A BIRTH OF A GIFT

     New grounds be my destination after long safari from my home beyond the clouds. Cries of my fellow sojourners dominate our new temporary home "the nursery". Into a wild world not of my choice, eyes from left right and center in the name of blood relatives.
"Ooh! He so cute, can I hold him?" statements fly around the room. All I notice z an affinity that I have towards two big babies who I later learn they are my parents. I long and yarn for understanding when hunger creeps in.

The sight of angles no longer in place all I notice this black faces made out of clay... Growth slips in and with time over years my size increases and bust out of normalcy. Maturity z a disease that deprived me off the affection and sweet smiles i used to get. The face z not cute anymore on the other hand Hair on my face, a broken voice, zits on my face and an enlarged body... Aging z a reality and questions like "who will cry when i die? when z my departure due?" lingerer in my mind.

All my inner gifts are to remain as an impact to peoples lifes as a lasting impression. I wont jst be honest with myself bt with everyone who around me. So help me Yahweh.
#A birth of a gift
#15th June 2016
#El lobo Solitario
#inspired by my birthday...

to those that know me am a gift and a treasure to them.

NERVE`S THRESHOLD

Why are you cold towards me, You make my thought process to freeze.Is a metal my look alike? wait a minute, do really i feel i am a metal? then why is it that pain haunts me; bizzy seeking the waters from my eyes. All i know is that each nerve in my system works effectively, having full potential to avoid being sucked from duty.

Blisters in my mouth due to hot tea, well that is manageable but wounds in the heart those just take hurt to another level. Which brings me to this conclusion; An exhobitant supply of feelings to a central point is a risk worth withdrawal.

This pain is just too raw for me to digest and assimilate it into my system. Time is a catalyst to the fast growth of the pain since healing seemz to be out of sight... I long to reach a point of understanding with my pain inflictors.
" i am responsive towards pain am no log, wood nor a metal."

# Nerve's Threshold
#El lobo Solitario
#10th May 2016
#inspired by a misunderstanding

TERMINATED PEACE

Sweetness gone sour, peace has escaped through the window. Tension dominates the room as plastic smiles colonize the face.

No longer at ease but at attention on the look out for any fishy acts. Trust z lost and each man for his own. How did we get to such a point? What used to trigger joy now inflicts pain and sadness.

Wish to be back to the drawing board seems impossible... Who will through in the cards and accept their wrong? Pride quotation's has won the tender of their hearts.
Stooping too low to achieve peace has become an abomination. Love has been branded other names just because of a simple misunderstanding.
" I long for peace and rest" each party confesses in order to define calmness but to no avail.
Construction and repair of the cracks in the foundation of friendship requires the expertise of the Master builder... Seek ye First His kingdom and all other stuff shall come with the package.

#Terminated Peace
#El lobo Solitario
#14th May 2016

A TAILORED ANSWER

It just got late and time has proven a pathway of lessons. A selfish drive warms the engine of my heart. For many years Deadlines are set in order to receive my appreciation for my efforts. Efforts placed forth just to create a wonderful view and avoid things from going wrong. Judgement of every situation is based on how my acts are not just noticed but also marked.\_ (a tick)

I have failed myself, cant i just do sth and move on without seeking attention and approval. I am super exhausted like a tired man, will i ever overcome my situation. It griefs me that i am in vacuum with no single wind of approval insight. Purity of thoughts has been impurified and dirtened by my ugly longings for a "Yes". Ears have developed an affinity towards postive attributes, longing for praise.

A little too late arrives my understanding of my former self. Peace, i hope to attain just to accommodate the current dawn of reality. A journey to a better me leads to a city of a new me. Dear reader, did u love the above thought? is it a yes... waah! here i go again.

# A tailored Answer
#El lobo Solitario
#31st May 2016