Craters on the Moon

You see the craters on the face of the moon?
Look how uneven its surface is
Should we go up and plaster over
These craters of dark and gloom?

Like the moon you have dark holes
Not every part of you is perfect
But I wouldn’t dare plaster over these faults
Without them you’re not you.

Reply to Sonnet 18

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd:

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Reply to Sonnet 18

Can my mortality be made to die?
Thou shan't compare me to a summer's day.
Fair summer may seem fleet to mortal eye,
Though seasons cycle long past man's decay.

The darling summer buds bloom to bear fruit,
And fall next fells the branch, interrs the seed;
Past drear winter, summer's memory takes root
Till spring brings on this summer that will fade.

But frozen in words, summer won't meet fall-
Summer day thou dost praise shall cease to be.
And my fair form fixed thus within its caul
Won't win 'gainst all true summers thou shalt see.

Thy lines do offer me a monument
But not life, for immortalize thou cannot.

The Spark That Lives in That House

A little piece
So long forgotten
Is this the place
So long forgotten
I have no time
For peace of mind
These burning embers
We shall remember

Every time
I see that face
I forget what I am
And about that place

I have a secret
But its long ago
A little piece
Pain is the goal

And the meanings
All lost through time
Needless times
I didn't cry
There is a place
So long forgotten
Just a spark
Lost to time

Thu. June 19th, 2008. And More

Thu. June 19th, 2008.

[ninj4h (INFP)] 3:09 pm: like Friday was Crusoes friend, Im Sunday, a part of my masters
new blend. In nature we coexist, aiming for optimum bliss.
Many roads I have travelled, many truths I have unravelled, a gypsy,
a king, a lonely song i never more sing.
//Sunday Wayfarer


Sat. 21st June 2:07AM

ninj4h says:
as a lost sailor on his final cruise
with a soul colored by bruise
searching for his final harbour
aching for eternal rest
a place to find caress



Sun. 22nd June, 2:51 Am

[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:50 am:

instant action, just a fraction
for what really is, in a world of schiz
aim for truth, nourish the youth
sooth the elder, use the wise
despise the boys with toys
for what future to enjoy
without natures joy

[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:57 am:

as an enemy that lurks within
something always unravels under my skin
a fraction of sin, a sprit that doesnt
know where he has been.

lost in the dark my spirit sparks
in the night i strowl the parks
an echo from the past
unravels a fragile cast
this is my friendly geist
that paste the morning
in grace

Wednesday June 19th, 2008.

[ninj4h (INFP)] 12:21 am:

on a crooked path my spirit flows
with only elbows met, the shadow,
it never will forget.

Saturday, June 14th, 2008 [Ninj]

Saturday, June 14th, 2008

[ninj4h (INFP)] 4:10 pm:
in my sphere there is always love
it might not always what appear
when in fear, justice and balance
Is what has to appear.
A deep capacity of love, is what,
i work on to show.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 4:20 pm:
as i have to be my own mother,
father, brother, sister, friend and enemy.
there is some things that needs healing
in the strangest anomaly.
is some answers come intuively, aiming
holostically, i am, my own master,
is existentially.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 4:27 pm: ...
im high as a kite
in my might, i navigate flight
in the light of things
i talkt to eternal kings
the lords of element
signals my decent
soon i will land, and,
this day will be,
in my hands


[ninj4h (INFP)] 4:36 pm: ....
as the final curtain unfold
my last words are beeing told
a life, of all, atleast i stood tall.
for where i go now, nobody know.
the show is over, time to go ahead
for atleast, in my lifetime,
i aimed for prime.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 8:22 pm:
in disintegration we shall walk alone
without solidary we shall be
without unity we are no threat
ill bet, if we drop the unilateral depth
and accept and adapt, different
thinking, different schools
we wouldnt be sinking
into the arms of fools.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 8:37 pm:
as our culture of hate feeds the faith
we paint a world of disintegrate
as we create a need of unity
a need for purity, we walk along
this lonely song that cant go on
only together we can find peace
only together we can find love
what we need to cultive is
respect and eternal glow.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 8:39 pm:
as my creativity flourish
my dreams excell and nourish
in reality i can be who ever i want to be
i am a pollenating bee, with lots of
love to forsee
i go flower to flower, in my power
i empower, my malehood in its
prime, im feeling fine.
this requires not a dime.

Saturday, June 14th, 2008 [Ninj]

[ninj4h (INFP)] 1:30 am: another poem:

as we pass midnight once more
the shadows endulge in their gore
as dead spirits lurk around
nowhere life to be found
a skeleton dances round and round
only wickedness in this horror-go-round
suddenly a ray of light,
mother screams -"sleep tight"
it was just me worrying in the night.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 1:38 am: another one:

as the moment of death sets in
all bodily movement seize
the last breath signals
mans eternal freeze

the moment has passed
man has left his bodily mass
the room seems filled with tingle
maybe the last earthly mingle

as spirit and body separates
what is left behind decorates our mind

for where has man gone now
when only the body to be
found 6 feet under the snow


[ninj4h (INFP)] 1:56 am:

as us signint acts out their sabotage and deception
i incident managed and log with all my perception

inclined to make a roar,
the whole thing just makes me soar

passing judgement is easy
when opposite acts are sleazy


[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:28 am:

in abstract i act
aiming for intact
breaking the pact
infact, this i show
I act


[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:33 am:
laying out a rhyme for a dime
anything to serve my prime
out of time, out of line
fine. this is how i chime.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:47 am: another one bites the dust:

with intention i mention
i accuse to use, the abuse,
its up to us to choose
a future where nobody loose

in solidarity we can enjoy clarity
with proper equality grows individuality

for more freedoms to endure, we have to
make sure, culture, safe from economic
vultures.


[ninj4h (INFP)] 2:56 am: more:

as your emotional outburst reaches my hurt
i shy away in despair, im in fear.

my dear, i cant take this sphere,
adhere to the atmosphere i try to bear

infected i search for healing
my emotions needs dealing

help me deal with this feeling

~

Flitting ripples, butterfly..hand in mine?
Never thought now, never this time
Soft silks adrift, soft echoed sighs
Ramparts fall, eyes drawn, till my
Yours

Persephone's Journey

Life is merging with death
And how sweet is the bitter sting
Of the scorpion's tail. So alluring
So tempting, to visit the underworld,
Never to return to this humble body
All brittle and woeful
Now that the source of joy
Is known to lie in the eternal.
The seduction of the impermanent
Stretches as far as death itself
As this fragile, depressed mind
Tries to prove its own power through force
And push me down, towards hell
So the glorious truth of Heaven is hidden
In its glacial shadow, frozen, dead
Melted by life; the radiance from my soul.
There will come Joy and Peace and Love
When all is lost and all is exposed.

[ninj4h (INFP)] 10:38 pm:

as my mind drifts away,
yet without a word to say
in universe i set sail
with a concentration yet so frail
why is it, were so afraid to fail
its not like we get in jail
breaking through another door
lying here on the floor
sour from todays gore
a quantum leap ahead
i find a new thread
another thing to tail
suddenly my mind makes bail

[ninj4h (INFP)] 9:56 pm: .

as anxiety infects my soul
i feed my whole, for a better future to behold
bold, i wash away my fears, still no tears
as erruption of spirit takes place
abduction of rationality takes all space
in grace i sneak into my bed
dreaming about the tear to be shed.