Wednesday, December 27, 2023
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
Family is everything! no matter how they will always be with you. Friends may leave you but not your family! you may have encountered problems with them. They, still however always be there for you.
Many have claimed that family is the first to be blamed for every single bad thing happened (it is only a claim I heard), and that family has made their lives to be more difficult and harsh. I say NO. I have a very simple family. I love my parents though I have hurt them a lot I know. They are the best ever I had. They love me still. Three times call a day with laughter and greet make me strong and get me steadfast on my faith in God.
I pray to God that they are always be protected and secured by the love of God. I love my dear father and mother who are getting older. Their love is like blooming flowers in the spring time and flows always like a running brook and satisfies my thirsty throat of loving water. They never complain though I have made their lives hard. They never deny me though I have not made anything worth for them. I miss them always in spite they are not always beside me. Their loving care and love have brought me up to a never ending love of them. I just need them. I just want them. They are so precious worthy. I miss you my dearest mom and dad! God is always with you both day in, day out!
I love my family, I love my dear brothers and sisters. I always want to listen to every word they say. I do not want to miss any single word. I miss them! I want to be there always for them. I want to love them, keep my promise to my dear parents that I will always be there for them. I know I have not been able to give any precious thing to them.
Many have claimed that family is the first to be blamed for every single bad thing happened (it is only a claim I heard), and that family has made their lives to be more difficult and harsh. I say NO. I have a very simple family. I love my parents though I have hurt them a lot I know. They are the best ever I had. They love me still. Three times call a day with laughter and greet make me strong and get me steadfast on my faith in God.
I pray to God that they are always be protected and secured by the love of God. I love my dear father and mother who are getting older. Their love is like blooming flowers in the spring time and flows always like a running brook and satisfies my thirsty throat of loving water. They never complain though I have made their lives hard. They never deny me though I have not made anything worth for them. I miss them always in spite they are not always beside me. Their loving care and love have brought me up to a never ending love of them. I just need them. I just want them. They are so precious worthy. I miss you my dearest mom and dad! God is always with you both day in, day out!
I love my family, I love my dear brothers and sisters. I always want to listen to every word they say. I do not want to miss any single word. I miss them! I want to be there always for them. I want to love them, keep my promise to my dear parents that I will always be there for them. I know I have not been able to give any precious thing to them.
Wednesday, March 6, 2019
I do not have much to share, but this time I would like to give an idea that might be helpful. If you feel it is useless in the end, just ignore it and just leave it:
Terrorism has now made up a horrible situation and the victims are always the civilians who are definitely innocent. Everyone is now living under the pressure of terrorists all over the world. Whom to blame? education? characters or parents and the community? or what? no matter what the cause is, solution has not been found, yet the terrorists are still there to hunt down anyone and anything!
Suicide bombers are like zombies who have no mind but can still smell the blood. They would never stop to have more and more blood.
Suicide car and truck bombings recorded:
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Suicide_car_and_truck_bombings
Suicide bombings in whole categories recorded:
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide_attack
I wonder why is it so difficult for all the so called genius people in this world to make or create bomb detector in a massive amount and spread it all over the world and place them everywhere and reduce the number of people who die for bombs. I myself do not have such a knowledge to create this sophisticated tool, unfortunately. I wish I could make it and gave it to every family in the world for free.
Every country is now competing to create sophisticated weapons, planes and many other harmful tools. What for? of course to hurt, kill, and shed tears and blood.
It is so ironic, let's say in Iraq, Afghanistan, Turkey, Lebanon and some parts of African countries, there are always suicide bombers who attack civilians and security guards without being able to be detected. Why is it so easy for them to die while there are so many brilliant people in the world who could even create space craft to go over the other planets.
The innocents die day by day but still there is no genius could find a solution and overcome this horrible situation on this planet.
Terrorism has now made up a horrible situation and the victims are always the civilians who are definitely innocent. Everyone is now living under the pressure of terrorists all over the world. Whom to blame? education? characters or parents and the community? or what? no matter what the cause is, solution has not been found, yet the terrorists are still there to hunt down anyone and anything!
Suicide bombers are like zombies who have no mind but can still smell the blood. They would never stop to have more and more blood.
Suicide car and truck bombings recorded:
All the data above are still far lack, there have been other millions of suicide bombers all around the world.
Suicide bombings in whole categories recorded:
Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide_attack
I wonder why is it so difficult for all the so called genius people in this world to make or create bomb detector in a massive amount and spread it all over the world and place them everywhere and reduce the number of people who die for bombs. I myself do not have such a knowledge to create this sophisticated tool, unfortunately. I wish I could make it and gave it to every family in the world for free.
Every country is now competing to create sophisticated weapons, planes and many other harmful tools. What for? of course to hurt, kill, and shed tears and blood.
It is so ironic, let's say in Iraq, Afghanistan, Turkey, Lebanon and some parts of African countries, there are always suicide bombers who attack civilians and security guards without being able to be detected. Why is it so easy for them to die while there are so many brilliant people in the world who could even create space craft to go over the other planets.
The innocents die day by day but still there is no genius could find a solution and overcome this horrible situation on this planet.
My sword of Pioneer
The necklace of love,
the water of peace,
shall there never be another,
him only the one to say,
the throne is his,
under the sun his sweat shed,
no words though, only a thought crossed,
when to Thee my soul be,
Pain no more feels, he,
cry no more for tears,
on his feet of weak,
stand still like a rock,
No ersatz camouflage,
soul of formosity,
sagacious of purity,
envelope the whole agony.
The necklace of love,
the water of peace,
shall there never be another,
him only the one to say,
the throne is his,
under the sun his sweat shed,
no words though, only a thought crossed,
when to Thee my soul be,
Pain no more feels, he,
cry no more for tears,
on his feet of weak,
stand still like a rock,
No ersatz camouflage,
soul of formosity,
sagacious of purity,
envelope the whole agony.
The end of Twelve Magic Romance
The twelve years just passed and spread all the seeds,
now only memories remain in the hearts of nothingness,
no time, nor space like it was, only streams of rush and hurry,
try to remain in silence, but it seems hard and painful,
twelve years passed and nothing was written,
just an empty jar of red wine that has never been filled.
Ran out of the trail, chasing the moon fire,
still unable to stable, though thousands of way was taken,
this romance of twelve just ended up in a glass of empty wine,
tears dry out, struggles fade away, faith disappear,
this twelve magic way has come to an end.
Cogitation is the way some says, but the body is too weak,
though the soul dances and follow the sound easily,
the body is lament and cripple like no bones in it.
it is time for the body to lay down in the stillness of the night,
to say nothing but emptiness of the underground.
Marito Goncalves Leite/ Ano Lemorai
Thursday, February 15, 2018
DEAR FATHER FELISBERTO GONCALVES
Sleeping in the solitude,
knowing not of the outsides,
no more cries nor screams,
just a deep of sleep, in the paradise of ocean.
candles to lit on,
flowers to give on,
tears to fall down,
to grind off his paradise,
sleeps and dreams in buoy,
like no more to the flesh,
soul says and tells.
the story had come to an end.
To bear down on, no more,
cogitate only in the stillness of the night,
under the moon and in the eerie breeze.
Sitting I am, under the shade of the moon,
and tell the story of his amazing life.
MUITO OBRIGADO MEU PAE,
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Words of the Ocean deep
smiling pain covers,
weary souls cry,
black hearts appear,
celebrates the filth,
lovely wound cracks,
the paradise of mind.
whomsoever to see,
whatsoever to reveal,
still alone to be.
the soul of wound.
Rain stops for reason,
heart cries for season,
of the T finally remains,
the answer to the mind,
stuck in the ocean of thoughts.
Marito Goncalves Leite/Ano
LM forever
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