That’s why cuts on your skin heal, but are reminders of that day
Cuts in your mind change so you can look at them a different way
And cuts in your heart make you stronger by putting you through that pain
And when it came to love, trust me I looked at it from every angle way for my sake
I let my heart decide but it got torn that way so I let my soul decide, but it mourned after heart break
So I left it up to my mind to guide my decisions.. and have come to realize that even thats not any less susceptible to making mistakes
YOU SPOKE REAL SHIT HERE BIG BRO….LOL NO LIE …... I LIKES THIS …ONE OF YOUR BEST YET …..DAMMMMMNNNNN !!! I DID N’T THINK IT WASS POSSIBLE

CONGRATS ON THIS…..
Del Millar
You’re a real human Being
AWESOME STUFF Shoaib, quality, you are no slave to self but
true to self.
Much love oxo
Trenchtownrock
I am reading this piece and feeling all types of emotions running through me as i read..the father thing really got to me and really made just reflect on all the bullcrap that one had to endure and still fighting through life..the mistakes and anger that fuels my being..that made me who I am today good or bad..this is the type of piece that makes me just sit back and take deep look at my life and the journey..take a good look at my life and the pain..take solace in the fact that although the lord and I may not see to eye that he has given chances after chances..that my death should have celebrated a while ago..this is just pretty damn good writing and contain a deep understanding of humanity..one love.
Jewd
Astounding insights and understandings as always dear Shoaib..xo
sunnyt
This touches me as true, true, true!
Jascie Epinn
so well done. I figured I ought to visit your page because you write such lovely poetry, it really fills the gaps in my daily 20 minutes of boring psycology lecture. I really don’t visit enough.
We are lined up side by side in a tiny box and the smallest of sparks can be so vicious
Or are we a fuse already lit and its only a matter of time before we realize this is all fictitious? Wow that is so powerful. It really makes you think, it’s the most unsettling part of any relationship romantic or otherwise. I’m not sure if that was the meaning that you intended to put forth but that is what I caught. Every relationship is so delicate, often like a tiny deer when first beginning. Everything is so fragile, you musn’t do anything too slow or too fast or you’ll ruin it. That’s the message I really recieve in this piece. It’s amazing. Thanks so much for posting it. Very very well done. I imagine it takes you quite long to think and write these doesn’t it? It’s lovely. Truly lovely. I look forward to visiting again on Monday.
hsien-ku
wow. i read these lines: How can you say you love someone and stay with them because of convenience when inside you desperately seek
Someone to love you for your soul or for the words when you were honest about how your heart felt weak?
and wondered how the hell you could know that . . . you look too young to have been stung by that yet…
people have different inner attitudes to truth, the seeds of them were sown in childhood – how much of the truth can you bear to see? how much of what you see can you bear to speak? i suppose i have developed a kamikaze-like approach – i just want to look truth square in the face, even if it scares me, even if the truth is horrible . . . better to know. but i can well understand choosing a different path to this – art takes one of two paths (seeing or non-seeing) and they are equally valid from one point of view… what an amazing piece of writing shoaib. so much to ponder in this!
ambient-1
Wow! This blew me away! You are a fine soul Shoab! And a real poet! Kudos!
ambient-1
“That cuts on your skin might last
And cuts in your mind might fade
But cuts on your heart never go away”
So true!
MagpieMagic
Great writing, hard questions, harder answers. But I agree, be true to yourself, always. How could anyone love you if you’re not you?
JohnRobbins
this is a epic writting I swear its just a great write thank you so much for the comment on my
my reacent work it doesnt hold a candle to work such as this.
nothing i could say about this work would justify it great write
ShotsOfLove
Very much Love to You Shoaib. Magnificence.
:- )
Naylor
Such insight … passion for live … wisdom beyond your years … a leader you are Shoaib … you speak words that touch me deeply and comfort me at the same time …. to know that someone is out there that understands and relates ….. BEAUTIFUL …... (((HUG)))