When We Find It – A Poem

IMG_1359Blissful ends
from frightful fables,

Lovers collide, amidst the loss.

Serene sights
of birthing bedlam,

A friend, found the owner of foes.

Emotions entangled
their twisted twins,

A lie, brought to us at our low.

Isaac Olajos

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The Prophets of One – A Poem

IMG_2702Years upon years,
The wiser would say.
Yet who was the wiser?
For I stand here this day.

On the graves of the greater,
The tombs of the told.
Was it I whom the wiser?
I say not for years old.

For thought is but thorough,
Nor times before dead.
Wisdom is wording,
How the heart meets the head.

Isaac Olajos

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Inherence – A Poem

IMG_00000399The hearts of man bear only gold,
For our children in our hearts we hold.
Hidden by the times ahead,
We learn, but not, for silence is lead.

Isaac Olajos

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Ruins Inside – A Poem

IMG_1530A fortress forged
from hearts of stone.

Steel poured ponders,
we’re with someone

Bitterly blustered
by wind and one.

Murals fade
walls to none.

 

Isaac Olajos

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The Importance Of Family – A Lesson Each Has Taught Me

IMG_3919Our families define who we are whether we like it or not. My family plays a major role in my life and I am endlessly grateful for it. Although my cousins and aunts and uncles have contributed just as much, my family is so large I could only focus on the direct lines to myself.

Here is a lesson each one has taught me:

My Mother – Our lives are one big canvas. The more colours you add, the more unique the painting becomes. Not everyone will buy a “unique” painting, but the ones who do will find more meaning in each stroke than the painter had ever known. Cherish your colours, marry your collector.

My Father – No man ever broke from the crowd by working for someone else. You must pave your own road to walk on if you want to stand out. Take this path whether the road is paved with gold, or with dirt. We all desire to stand out, the only thing stopping us is our own fear of failure.

My Sister – Sometimes if you look at a simple thing a bit differently, it makes you hilarious. This also applies to success. If we look at the small things everyone takes for granted, we can see a piece of life that is virtually invisible. Taking advantage of these things and use them for your own gain.

My Brother – Competition is best used not against each other, but together against the world. Take on the world as a team, and the world is sure to lose.

My G.G. – Appearance only matters to those who do not affect your life. The age of your mind is the age of your body. Surround yourself with those who love you, and in them, you will live forever. After all, true beauty is how you live, knowing that there is an end.

My Grandma – No matter what happens in your family, they will still be your family. Accept them for who they are and you will have a happy, healthy life. Show them hospitality, and they will grow closer than one could hope for.

My Papa – Other than your children, your significant other is the most important person in your life. They will keep you grounded, pick you up when you fall, love you when you are at your lowest. Sometimes it may be hard, but the key to happiness: Listen to your wife.

My Granny – Love has no boundaries. It can exist in life, and in death. The people that we love make us who we are, and we should all be grateful for that.

My Grampy – There is no room among men for those who question themselves. A real man is one who knows he is not perfect, but never stops bettering himself.

Special Mention: My Dog – There is always room for something else to care about in ones life. Love is reciprocal. I love my dog, she loves me. This should be applied to people too, but we find that hard sometimes because they have their own opinions.

Happy arting,

Isaac Olajos

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To The Once Brave – A Poem

IMG_1078Death is but an impression of life.
Their actions will follow you in time.
Lives affecting yours, ended or not.

Think, and they will have been restored.
Feel, and they will have been reborn.
Fight, and our hearts will cease to mourn.

Look to your left, move to your right.
Death may only feel like death;
When they should stand tall at your side.

Isaac Olajos

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We are All Soldiers – A Poem

IMG_1339Hear the heart beat drums of war.
Notes to end,
Our lives too poor.

Head the heavy masts ahead.
Stab the sunrise,
Less be dead.

Litter the lines with more than men.
Hold your breath,
Don’t count to ten.

Sail the stars as fears take flight.
There will be none,
no lovers tonight.

Seed our sorrows in ruins of some.
Their hearts are gone,
The war is won.

Isaac Olajos

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The Writers Mantra – A Creation of My Own

DSCF6432There is a mantra that I thought up years ago when I first became interested in writing. It is short, simple, and true to anyone who finds power in words. I encourage you to share/reblog this to see if it is true to all writers, for my reach as a blogger is very slim at this point in time. I hope you find meaning in it, among other things I write:

Give Me a Picture,
And I will give you a thousand words.
Give me a Word,
And I will recreate the World in its likeness.

-Isaac Olajos

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The Fall – A Poem

IMG_1535There is a cliff somewhere.
One which we must all plunge from.
It’s height varies in time,
It’s slopes rise and fall with our hearts.

When we leave its edge,
We may not cease to exist.
For the fall does not finish us,
Yet, the jump decides our fate.

Each man must disappear into the blackness,
Fight his instincts,
Fear his existence.
Find himself before his momentum halts.

Can we rise against the swell of our thought?
Lift the weight of worry from our shoulders?
Comfort our fluttering hearts?
Heat the frigid wasteland that captures our skin?

As you stumble through the woods, to come upon your cliff,
Hear the trees crack as their spines stretch to the stars.
Do not peer over the edge,
For life ceases to mean, as the end is seen.

Isaac Olajos

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Describing Emotion – Love

IMG_2756Love is blurry;

Yet it feels so clear.
We may dream, yet never achieve.
For its limits are endless.

The truest form is the point we cease to seek.
Accepting that our quest will continue no more,
Set our sorrows in the dirt, long before the path to end.

But you can always go further,
Feel stronger,
Care more,
Hurt less.

Love is our morphine.
It is our vice.
Our habit.

An escape from the reality so harshly thrust upon us.
An ideal life we can only but dream to live.
Love is a thought from the hearts of humans,
Yet we cannot reach it.

Love is our reason to begin,
And our means to an end.

For it is a world we do not know,
A creation we cannot create,
A fable we cannot forget.

Love is not ours to keep.

Isaac Olajos

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