Where do broken hearts go at night?

When the day buzz dims

Under the heavy blanket of the night,

And the silence reigns over the dark,

The broken hearts awake to nurse

The pains and the aches they masked

During the day.

Motherless children moan,

Widows and widowers groan,

Mothers and fathers hearts ache

Over troublesome kids.

Hearts who lost loved ones,

Hearts who suffer from someone,

Hearts who lost the dreams,

And hearts who yearn for

This which they cannot attain;

Their pain is unbearable.

It’s loud and deep and real.

Pain so real it breaks even

The strongest of hearts.

Broken hearts go down the alleys

Of their memory lane.

Memories of old, and recent

Ones too. Some are solace,

Some are torture to go through.

Only those broken hearts

Who come back and soar

Upward, towards the heaven,

Are saved. Those who kindle

The hope and prayers, start

To heal. Little by little, with

Every morning new, those broken

Hearts mend.

©gainperspectiveblog11/18/2021

The Golden Shore!

Beyond the horizon

Of a calm azure sea,

I have sailed through

Many storms, here

I am! I rest at the

Golden shore.

Just like the albatross ,

Riding the winds

Searching, learning,

Growing gradually

Accustomed to the

Turbulence of the

Forever tumbling

Gale. I have reached

The Golden Shore.

Fighting Titans, as I was

Sailing with heavy burdens

like Atlas of long

Before.

I have accepted my role,

Fulfilled my chores, and

Grew and learned and

Befriended the wind, the oceans,

And the waves.

I was awake in my dreams,

I was present in my wake,

And I submitted to my fate

With grace and wisdom.

I saw Medusa through

True mirrors and realized

That its beauty is fake.

I counted stars while

I stood upon the ground

Firm and strong.

I am not Icarus, I understood,

I learned not to

Trust falsehood.

I kept my head straight,

Fish rot from the head

Down, they said. I learned.

Through storms, and alluring

Brass beaches, I fought,

Like a true warrior inviolable.

Like Tarik, who burned all

His ships upon reaching

The Golden Shore.

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Revenant is He who Awakens to the Truth.©

re_select_1.00000874 Leonardo DiCaprio stars in THE REVENANT, an immersive and visceral cinematic experience capturing one manÕs epic adventure of survival and the extraordinary power of the human spirit. Photo Credit: Courtesy Twentieth Century Fox. Copyright © 2015 Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation. All rights reserved. THE REVENANT Motion Picture Copyright © 2015 Regency Entertainment (USA), Inc. and Monarchy Enterprises S.a.r.l. All rights reserved. Not for sale or duplication.

The movie, The Revenant takes a raw aim at the human nature and dissect it to the bone. I haven’t seen anything quite like it. First I was shocked by the brutality and the rawness of it all; yet I kept watching. Then it hit me and jolted my soul…the realization of the human nature with all its facades vs. Nature itself. Awakening!

All was tangible and real right in front of my eyes. The virginity of the snow, the harsh yet serene winter, the remoteness of the place, and the shabby print of the white man’s presence on it …bringing greed, weapons, destruction, diversion and hate.

It cuts deeper into the human nature layer by layer. You see it raw, crude, and as natural as it was when man was first created. Love between husband and wife, father and son, family, tribe, and friendship. Loyalty and comradeship vs. betrayal that cuts deeper and hurt longer than the marring of a giant grizzly. Faith when it purifies the soul and heal the wounds as portrayed by the native man (Hikuc)’s dealing with the loss of his family:

“Hikuc: My heart bleeds. But revenge is in the creator’s hands”;

On the other hand, when egoism and arrogance hijack Faith and turns it into extremism as portrayed by the character Fitzgerald.

Then racism, white-man-supremacy with its power, discrimination, greed, stealing lands and conquering people. The movie is an experience, a revelation that transforms the viewer and force him to look face to face deep within.

My intention is not to write about the movie, but to share a synopsis about the feelings that it may stir in you, it’s so powerful, it compels us to reflect and think. Revenant, may will be, all of us who are awakened to the truth.

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This photo provided by courtesy of Twentieth Century Fox shows, Leonardo DiCaprio as Hugh Glass, in a scene from the film, “The Revenant,” directed by Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu. The 73rd annual Golden Globe nominations in film and television categories will be announced Thursday morning, Dec. 10, 2015, in Beverly Hills, Calif. (Courtesy Twentieth Century Fox via AP)

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Delusion©

The years went by

And my heart was turned away

From feeling the sun rays

And hearing the birds in the sky.

More years gone by and my heart

Was still numb.

It was yet bumping, beating, and

Making me alive but not living.

The only thing I can feel is the pain.

The only memory I have of him

Is of a phantom in my dream

Visiting me one last time

before he was gone.

What was reality is now no more.

Illusion, a trap, don’t be fooled

By the delusion of this life.

Soon I will be gone too.

©Gainperspectiveblog11/18/2016

On a Wing of a Bird!©

On a wing of a bird

A twinkle of a star

On a ruffle of a wind

Our life goes by.

No matter how we cling,

No matter how high we reach,

How far we can go,

How much we collect,

Or how hard we try.

The moment will flee,

And there will be only

One print, one dint we left

On the fabric of time.

And then we are gone.

©Gainperspectiveblog10/8/2016

A Bridge Made of Glass!©

Go ahead

Push through

We are all riding

On a bridge made of glass

Suspended between

Mountains of circumstance

We spend our lives

Forging through.

Choices that we make

Set us free, or maybe

It could be that we

Are stuck in a trance;

Yet we have to be

Where we are.

Don’t look down

To the ground,

Don’t bother collecting

Things that would weigh you down…

Or you’ll fall while

Thinking that you

Have made it,

A break through?! Doomed!

A journey that we have to take;

Look around, lend a hand,

Share and care, help around

Other fellow travelers,

Remember the purpose

Of the trip, don’t slip!

Be aware of who you are.

The goal is reaching

Over to the other side

Humanity unscathed.

Going back to where we

Belong, paying dues

To our Maker, full submission

That is the mission…accomplished.

Looking back satisfied

At that thin Bridge made of Glass

And say…”What a ride?”

All of a sudden, I felt I maybe ready to face my grieve after seven years of stonewalling and a front of evasive strength. See, I have built me, out of grieve, a huge wall which behind it stood a horror beyond my comprehension. Every time I feel that somewhere this monster is breaking a brick at this wall, I take a peak only to be appall by dark waves of sadness more than I can bear, so I quickly close that burning hole and put back that brick.

But grieve, like Gog and Magog, persistently hammer through the wall and eventually will break it to crumble- only to sweep me someday with an overwhelming emotions.

You know what… I think I am not ready yet. Since I am still going around and round the subject instead of facing it head on.

Maybe another time. For now… I will let the wall stand.

Treading like a phantom

Passed the fabric of time,

Laying here for eternity

Images of long ago

Flashing by,

Steering feelings I long forgot.

Memories of things I oft regret,

People I miss, lost, and long for.

Laughter and tears I wept.

Wrongs I wish to correct,

Rights I wish I did.

Things look different now

Seeing with the eye of the soul.

The ego consumed in flame

Desires to die for are loser’s bet.

I got my chance, I spent my time.

Late is the hour, no coming back.

Take a Breath©

Take a breath

Another breath

A deep breath

Do not waste your breath

A rapid hurried anxious breath

A tired breath

Now hold your breath

Take your last breath

See, beyond, there…

No need to breath here,

It is all done.

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When humanity covers itself up in winter, shielding itself while turning away from those who suffer unimaginable deprivation, starvation, and death…some of us have to tell the story lest we forget!

Syrians- innocent civilians in Dara’a, Zabadani, and Madaya- have been under siege for months and months now. No food or goods have been allowed to this area and its people for months upon months.. until a whole population suffered, and continue to suffer, from starvation. Reports reveal the awful reality: how they started eating from garbage piles, forced to eat even cats and dogs as they witnessed their children dying in front of their eyes, screaming and wailing from hunger and pain. Hospitals became emptied of equipment, tools, and medicine. Shops closed because of empty shelves and depleted inventories.

Then, as if starving the people to death is not enough, the Syrian regime (along with Russian jet bombers) started dropping bombs on top of the already dying people.

Then came the snow, but, in spite of all its whiteness and purity … it could not cleanse the harshness of the brutality of war and famine. The Russians and the Syrian Regime kept sending their bombs in spite of the snow… the pure white snow, mingled with the blood of innocents, became a violent reminder of the daily atrocities as it coated the roads and alleys. Shocking and very disturbing seeing snow mixed with the red blood! It is said that nature is harsh, but seeing the crime that man commits against his fellow man tells of brutality and harshness of an unprecedented scale. Women, children, and the elderly continue to suffer from starvation while undergoing the agony of leaving their own homes and living in exile under a tent (if they were lucky enough to find a tent) amid the misery of the cold and the devastation and destruction of war.

How can humanity allow this to happen?? Some hearts are truly harder than rocks and stones.

“Thenceforth were your hearts hardened: They became like a rock and even worse in hardness. For among rocks there are some from which rivers gush forth; others there are which when split asunder send forth water; and others which sink for fear of God. And God is not unmindful of what ye do.” Quran 2:72

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Hope in the goodness of Humanity.

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