A New Passion

Hi All,
Yeah I am in and out of here .. but I still love the good old Xanga. This whole new format is weird.. Gotta get used to it.

Here is my new passion 360 Degree Videos and Pictures.

Here are some of the videos I took

Andy Grammer at Miller Park Video 1 these two videos are not of the best quality as I was only at the baby steps with BublCam

Andy Grammer at Miller Park Video 2

Now I wanted to take a good video of my backyard and it was okay the new settings were not saved like I thought

And of course the inside of my house. This is the living and dining area with a walk through my small kitchen.

Simple life isn’t it? Aha.. it is anything but simple behind that smile. Here is the latest poem from my Facebook

Someone in the Academy Of American poets once said…One should not explain a poem.. I called that person very bad names and left the Academy forum for good. I told the then admin.. I am a poet and I don’t need any academy to approve that. If you don’t read my poem with my explanations then the next generation will.
Here is the explanation of my poem..

I am a person who never leaves a friend. There are people who were friendly to me and then they became rivals but I never leave that person whom I call a friend. That person will always be someone I care about. In thoughts, prayers and in deeds, I will always be there for them.
I lost a friend because she didn’t like something I said. But she never lost me, and just today I thought I will check how she is doing and went to her facebook and saw this…
“Nicoderm CQ exists for people who want to quit smoking. What do they have for people who want to quit chocolate?”

I said to myself Probably Chocoderm byq
Then I thought I should have never gone there.. but I did because of the following reason.

Twilight Of The Rising Sun.

Wandering through the timelines of our life, Ah’ I wonder,
What wonderful creations of God you and I are,
Wiping away sweat, for each other we cared,
Wiping away tears of joy, ah’ each other we loved.

All the combinations of care and love we championed,
And then fought we, like street dogs and each other we left,
Leaving only salty sad tears forever in our eyes.
But we held, we became the champions of our own hearts.

And when the timelines of future we face every day,
Have we forgotten that one day we must champion,
Each other’s heart than heart of our own, leaving,
Soul in perpetual loneliness none can connect to?

Dreams are good, dreams are great, and we must see they are fulfilled,
Oh love will outlive every dream outside of romance we will ever see,
As in every possible way I tried to turn my heart away from you and failed,
Ah’ the rising sun’s twilight will bring to you a smile filled with my love.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. All Rights Reserved-2016.

Instead of a picture I am leaving you a song … listen to the lyrics.

Have a sweet day!! I miss the good old days of Xanga. Love you all.

The Reality

This little poem was written during a drive back home after a night out party. It was about 2:45AM and I was driving home after dropping one of my friend and his wife home. It was dark and the night was creeping all over me. I just recorded this into my phone… I rephrased this a bit.
Enjoy.

The Reality.

The passion for life builds,
In the childhood days, in laughs and tears,
Dragged through the learnings of emotions,
Rebelling through the vast ocean of knowledge,
Ah’ we learn to love, we learn to hate, we learn to act.

In it all a reality unfolds, Sadness is that reality,
Oh’ looking on the beauty of the twilight waking in the east,
The soul weeps, Ah’ remembering the days where we parted,
The soul weeps. Ah’ remembering your smiling face,
In it all a reality unfolds, Sadness is that reality.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. All Rights Reserved-2016.

Cute Finch

Fluttering Promises.

Question me not in the paths I take,
Where phantoms behind veil of dark hide.
Walk not ahead of me,
For you will slow me down,
Walk not behind me,
For you will fall back,
Walk with me to the future times,
Where in the held hands promises will flutter,
The promise of shared gladness kept,
In cocoons of love nests we built,
From which in fulfillment they evolve,
Into the happiness of those times.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. All Rights Reserved-2015.

Unknowingly Synchronized Unknown.

For the fear truth went unspoken,
You spoke not for the fear of my obsessive brutality,
I spoke not for the fear of losing you.

But mind cannot hold the truth,
Mine being my love for you which to hide I tried,
Into a past with anger and misfortunes built,
Out of time hardened stubbornness.

The feeling in me persisted,
And the unknown unknowingly synchronized,
Every time a man touch you,
Heartbeats slows down, veins tightens,
And all ends in pain released through every cell in my body,
And the soul screaming to be heard, to be loved.

Every time all that as an insanity I accept,
Insanity into a sane mind injected,
With love only for you.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. All Rights Reserved-2015.

There are times when one does things with a view in mind without much thought and ends up in a terrible place and it really hurts from every sense and love screams in clutches of life for forgiveness. I seek it and asking for it to you my darling.

“I am so sorry for what I did,
It was stupid,
And immature,
And unforgivable,
And I know this is an impossible thing for me to ask,
But you have to find a way to forgive me,
Because I don’t want to live my life without you.”

Wake Up Mo Cuishle

Hey hey…
Life just told me this “You have the right to remain fucked up, anything you do to change that will be used against you to fuck you up further..”

You may not need me honey, but I need you.

The one person who can understand me…C’mon wake up and say hellooo… you know why? You are the only one who survived and shown me that there is something that can be done to change this fucked up life.

And as usual.. I forgot to say…hmmm I love you …

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