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Bob Marley on Love

Bob MarleyThis time instead of sharing something that I wrote I would like to share a piece on Love from the great Bob Marley, it’s a pity that our generation remembers Bob just as a famous weed smoker what they don’t know is that he wrote so many songs on love and peace and said such good things about love and being human, So here is something that I would like to share with you all..

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. (more…)

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The King

The King

In a golden wheat field he worked all day long
The boy who smiled no matter summer or fall
Content with whatever life brought on the way
His world was euphoric until he heard the call

On horseback flocking from all over the town
Seeking the true holder of that majestic ring
The Men roared and grabbed hold of the boy
Bowed down and screamed you are our King

Astonished, shocked and slightly bewildered
He screamed aloud I am not the one you seek
I am just an ordinary boy who toils in the field
For this grandeur and chair I am just too weak

But he was taken against his pleading and cries
Like as if his anointment was written in stone
Wrapped in a Silver robe, the ring in his hand
The boy, the King, mighty owner of the throne

So with the days of past engraved in his mind
Moments when he so wanted his heart to sing
My kingdom will be just the best in the world
And the whole country cried long live the king

And then his reign started with valor and zest
For he had to establish his hold on the crown
Imposed taxes, waged wars, held an iron fist
Spared none conquered each city every town

Now no man was allowed to do as he pleased
And soon all realized what deed they had done
Lamented on the fact they had to follow rules
They wished a king their choice the chosen one

So now they decided that the moment is here
What seemed whispers soon became the shout
We don’t want the king down with the throne
The royal palace was invaded the king was out

Standing in wilderness the king saw the moon
The boy the loner who was made an utter fool
Vowed in his heart that one day he will return
For what else is there for a king to do but rule

 

 

I leave it to my readers how they perceive this story of the boy…… whats your take on it ?

Because

There is still some good in this world

There is still some good in this world
A hand that feeds the hungry
A shoulder to lean and cry
There is light at the end of the tunnel
And hope in every Goodbye
Flowers bloom after every winter
All nights see the sun
There is good in you and me
For what we are but one
Little things that bring the smiles
Or big ones like Hanukkah or Eid
All wait for Holi and Christmas
They bring true joy indeed
All misery tears and sadness
That hatred twisted and curled
Can never break our spirits because
There is still some good in this world

Dream

Dream

Let us look back at the moments we shared
Take a little peek at the times gone by
Remember the walks we took together
When we so often tried to touch the sky

And now when it’s all gone and is just a memory
But always brings a smile when comes in mind
Because days were sunny and nights were bright
And the world seemed more friendly and kind

So what happened to all those days and nights?
It all just seemed like a wonderful dream
But like all dreams end and you have to wake up
And then you see the reality and scream

Because now you can feel the chaos of this world
And your eyes see clearly what people are
And you don’t like it what you find and feel
You wish to run away, just away and far

Why we wished to grow up at the first place
How silly we were wanting all things fast
Now when we have them we want to go back
Become a child again and live in our past             

                                                                                      2 Feb, 2014