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The Zamkai Master

The Zamkai Master

Philosophy of Grit

Poems

True to my poems
Poems

True to my poems

I am not a good man.
But I try to be one each moment.

I fight my battles best I can.
I always try to be honest.

I have a rude mouth,
But I hope you see the sincerity.

I have an angry demeanor,
But I hope you can see the good in me.

I am a fearful man,
I seek my courage with God.

I try to stay true to my poems,
Would be a shame if I am not.

I struggle often, but I never quit.
Keep showing up, for battle I was built.

I fall once, I rise again.
Seek my strength in God,
This is my path to Zen.

– Master Kai

Until the dust settled
Poems

Until the dust settled

The battlefield – it’s dusty and dry.
Red is the ground, underneath the blue sky.
No words are spoken.
All the laws are broken.
I fight, I fall – I rise, I brawl
I can’t be stopped, I’m hard to kill.
Surrounded by foes, but my mind is still.
Now I have no shield and I have no plan.
I am taking the hits, the best I can.
Days of ruthless battles,
I have finally hit the ground.
Many allies gone, I have lost the count.
They breathed a sigh of relief,
Until the dust settled.
They thought I had been bested.
They forgot the powers I was vested.
That day many lives were wasted.
But to me, defeat remained untasted.

-Maitre Kai

Still here
Poems

Still here

The lover is gone, but the love is still here
We don’t talk no more, yet the words spoken are still there.

Echoing through eternity, moving through the stars –
The promises we made,
Unfulfilled dreams of sharing a bed…
Carelessly let go, held onto our egos instead.

But the spark that led us is still here.
Dormant, won’t you put some fuel there?
Set the fire & lead us somewhere?
Of course you won’t & of course I won’t.
Many put the ego aside, but some won’t

Hope you die a peaceful death
Hope I die the same
& hopefully in the next life,
Our love is rekindled again.

– Maitre Kai

Rage
Poems

Rage

It’s a dark time, many children just died
It’s a dark time, he took a woman’s life.

It’s a really dark time, a father was shot.
It’s a really dark time, the fire burning is hot.

They torched the houses,
The criminals are out loose.
From every part of the world,
All I hear is bad news.

I feel the sadness, I feel the rage.
I don’t even know my enemies
& it feels like a cage.

I question why. I see the evil eye.
God is the best of planners.
So I put the questions aside.
He has a plan, it is his will.

Through this dark time,
Let’s all pray together
So the world shall heal

-Zamkai Master

My Only Friend, The End
Poems

My Only Friend, The End

He waits for me and I trust he waits
I know he stands by the rusty gates.

The gates to which I walk closer daily.
He stands there and he doesn’t smile,

He doesn’t talk. Yet he makes people cry
But I can vouch for him, he is not a bad guy

He talks to me in sore goodbyes.
In the grieving hearts of the teary eyes.

He reminds me how all shall pass
And all my worries, they aren’t meant to last

And the day we meet, is the day it ends.
It’s a blood contract, you can make no amends.

My only friend, the end
The only promise of my life.

The only one I trust to wait.
He waits for me and I trust he waits.

– Zamkai Master

I can’t let you be
Poems

I can’t let you be

I have learned to let you go,
But I can’t let you be.

The thought of you with someone new
It hurts, how could I let that be?

There’s new hearts on the line,
But I just can’t let you be.

There you come again. In my dreams,
In my memories, In the phrases from the strangers,
In the things you like, that remind me of you.

How could I possibly let you be?

You were wrong, So was I.
Maybe I a little more.
I see it now but we are no more.

I have all the intellect
but I haven’t arrived to the conclusion.

Brain says it’s easy, chase the new tail.
Heart says a different story, sadly I can’t hear.

I have learned how to let you go.
I let you go a little more each day.
But I can’t let you be.
How do I set my heart free?

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Cheap Grass Horse: Short Story
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Cheap Grass Horse: Short Story

You see a lot of horses, big stallions, made to run, born from the perfect genes, but for some reason, you just can’t bet on them, too high of a price, so you look around and find another horse, not the tallest, not the fastest, first generation of runner on its bloodline, picked up when it was small from the far-far countryside

The Thinking Crisis
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The Thinking Crisis

I know people, who don’t know where their money goes. Who can’t remember for how much they bought their phone a week ago. How much interest rate they are paying on their debt. They are stuck in this infinite loop of, work, pay, eat, scroll, die. But it’s these people who will be on the front lines rallying for beliefs which they haven’t once thought of. Whatever I say, I make sure to have thought of it well before hand. Be honest to yourself, when was the last time you sat down in silence and actually THOUGHT about decisions that could alter your lives in a significant way. Just THINKING takes you miles away. It’s the first step.

We can’t even think now. The matrix that you must escape first, is the matrix of your own mind. Because the matrix outside merely is using your own mind against you. Thinking is the first step, planning is the second. Action is the last.

Bodybuilding or Calisthenics?
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Bodybuilding or Calisthenics?

Bodybuilding or Calisthenics? Everyone on the self-improvement journey might have come across this hurdle of doing bodybuilding or calisthenics? Maybe second thoughts on what they are doing? Which is better? Which should you do and does it matter which you do? I will answer that in my perspective. I have been working out for well[…]

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