Friday, March 27, 2015

What's love poem

Isiah “love” I love you, That’s what you constantly hear people say but what does it truly mean? Is it possible that we just say this phrase in order to cover the lie behind what it truly means? How can we low-class humans truly understand the definition of a powerful word such as love? And they say that everyone has a soul mate just waiting for them, is that true? we spend all our lives dating, trying to find that one soul mate that’s perfect for that individual. Meanwhile, we are sometimes cheated on by that “soul mate” Each time that happens to him/her, A little piece of us is torn from what we need in order to even remotely understand how to love- compassion. Compassion is what makes us our own unique and individual person. Without it, we’re nothing but a walking corpse.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Happiness

Isiah 

Happiness

Because the sun was producing a faint glimmer of light
and I heard the nest of birds that rested on a branch near my window
chirping peacefully in the slightly cold wind ---
they stopped shortly after i stepped out the door
but it was enough to understand that not all good things last forever--

and because this morning
when i went down the stairs into the pitch black darkness
to meet with what people call the depth and source of knowledge,
to understand his opinion on who really controls emotions,

and because I stood there stranded in a maze
with only a faint circular shaped light which changed colors, 
as i reached the end i felt joy arise,
the ball suddenly changed to a yellow, 
exiting this complication of life had filled me with joy,
immediately it hit me i was all alone now--

and because i was alone i squinted at the ball,
something unimaginable had happened,
the truth had hit me i am the ball of light and i control my own emotions, 
i lived my life knowing that the only thing i had to seek, 
was happiness