the doorstep of the end of time.
I suggest that you read this poem with this music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sz1idnMQFOA
Tks Jack Vella
I've seen the stars floating in the see,
I could see a reflection and it wasn't me,
I could see the angels flying around,
I could hear the music,
yet there was no sound,
and on the ground,
and meadows of flowers,
I could hear stories being told,
children being fed,
and another card that was fold.
and in the mist and cold of yet another night,
I could see my image,
I could hear my plight,
Leave me not, for without you I am vain,
we'd still have to show our love,
and repeat it again,
and in the meadows of flowers,
I see you dangling your crown,
Let me be your knight,
but don't let me kneel down
let me fight and show you,
the courage I'm made of,
for beauty might shine,
but it won't last,
and then time passes,
and you won't see your past,
for our love is stronger
than that of fairytales,
our heart is brighter
and can't be measured by scales,
for I might die or even you,
but we'd be remembered as the ones,
who made the world's roof,
the brightest blue,
cause I was yours in my lifetime,
so you were mine,
and we'd still be remembered till,
and on the doorstep of the end of time.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
from the heart of a humble writer...
Every time I speak with you or hear you
or in my dreams see you,
or glance towards you,
my one castle that has my heart,
my woman from which I can't be apart,
and I know no one can ever take your place,
be with me in my success and in my disgrace,
be near me now cause I need you,
Every time I speak with you or hear you
or in my dreams see you,
or glance towards you,
my one castle that has my heart,
my woman from which I can't be apart,
and I know no one can ever take your place,
be with me in my success and in my disgrace,
be near me now cause I need you,
don't let me fall,
don't let me crawl,
cause you know without touching me what I am made of,
you know without seeing me what in reality I feel,
I tried to run away from all that love of yours,
but I reached a point I can't conceal,
I reached it and I know there is no return,
I'd rather see you in heaven
even if I had to burn,
don't ask me how, where or why,
but if love is there don't let it die,
I don't want to run or maybe hide,
I want to be the one by your side,
for I know you'd understand,
I can't really see you with another man,
maybe our love needs to have a renewal,
maybe we thought it was gold,
when in fact a jewel,
let it up, now let it rise,
let our love known
and do not disguise,
for my love for you,
before I knew you was sincere,
I hope that with these words,
'm making myself clear,
for words might glide, crawl and evaporate,
but I won't stop loving you,
even when late,
cause I know you can love me,
for the man in me,
for being who I am,
for it's me that you see,
and there will be no bible,
and when you need me,
there I'll always be.
don't let me crawl,
cause you know without touching me what I am made of,
you know without seeing me what in reality I feel,
I tried to run away from all that love of yours,
but I reached a point I can't conceal,
I reached it and I know there is no return,
I'd rather see you in heaven
even if I had to burn,
don't ask me how, where or why,
but if love is there don't let it die,
I don't want to run or maybe hide,
I want to be the one by your side,
for I know you'd understand,
I can't really see you with another man,
maybe our love needs to have a renewal,
maybe we thought it was gold,
when in fact a jewel,
let it up, now let it rise,
let our love known
and do not disguise,
for my love for you,
before I knew you was sincere,
I hope that with these words,
'm making myself clear,
for words might glide, crawl and evaporate,
but I won't stop loving you,
even when late,
cause I know you can love me,
for the man in me,
for being who I am,
for it's me that you see,
and there will be no bible,
and when you need me,
there I'll always be.
will never cease...
In every thought of mine,
I see you,
the more I need to draw back,
I need you,
the feelings I feel in my heart,
are just nothing without you,
for you say I own a sweet talk,
but without you I can't really walk,
In every thought of mine,
I see you,
the more I need to draw back,
I need you,
the feelings I feel in my heart,
are just nothing without you,
for you say I own a sweet talk,
but without you I can't really walk,
you are the thought that in the morning wakes up with me,
to fill my glass, to set me free,
and you are my desire,
a woman that burns my heart on fire,
you are the water that I need,
you are my hunger's every feed,
for I try to find words,
and be romantic,
but without you my words are simply pathetic,
cause you breathe in my
you give me air,
in every space and time when I really need you,
you're always there,
and when time will pass or maybe fly,
on my dying bed, I'll cease to cry,
for the moment I might be blessed,
if I have correctly guessed,
that like in a fairytale,
your love for me's without a scale,
so once again,
you'd be there,
no to give me flowers,
but to fill me with showers,
of your love on the increase,
such love that will never cease.
JV
17.43
I.VIII.XII
to fill my glass, to set me free,
and you are my desire,
a woman that burns my heart on fire,
you are the water that I need,
you are my hunger's every feed,
for I try to find words,
and be romantic,
but without you my words are simply pathetic,
cause you breathe in my
you give me air,
in every space and time when I really need you,
you're always there,
and when time will pass or maybe fly,
on my dying bed, I'll cease to cry,
for the moment I might be blessed,
if I have correctly guessed,
that like in a fairytale,
your love for me's without a scale,
so once again,
you'd be there,
no to give me flowers,
but to fill me with showers,
of your love on the increase,
such love that will never cease.
JV
17.43
I.VIII.XII
F'gheluq is-sena minn mewtek Nann...
Nanna Ganna,
fuq is-siggu ilni sen' issa ma narak,
bhal hemm il-vojt tieghek,
u hekk ma nistax nidrak,
tharisli mis-sema,
bhal donnu int tirt,
ghax ruhek kienet bajdanija
w'qaddisa int sirt,
Nanna Ganna,
fuq is-siggu ilni sen' issa ma narak,
bhal hemm il-vojt tieghek,
u hekk ma nistax nidrak,
tharisli mis-sema,
bhal donnu int tirt,
ghax ruhek kienet bajdanija
w'qaddisa int sirt,
sen'ilu ghal ahhar tislima,
jien ma kontx hdejk,
kont wisq il-boghod,
imma xorta wahda hassejt qalbi tinghafas bil-piena,
w'hassejt gismi jirtghod,
w'illum kull darba li nghaddi minn magenb il-knisja
w'ninzel ghal hdejk,
nimmaginak wara l-purtella,
meta kont nieqaf inhares lejk,
kemm nimmisjah dak iz-zmien,
mur ghidli li mhux ser ingawduk iktar,
li mhux ser nibqghu flimkien,
min jaf kieku imma kemm qed tghajjat bl-ugigh,
imma fuqek kont inpoggi t-tifel tieghi xorta wahda,
w'forsi tittanta tisqih,
issa qed thares lejh jikber mis-sema,
u qed nimmaginak hemm bilqieghda
wara l-persjana tal-genna,
w'bhal donnu niezla demgha,
ghax xtaqt inti tara zgur,
lil wiehed minn neputijiet,
li ghad jghaqqad il-passat memorja tieghek
ma dak il-futur,
Nanna, nilmhek hemm magenb Cikka U Nina,
id-dar,
w'qed nisma xi ftit storbju zejjed,
narak u nisimghak tibki wkoll fis-skiet,
ghax qatt ma ridt tara lil ibnek Chalie mejjet,
imma naf li kuljum dawra maghna ddur,
tmur wasla safejn kull wiehed minna jinsab,
ibda miz-zghar kolla, w'il-kugini, uliedek
u hija n-nassab,
Nann, sellilna ghan Nannu u ghal familja qaddisa
li ahna ghandna hemm fuq,
m'ghadekx issajrilna jew ittina l-kinnie,
imm' igri nasal il-genna hdejk,
halli l-ikel tieghek xi darba nerga nduq,
itlob ghalija u ghalina Nann,
ghax ghandna bzonn it-talb,
ftakar li hadd minna qatt ma nsiekom
u kollha kemm intom inhobbukom mill-qalb.
jien ma kontx hdejk,
kont wisq il-boghod,
imma xorta wahda hassejt qalbi tinghafas bil-piena,
w'hassejt gismi jirtghod,
w'illum kull darba li nghaddi minn magenb il-knisja
w'ninzel ghal hdejk,
nimmaginak wara l-purtella,
meta kont nieqaf inhares lejk,
kemm nimmisjah dak iz-zmien,
mur ghidli li mhux ser ingawduk iktar,
li mhux ser nibqghu flimkien,
min jaf kieku imma kemm qed tghajjat bl-ugigh,
imma fuqek kont inpoggi t-tifel tieghi xorta wahda,
w'forsi tittanta tisqih,
issa qed thares lejh jikber mis-sema,
u qed nimmaginak hemm bilqieghda
wara l-persjana tal-genna,
w'bhal donnu niezla demgha,
ghax xtaqt inti tara zgur,
lil wiehed minn neputijiet,
li ghad jghaqqad il-passat memorja tieghek
ma dak il-futur,
Nanna, nilmhek hemm magenb Cikka U Nina,
id-dar,
w'qed nisma xi ftit storbju zejjed,
narak u nisimghak tibki wkoll fis-skiet,
ghax qatt ma ridt tara lil ibnek Chalie mejjet,
imma naf li kuljum dawra maghna ddur,
tmur wasla safejn kull wiehed minna jinsab,
ibda miz-zghar kolla, w'il-kugini, uliedek
u hija n-nassab,
Nann, sellilna ghan Nannu u ghal familja qaddisa
li ahna ghandna hemm fuq,
m'ghadekx issajrilna jew ittina l-kinnie,
imm' igri nasal il-genna hdejk,
halli l-ikel tieghek xi darba nerga nduq,
itlob ghalija u ghalina Nann,
ghax ghandna bzonn it-talb,
ftakar li hadd minna qatt ma nsiekom
u kollha kemm intom inhobbukom mill-qalb.
real skies
aren't painted blue.
Like the poet needs the pain,
like the vast oceans and seas
need the rain,
like the rainbow is nothing without the colours,
like all the kids are the no-ones without their mothers,
like that I am without you,
for you are the light when the darkness comes,
aren't painted blue.
Like the poet needs the pain,
like the vast oceans and seas
need the rain,
like the rainbow is nothing without the colours,
like all the kids are the no-ones without their mothers,
like that I am without you,
for you are the light when the darkness comes,
you are the vast universe
to show that my love is immense,
you are that one missing needed piece,
you are what makes my life complete,
and in your words I find comfort,
in your love I find myself,
I am now happy to be me,
an' I wish to be just no one else,
for I have discover that beauty lies in you,
I have discovered that the real skies aren't painted blue,
I have discovered that storms dont come only with clouds,
I have discovered that without rain,
that signifies pain,
you cannot live completely
and start again,
be happy with what God gave you
do not change, but always improve,
for if you go away from the real you,
it's yourself that you'd finally lose,
and when love comes in any form accept it,
when someone tries you,
prove yourself,
for when you stand up and you'd do it alone,
you'll realise there was no one else,
Thank God all throughout the way,
for love comes and there's a price to pay,
and remember that no matter what,
God will give you another sun,
for there are many people,
but for him you are just one,
look at the old ones holding hands,
and see the wrinkles of their smiles,
for they loved truly and they still do,
and I'd like to get older just loving you,
for I might become ugly and diseased,
but I shall never lose one word of yours,
you give my mechanical heart some grease,
you pump blood in it for it to survive,
for you love and your whole body,
I shall live and I shall strive,
for I know there might be many,
but there will never be anyone like me,
for I might get older by day,
but we will all, somehow do, finally,
and when the stars will stop shining,
I shall have the last and I will give it to you,
and you shall smile getting older,
and discover like me, that the real skies
aren't painted blue.
to show that my love is immense,
you are that one missing needed piece,
you are what makes my life complete,
and in your words I find comfort,
in your love I find myself,
I am now happy to be me,
an' I wish to be just no one else,
for I have discover that beauty lies in you,
I have discovered that the real skies aren't painted blue,
I have discovered that storms dont come only with clouds,
I have discovered that without rain,
that signifies pain,
you cannot live completely
and start again,
be happy with what God gave you
do not change, but always improve,
for if you go away from the real you,
it's yourself that you'd finally lose,
and when love comes in any form accept it,
when someone tries you,
prove yourself,
for when you stand up and you'd do it alone,
you'll realise there was no one else,
Thank God all throughout the way,
for love comes and there's a price to pay,
and remember that no matter what,
God will give you another sun,
for there are many people,
but for him you are just one,
look at the old ones holding hands,
and see the wrinkles of their smiles,
for they loved truly and they still do,
and I'd like to get older just loving you,
for I might become ugly and diseased,
but I shall never lose one word of yours,
you give my mechanical heart some grease,
you pump blood in it for it to survive,
for you love and your whole body,
I shall live and I shall strive,
for I know there might be many,
but there will never be anyone like me,
for I might get older by day,
but we will all, somehow do, finally,
and when the stars will stop shining,
I shall have the last and I will give it to you,
and you shall smile getting older,
and discover like me, that the real skies
aren't painted blue.
Story of the day: The Professor and the student.
The following is an exchange between a student his professor on the existence of God:
Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in God ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is God good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is God all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … God …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen God?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & God is Faith. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.
The student was Albert Einstein.
The following is an exchange between a student his professor on the existence of God:
Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in God ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is God good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is God all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … God …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student : Yes.
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen God?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theater became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, well you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & God is Faith. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.
The student was Albert Einstein.
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