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There once was a man from Niagara whose wiener's so long it would stab ya' but when it got little his pills became skittles until he O.D.'d on Viagra © ~JSLambert 2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!
Beauty and the Beast In the deep core of her skin I feel a human who is no saint Cutting out her heart, ripping everything in shreds Leaving my prey gutless, in every form of sin (HUSBAND) Watch the last beat of her heart as I slowly slaughter your (WIFE) Thank you for participating as I slowly kill her in every way Stripping her down to her every woman's way I slit her throat and watch the red pump out her neck Gasping, she gulps on her own blood Gently I reach in and remove her silent tongue I devour her deepness, for all the beauty you mistook Detaching all her limbs before she gave God her grace No pity did I take upon her while she gave one last breath Look at the empty emotions I left behind in her eye Staring right back, as I pound a new cavity in her chest Laughing at her brutal cries! Confessing, it was time to satisfy her beast Chuckle at the thought, how beauty up and died Trapped by my own dark, depressing abyss Her mind such a waste, a hunger she left behind only I can taste Her eyes, I will cut and burn, for allowing him to blind her way- Her red plum lips, I have sewn shut, for never speaking up- Her tongue I swallowed completely I could not stand the crying of the soon to be slaughtered sheep Bathing naked in her guts for not defending herself Plunging out her spine, pricking my finger on her hip My blood gushing out thick while hers flows thin Analyzing while mutilating, myself reflected twin A mistake it was to lurk, trapping the beauty within Putting her in a coffin, knowing this will dry up the tears I'm holding up a guard with an unbreakable shell My prisoner in this body of lust, forgetting the true meaning of hell The women inside is dead, I murdered her long ago The front I put upon is colder than snow How can I let her find her Beauty-----------(WIFE) When she still lives with the beast----------(HUSBAND) I know her only secret, That will give her life and brighten her glow Give her a delicate rose and you will see! The ugliness will melt, and reveal her true identity *Thank you Beast, *For reminding me what killed the Beauty Dark Poetry-Epic ~SKAT~
PAINFUL LOVE AFFAIR I love you my lover. I don't know why? You are working so hard, I love you from nine to five. Soon we both will clock out. Going to our separate lives. The lives we always dread about. At work you give me the attention. The kind my husband dose not give. Plain simple kisses with no affection. At my house that is how I live. A love affair you did mention. No more teasing, no more flirting. Sneaking, and releasing our lust and tension. We both started accidently caring. While at work you hold my hand. We see everyone just staring. They can't bare to understand, the two lives we are tearing. I love the things we talk about. Around my husband we always shout. Always thinking we would be together. Until that one day , I feel under the whether I had to tell you goodbye . Writing you a last love letter. Explaining the reason why? No one can make things better. All I can do about this is cry. You said when your wife was in doubt. About me to her, you did not lie. My husband after, soon found out. In that moment, I felt the need to die. In my face he did more than shout. About the baby, made him cry. Relocating us to another route. Far away where I can never tell you HI. It's your baby, with no doubt. The one thing my husband want me to deny. This love affair I can never talk about. A painful love affair in my eye. I.T. S.K.A.T. POETRY 2-24-10
Your sweet nectar wraps around my senses like jungle vines steady drums beating Your heart near mine Your strong hands hold me suspended by my waist Just enough pain and strength against my supple skin For my taste The musk of your sculpted body and the forest has me going wild But yet, the tender way you protect me, reminds me of Being a child A safe familiarity with a strain of animalistic seduction Your invisible hold over me leaves me arrow poisoned Unable to function My long dark hair wraps you with smells of coconut and ocean Sun your locks full of mud and enemies Blood together, my warrior We make One
Thunder and lightning ruled the black night As the frightened young mother struggled Beads of sweat ran down her pretty face The old midwife calmly sponged off sweat She hummed a lullaby to soothe her pain Praying that the husband would be back soon Five miles to travel in treacherous weather Seeking the one doctor for hundreds of miles Twelve hours of labor now seemed like days. Fell trees and shaved off roof tops, toppled by whipping winds Rising rivers were swollen, and flooded make shift roads Endless rain poured like there would be no end Meanwhile her unborn child lay bridged as it battled for release Suddenly the door burst open and the doctor rushed in His clothes sticking to his skin; there was no time to change With his palm he felt her forehead asking pertinent questions He and the old midwife tried manually to turn the exhausted child At each attempt, mother's painful cry was heard in the distance She gave one guttural scream and usherd her baby into the world The child, born limp, barely breathing as the mid wife took her away He starred into her eyes, and knew that she was beyond his help He brought the new born to lie in her mother's warm arms The silence was noticeable; the raging storm had passed The sound of light rain, now a comfort, gently tapped upon tin roof In a soft, weak voice she called her husband and managed a smile Then she blessed her child with words from a mother's heart "May you be a light, swift as lightning when days grow dark." "May you have wisdom and foresight beyond your days" "May your heart nurture and remain open to love" "Like rain, may you bring life to all " "Born this stormy night, your name will be "Rain". ~*~ By : Audrey Carey Note: Imagination at work:) Written for Constance's "Rain, The Story" Contest. My imagination took me to some little village in Africa. This scene is played out in many villages where health care is non-existent. However, there's always, thanks to God, a wise, caring "midwife" to help mothers during delivery. Everyday, countless miracles are performed by God through "midwives"!
Gentle caresses sweep my skin with creeping tenderness, devouring every curve of my body and feeling its sizzling melt against your skin. Your loving gaze enters my soul striking away all attempts to keep the padlocked heart and mind shuttered from any harm. Your finger tips tantalize my womanly form raising delightful awareness. You lead my chin towards you brush your nose and lips over my face as you slowly move towards my mouth then meet, magically. Explosive emotions dynamite through my mind as we meld together powerless I become putty in your hands and you play purposely mastering your art knowing it's your attention to detail that matters in loving me.
Obsessed with the thought of you wondering if it's only me or if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said and if you meant them how I took them or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head Obsessed with your very sentences Every response I take personal I know it's selfishness Have you not noticed my eyes? They hold secrets that only you can unlock if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust and other things I obsess over so much I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created where only you and I reside I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I begin to cry and think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair I know it's unfair but I don't care I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips, I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....
Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas Searching forever for the great Land of Nod, To the place where they could find true peace. True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace. The love that twined forever within their hearts They sought throughout all the wonderous lands Going to the place where they would live in peace, A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land. The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land. Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find… Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land. So it's said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true, And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you. Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.
Even though you sit so close to me Seems together happy we could never be As hard I try to get you close I get pricked by the thorn of the stem of a rose Your tear drop feels like a thousand pins I'd rather burn to ashes for my countless sins You're a Lily on the water, to get you I try But as soon as I come close, the pond runs dry Try as much I would never understand The pain you feel as i leave your hand I want to tell you that every moment I miss The love that we had at the time of our first kiss I hope that someday will surely come When our love will every strife overcome I hope that someday our hearts will surely meet Till then like the crescent moon I'll remain incomplete -Collice Rodrigues 5/10/2010
Let me express my feelings Let me tell you a true tale So, my husband has a "gift" One I can't quite tell He has his sly fox ways Of getting what he wants For if it isn't his way His ways are full of taunts He begs and begs and pleads Honey, baby, dear I want to hold you close tonight I want to feel you near Sometimes I say ok But others it's too hot But before the night is over I end up in his spot How is that he could argue with me after such a night Over a piece of paper That was strictly in HIS sight I know he has bad days Trust me, I have mine too I guess he can make it up to me "Somehow" we'll make it through -Miranda Lambert-
. A Young Mother Rocks baby Singing happy song Love in its purity bonding Daddy slips into the arms of another woman
I seen a man I seen a man Bearing the weight of his yore problems in life No tears wept, he left the emotions to his wife I seen a man Daring to proceed in front of crowds and be his own person Discovering the independence of his character in confusion I seen a man Touch not, he could not feel Speak not, his mouth was sealed Hear not, no one can listen to his mind Taste not, the insipid peels of lime I seen a man In his wild days, love, would be thrown out there Following an untraced path, set in air Hate would bubble within But it would not erupt, only applause... Fading His story would confuse the young, puzzle the old This is just the introduction untold I seen a man Imaged in black and white I seen a man But I am blind I seen a man I seen a man Rebecca C*
Obviously, I am kissed Once more by destiny When clock touching The summer moonlight night Without pain And, flatten the thought By the buzzing bug With a fiery lips, awaking My lonesome blood Into whacking as I fell Into her breath With its natural scent Like Venus, the god Wrapped my lonely body By sweet loving hand That I felt like Lolly candy Wanting… To be licked By you, again and again
She had hair that was dark as the darkest night Brown eyes that shined like a beautiful light Her lips made the brightest Rubies look dim Odds of forgetting her were less then slim But then again What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin He was out looking for someone to meet She was walking desire on a deserted street When they said goodbye it was all for the better Deep down he knew he had to forget her But then again What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin They said their hellos - Then said their goodbyes Everything in-between turned out to be lies He knew he could never get her out of his head But tonight his wife would be waiting in bed But then again What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin Back home after they had put the children to bed Images of the role playing still fresh in his head He watched her undress out of the leather and lace He studied each curve and the beauty of her face But then again What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin © 2007 Michael Jordan All Rights Reserved
Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words that you say to me, they stick to my soul like honey to a bee. They move me, they soothe me, they let me live, for it is you that I need and my heart I will give. You touched me like I never have felt before, you start my heart breathing so fast until I can hardly let go. I feel your words like sand on a beach they are still in my head and will never decease. Your words are so brand new and alive, for they are the only thing that is helping me to survive. You touched my heart like no other I have known, the way in which you love me I wil never do you no harm. Your words is like an ocean running free, all I want them to do is pour all over me. You touched my heart like a child playing with a toy, he love it so much because it brings him so much joy. That is how you touch my heart, giving and bringing me so much joy, it makes me feel like a child with his new toy. You touched my heart every day of my life, that is why I do not care about all the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make you happy just as long as I know I am the apple of your eye and that you will do or say nothing to make me cry. You touched my heart from this day forward, there can never be another you because you are what I need and it is me for you and you for me that is the only way it is going to be. you touched my heart.
***NOTE~TO BE READ WITH A RIDICULOUS "SILKY SOUTHERN DRAWL" (have fun:)*** "Storm over yet...?" "Well hay'ell ye'ah! woo-hoo! sum'body git me a da'gumm cole beer. whadda'bou that boy th'er? sum'body git him'a cole beer too!" "Diddy! that boy ain't nothin' but 8 years old!" "Wha'choo sayin? wha'th'a? na'I don't give a jolly'durn, if he ain't nuttin but 8 year'owed! shoot! 'dat boy dun' sat him thr'ew a big ol', storm! torna'durr warnin' too! he gonna have him'a cole burr; on me!" my treat! mama, git him'a cole burr! ro'tt now; ya'here? besides... ta'days father's day!" © 2011 ~JSLambert Esquire
The taste of homemade Carmel so sweet/ everyone I know desires the treat. After one night in the kitchen covered/ half the pan gone, next morning discovered. Is it my beagle Lily whom loves any food? / she seems in a hyper beagle mood. I know I heard a squeak in the night / a dream ? No, for low was the kitchen light. T'was my husband, for he can't resist/ soft , buttered brown sugar , a Vanilla twist.
Hubby was talking about the job he was at: when he suddenly… Got into the 'Computer Programmers Mode'. Where absolutely… Everything became 'DITS & DOTS, and DARS & FARS'… No more caffeine for Hubby any time this week, at home! This lingo of his, only belongs at work, where he IS an Uber Geek. But here at home… you gotta know… he's only talking to me! It must be like the dreams he has, with reams and reams of code. And tables of papers are stacked to the ceiling, or maybe to his nose. It's an APP-APP here, and an APP-APP there, to tie the Data to his code. Make it go faster! Make it go smarter! In his own little world, you know. His eyes have glazed, as his fingers flash over his fancy keyboard at home. If only me, his little old wifey- poo, could get such attention as this, to know. At least, he keeps my computers running, like crazy, and way up to snuff! Now if only he'd give me the time of day… to get my own work done. With a type-type here, and a type-type there: I definitely blow his mind. He'd fix my typing, if only he could, with a new app, well designed. The 'Trouble with Tribbles' is nothing, as when confronting an Uber Geek. Microsoft falls into a hush, as they whisper out his name and fame complete. For Halloween, he hooks up electronics, with apps to animated programming… Never Fear! Hubby's here! Next, the Turkey will be clucking binary coding. He made Santa a GPS, which goes to mars and beyond: It's simply otherworldly. But now he's talking in binary code… I hope Hubby'll land home, soon, surely. For with DITs & DOTS, and DARS & FARS it's getting way past midnight. I know he'll be back to earth soon, tho, for it's time to say goodnight!
Your strong hand beneath my head my Love in your Blood turned from friendship did spread into More the first time you took my Hand and traveled every line, of my Flesh land the way you reflect your soul Into my Eyes, makes me forget my small stature shape, size in this world I wish to carry your future child be it boy or girl be them strong of spirit Smarts of street and class leaders of Eminence Sweet mixed with Sass I see this future as I fall head first, spilling into your secure embrace like a single bottle of Rose Wine Down to the last Taste
I want my alone time, just you and I dont care if no one even come by. I want my alone time the way it used to be, noone but you and me. I want my alone time without any interruptions, We need no introduction, only you and me, this is the way I want it to be, I want my alone time and need it now, We do not need anyone to show us how. Just You for Me and Me for You we both know exactly what to do!
When I hear your name My heart beats faster than usual It's not that I am ashame But It's just your name is too special.. Can't control the feelings When I am with you Can't stop smiling When you hold me like you do When you hug me then I feel like I'm in heaven You are a blessing from above And you are the reason why I loved I'll promise to love you FOREVERMORE.. And I will cherish you until the end of my borrowed life And I will keep our precious memories as long as we see each other in our next life..
It came into her mind, seeing how the clothes Were dirty, and the water needed drawing again How hard, how drear the work on the farm goes And chickens needed feed'n, hogs needed water Why women and not men were expected to tend To all these hard chores, and not go to the shore To explore, play, and stay, taking all day to get away To relax not totally be tired out at the end of the day He couldn't understand why she was so tired Never felt like being the turtle dove That he wanted at the end of the day to love To hold for just a few minutes of consecrated Attention, to share what he felt and wanted; Why he talked to the mule more dedicated Words, than she talked to him at night I'll just get me another life with another wife
His lovely monster Stitched and gilded fell apart From his staunch patterns
May 27, 2010 Bless it be Thee! Bless it be Thee! Truly, I love you. My whole my new. My heart your key! Loose lips and free. Realistically, I knew! You are far and few. I can justly let it be. You know, it is Gemini's Full Moon tonight, The Universe is waking up figuring us all out. Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight, I am engulfing and enriching charts in route. Swiftly suited, I stand in my place! Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2010
R recline on the sofa, relax in recliner E entertain romantic thoughts; life couldn't be kinder C cuddle up late in bed, snuggle on couch Y you are my love, molded to you; stubble ouch C comfy now late in life, free from responsibility L love is deep; committment strong_capability E enjoying life_the fruit of early struggles D determined to fulfill our life together_not burst bubble T true to you; constant thoughts E envelope you with what love has wrought E easy is life sleep late_stay up late N now there is a new open door my mate
Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul
She chose a red scarf. The most red of them all. Of a dark red, a sweet and thick red color, just as wine. She carved from the red scarf from the middle to the size of a Martini glass. Then she carved one more glass, and she kept carving till she fell asleep. Yesterday she saw her Beloved Moth flirting with a Younger Moth, carving together from a sweater while she was getting busy, carving in the shelves. The Unhappy Moth drank lots of wine woolen wine, last night. She drank lots, too much for a Moth. The Unhappy Moth got drunk and fell asleep on the red scarf, unhidden with a heart filled with peace. She was not afraid no more. Now she could be seen easily, laying on the scarf and easily crushed. The Unhappy Moth was not afraid of death no more, at least, now she knew how wonderful the red scarfs are and that they taste like red wine.
While cleaning my rarely used purse I find: Two picture postcards. (never mailed) One pack of crackers. (already stale) a book of poetry (I read every line) Two boarding passes. (his and mine) Some notes I wrote while on the plane. ( on how I would never fly again) Some tablets I took for a cold. ( oh, Toss that! Three years old!) A crayon picture. (drawn all in pink) three pens that don't write. (all out of ink) Some matches I bummed from a bloke. ( I laughed at those; I no longer smoke!) And way down in the bottom corner. Almost out of sight. A note from my Husband. (My Life's Delight!)
Who's Romantic Now? My Hubby is so Romantic that he told me I had infinite beauty the other day. And he said he is going to prove it, by looking at me from infinity, far away. But that's OK I have to say, for he looks a lot like me. And I send him daily off to infinity; as to work he has to be. Now what's so romantic about that, you may rightly ask? You see… he was supplying my muse, so my poem won't come in last. CSEastman: Written on: 4-10-2012 Contest: 1-6 lines of Romance & Love Free Poetry Contest
Love is as love does Peace begets peace; happy day Unconditional
With a sleepy smile she whispered "I said I do today" Spoken words with heart and mind Lust and desire made clear "Boy, how you grind my gears and still arouse such wantom awakening to parts of my body previously only stirred…" My mind turns to the number of times we have all but made love with our clothes on Innocently touching, holding, wanting Preserving something so very special ready for the day that I can take you Knowing you are my bride, belong to me, are part of me, for now we are one Together every breath, movement, thought melds together in heated entangled embrace My hands search for the warmth of your touch the silky softness of your satin smooth skin Item by item crumpled garments fold to floor as I slowly admire your naked womanly form for first time watching waiting wondering yet knowing you are as ready as I as you smile I scoop you into my arms, lie you on our bed Slowly we make our way into Paradise, lost to ourselves Found in our desires for one another Destination – satisfaction We arrive as husband and wife
I want a love that fills my veins like liquid fireworks sweet like sugar and cinnamon strong enough to knock me off my feet, like a mighty ocean wave, yet gentle and magic like the forgotten lyrics to a nursery rhyme I want our spirits to soar into a bright forever like two yellow balloons released, by the tiny, sticky hands of a little child I want, my man, to know my true self like the words to a favorite song on the radio to feel me, all that is me rhythm bound from a beaten street drummer I wish to be a bright guiding light as the first star to your empty night A familiar love, as traveling back to a childhood spot your first love kiss... first bully fight... first playground crush lost... I want a love that encompasses my senses, envelopes me from nothing, like the steam from my rose petal tea filling my pores leaving me rejuvenated and refreshed A love, whom steals my worries as a thief in the night and greets me with doe- eyed kisses, once rounding up a fight I speak these words into the universe, to send me a love to call my own what path will my soul mate travel to me, mysterious mystical journey unknown
When I hold your hand I know its true your love for me has truly grew from a hill to a mountain your the only one I can count on to be there when times are lonely in all your sweet kisses and hugs, you have shown me your love is my treasure and we can stand strong through any weather as turtle doves, we fly together forever when I hold your hand
I sink into the steaming bath and soak my cares away, A glass of wine to cure the pain the damp brought on today; No screaming son to demand my time, today is just for me, A book is all I need to be as content as I can be; I call the local pizza place as the water cools and bubbles fade, I order up a large for me and hope it's not delayed; Soon the delivery man is on his way with a heavenly pizza pie; And I intend to enjoy every slice, just me, myself and I; The rain is coming down in torrents as I snuggle up on the couch; I slowly start feeling more like me, instead of Oscar the Grouch; I turn on my favorite movie, the one I've seen a thousand times; I enjoy every second as I relax, feeling sublime; My family will be home soon and their needs I'll have to tend; The sun sinks lower in the sky, as my perfect day draws to an end.
An Unforgettable Crime, Between Sunrise and Sunset Mankind shall never forget their choice and misdeed. Yes! He was highly displeased. An incident like none ever before. A betrayal of love and trust, that caused an eternity of fuss. It happen in a small garden, a village called Eden, in the state of paradise. Population not many, but the animals were plenty. A golden law was broken. The guilty parties attempted to flee, and ran through the trees. Not knowing, there was no escape from this place. The guilty, were called and did not respond. It was as if an evil light came on. One whispered to the other "let's lay low and maybe He'll go". An alert was issued nationwide. A subpoena was served; the two knew they were jailbirds. When asked, why were you hiding? The leader spoke and said, "I was influenced by the other party you introduced to me". "I was misled. You should have known, it wasn't a good match. I don't want to leave this home". The voice said to them, "a forbidden law was broken". A one man jury and judge were appointed. The jury deliberated on the spot and justice was hot. They were told, "Go on your way". The world will never forget this day. What was perfect became imperfect. Now you know. "A simple bite of life can forever change you and your wife". The sentencing was fair. Both were told to leave. As they departed, I heard one say "Come On Eve". Dr. "G"
In the instant of a second, I just always knew. A flickering flame I caught in the eye of you. A feather in the wind and on my last breath, A deeper breeze of Sunsets at night's death, A Star beams on the Moon and lights up the sky. I am in a wonderland amazed at just how high. Lo and behold, it comes to me at the end. My first love left me His message to send. Look up and you shall see me at night, Look down and I am out truly of sight. Hold on to the very end for I am near, It's my voice in your heart you'll hear. Take one breath or even two, I am the one always with you! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2006
Love is my nest. It holds me where all the world I see. It saves me from the ground which my soul will never meet. Up in a forest tree hunters scattering in threes they'll never catch me I have love. I am perfectly happy. relaxed I am I do not stress for there isn't life without my nest. who cares what's below? I am above. love is my nest My nest is my love.
i don't want to be just marking time. i died on november 20, 2008, during surgery. i was on a vent when i awakened december 2, 2008....my sisters' birthday. what made me llive i'll never know. i know there are things to do on this side of death. i have no time for marking time. i have a stupid bag hanging from my side now. i am supposed to "get comfortable with it". well that was a laugh. that was a laugh until i thought of the people that had these things with no hope of ever getting away from them. i am so lucky. 14 days i laid on a vent, then 22 more. i came home 3 days, then i had great pain in my chest... . well this is great i said, a pulmonary emboli, 15 more days, three days home. then back to e.r. blood pressure too high. this bought me 4 more days in e.r. i am home now and finally have spent 19 days home. i feel every pain and i feel every time that i feel good yes, i am never marking time again.....there is something about fighting for your life and your sanity that straightens things out. i don't recommend it but i wish i could let your hearts know what i know. janetta
We lay here, alone with our thoughts, together, forever, side by side throughout our life, that is what we dream…
In February? Sun burn from looking up at the sky? My Oh My… Yes, it's so very nice and warm. The trees are blooming and it warms my heart. Even the groundhog came out, smiled, and looked around… Six more weeks of this winter? The Best there's been… I'll get out my Valentine trappings tomorrow at dawn. Then I will go get our leaf blower and make it to blow… Bubbles and Valentine hearts high in the air…everywhere… When my Hubby reaches our home and walks in the door… I'll cover him in hearts full of love… with kisses galore… Yes, I'll show him my heart… As he walks in… I'm sure… On Valentine's Day our hearts will soar, again… Happy Valentine's Day to All and your Loves…
Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign. The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore. So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door. Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more. I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. But before I knew it, I'd knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead. When he finally put the fire extinguisher away… I got up and got some of the kids' apple tarts I had made. He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn't hungry and the pain would fade. Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades. And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide. At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH HHWell… But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell… I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell. He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs. I guess I wouldn't have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well. But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells… He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he's made of the right stuff. Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough. He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough. He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such. He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night. But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed. I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?
Its the way the breeze whispers across my skin and the sun caresses me in his warmth its the way you love me even when you're not here
This is not my WORLD. You're my WORLD. You're my EVERYTHING. You're the FLOWERS, the GRASS, You're my THOUGHTS, You're my EVERYTHING. This is not my WORLD. You're my WORLD. So now..... be part of my..... LOVE. *please comment if you don't mind, i'd really like to know your thoughts (fav poem if you like)* -Angel4eva23
I have the evil of you Caught in my hands, entangled Like the arabesques of Eden's vines Just like paradise, but why should shame remain Singeing like immolation of Peter's Inferno These reddish-purple chains convolute myself as the grapples shoot out from the clouds both below, above me The self-lovelust propelling You did this - these plagues You drag me down - to your cage Cadaver Vampire - I am your slave
We'll be forever building gold mines from scrap metal and taking recycled energy to cosmic levels through third eye We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn or if our chakras are not aligned constantly diverting negative thoughts through our meditative lights We'll build a sandcastle from determination and live life on the edge, fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation, living in the now and staying ahead We'll tip the earth off it's axis and trick subconscious mind states into submission You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions Bi-passing illusions of circumstances We'll have an abundance of the maximum Enough love energy for all who attract our path We'll be the ones in the light asking for nothing in return but peace at last
The Little Miss: kiss kiss your little miss and she flies flies up into the skies away away from troubles array to love to love her angel prince above to love to love Armando above The Angel's Reply to the Little Miss: "there was a girl precious as gold she was found by a prince and told that life itself was getting bold until he found her in the world "and he kissed kissed his little miss and they flew flew up into the blue away away from troubles array... "...to love and hold each other above" Written by Elaine and Armando
Her smile, Was the light of dawn. Her ire, Was the blaze of noon. Her sorrow, Was the fall of dusk. Her gaze, Was the blaze of midnight stars. Her voice, Was music of the rustling prairie wind.
I grabbed my keys and stomped to the door. I wasn't listening to any more. Why was he always so calm and RIGHT!!!! I'd rather be out in the stormy night. He spoke to me as I started to go. "You can't trust that car of yours you know. Better take my keys and drive my truck." But I would rather trust to luck. I spurned the offer of husband Jim, Too mad to take a favor from him. With ferocity, wind hit my face. Debris blowing all over the place. I almost turned to go back in But I couldn't bear to see him grin. My car started as I turned the key. It had been acting up sporadically. I knew I shouldn't be driving it. I was just too angry to admit it. "Drat it, I didn't take my phone Now I'm out here all alone." I drove down the highway for an hour. When the weather turned into something dour. By now my anger was cooling off. "I'd better go home, though I know he'll scoff." It was snowing hard as I turned around. And I was glad to be homeward bound. I skidded a bit as I hit some ice. The engine stalled and it was "no dice" It wouldn't start as hard as I tried. I was so remorseful that I cried. I was terrified when it wouldn't go. I couldn't see any lights through the snow. I'd met no cars for many a mile. I knew I would be here for a while. And then I remembered the horror tales When a girl gets lost it never fails That the one who would find her is a beast. And that she is murdered is the least That could happen to this hapless lass. I looked for a weapon and found a glass. I tried to break it with my shoe But it was my shoe that broke in two. Should I crawl into the trunk and hide? Maybe he'll not think to look inside. Ted Bundy roamed around these parts, With his evil deeds and some other upstarts, Could be just as malevolent as was he And it is very likely one could be Waiting for such a dummy as I Who raged out into a storm to die. I saw a light behind me a while ago, But it disappeared in the blinding snow. Did it make a turn or is someone there? I could feel the prickles from my hair Rising out of my scalp with fear. I know now that my fate is near. Then I saw him a blurry face, Scraping the window to clear a place. I found the flashlight and turned it on him. Oh thank you, Lord. It's my husband Jim. "You didn't think I would let you go Out into a storm all alone you know." We got in the truck so nice and warm And were soon safe from the winter storm. Joyce Johnson
A funny little clown, a bright red nose. Lots of make-up, and bright blue bows. Children laughing, some fat and some thin. Either dressed in new clothes or rags that are faded and dim. Pretty white ponies with beautiful glittery saddles. And again, those funny clowns are hitting eachother with paddles. One clown keeps fallimg and pretending to cry. The other is daydreaming and lets out a big sigh. There are beautiful ladies whose costumes are rare. And a man who scares the children by dressing up as a bear. Fantasizing is a convienient thing, it keeps the shock low. So the surprise about the real world won't be such a big blow. "Surprised about what"? is what you ask next. Its something you can't learn in a text. You'll learn about life by the things you go through. You'll learn about whats fake and about what is true. You'll see that the clowns are still funny and have a red nose. But then you'll see realize only money buys the ladies rare clothes. That's also when you realize your clothes are faded and dim. And you recognize how many times you've been beaten by him. Yes, those clowns with paddles are at it again. Funny. They are married and they're children number ten. Thier children are scared and crying in bed. Because thier big mean daddy made thier sweet mommy dead.
Let's lose control Let's entice the soul, With champagne swishes Chilled in iced bowls. From your head to your toes Every nerve will explode, Every body sensation I've cracked nature's code. It's not on paper It's what your face shows; It tells me go fast Then it tells me go slow, Then blows my mind Showing Lose control. All exposed The most radiant glow, The most beautifulness thing Ever let go. Lose control Feel safe…there's no foes, Only me…Let go… Lover Lose Control.
Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing My heart is expanding. And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul. Rose petals are falling. A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace. My smiling man in all black So gorgeous. So perfect. So mine. My face is shining. The angels are singing. Rose petals are falling. A steady warmth So strong, and so deep That gentle heat fills me to my core And I find myself falling Falling…Falling….falling. Rose petals are falling.
Is this fate or fiction.... the aesthetics of your love is a marvelous depiction I am having a love seizure or is your love an affliction Is this fate or fiction? It must fate, our paths have crossed our spirits soar just right you calm and sweet and never like to fight... bring security and confidence in such a delightful way.. the expressions of your thoughts blows my mind away Is the fate or fiction? It takes courage to find out which one would be the exemption.. fate or fiction? when you have been hurt by an ex's restrictions but the aesthetics of your love has become my addiction. No Fiction this is Fate.
Old chair shattered pieces trash now I'm envious of my love's new chair For he softly lays his sleepy brow Upon that brown leather without a care I'm envious of my love's new chair For he snuggles down close sleeps Upon that brown leather without a care Rests, dreams, and quietly talks peeps For he snuggles down close sleeps In this big man new leather recliner Rest, dreams, and quietly talks peeps This big man who rest then is kinder In this big man new leather recliner He caresses the leather gently This big man who rest then is kinder While he rest I watch him intently He caresses the leather gently For he softly lays his sleepy brow While he rest I watch him intently Old chair shattered pieces trash now
Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay. Here and there but everywhere astray. Tick tack I am going to laugh at that. On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat. Jump started or kick started my day has begun. I'm holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run. Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do? Run all over the galaxies in search of you? Shucks you mucks, I'd do it all over again. But from time to time you stop when I begin. It's a life of life's bundling into one row. Yet it is step by step in which it can grow. © Copyright: Ann Rich 2007
I always wondered where the dirt came from, cleaning had me in a rut. I don't allow shoes inside, and with air conditioning, I keep the windows shut. My mother said it came from dirt goblins, they're lovers of dirt and smut. And Goblins love to play. Strewing dirt about, as around they strut. They invite their friends, and then leave us with lint, fluff, and a dusty glut. I finally put nightlights in the bedroom's to keep them out, I'd had enough! The dirt goblins come in from the outside, they live among the shadows. They make their homes under the beds, behind boxes, or in the darkest hallows. They track the dirt everywhere. Yesterday, I even found some candle tallow! They follow your pet to gather their hair, the perfect nest to burrow. If you aren't quick at this point, with little dirt goblins you'll be blessed tomorrow. We don't fight or make them mad. My husband handles them without sorrow. My fearless husband invites them down to the friendly basement below. He's very good as he talks and becomes their friends, you know They're lonely and want to play, so he makes promises, to help them go. Then he opens a box full of gifts, from the vacuum bag he bestows. He tells them of the neighborhood, as he makes a map full of important info. Then he releases them into the back yard, on this mission he quietly tiptoes. Everyone wonders what he doing with the boxes in the yard he lays about. He's sneaking them out into the yard, with directions given to the goblin scout. My house is becoming cleaner, as the goblins slowly continue to move out. Pretty soon we'll have the cleanest house in the neighborhood, throughout. If they come back, we'll send them to the other neighbors, as our gifts give us clout. And as for the boxes, beyond any doubt we'll never let that secret out. Written 5-18-2011
Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, Pull your likeness... Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can't decide, Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life.
Holidays come and holidays go, but the grocery store is a war zone. You got to get there fast… or Honey you're just plain out of luck! My diabetic hubby drinks caffeine free diet soda and what luck… You know the ones he takes to work... Only the little bottles are left… I knew I was truly sunk when the 3rd store was just the same. So as lunch came around, my manly man's manly sized lunch came out. But everyone became quiet and laughed as the baby sized bottle came out. Everyone was laughing as my hubby drank it down. Then he held it up and said "In your diapers" as everyone laughed around. And to everyone's surprise he pulled another one out from his lunch… This time there was applause as he drank that sucker down. Today was his day to entertain. Tomorrow it'll be someone else's to claim. Thank goodness his sense of humor… is worthy of acclaim…
Onions, delightful brutes, you mutter I wipe a soaking eye, pepper speckled beef shuddering in oil your arms wafting closer, now further- smelling tobacco, cinnamon, a lick of salty neck, a buttery potato tastes mingle. a tang of thyme between nape and hair line the beef was crisp, you turn it over 'flip!' you grin, the marble counter-top icy cool under my slipping hands, a sprinkle of turmeric trailing down a shoulder down a back, a splotch of coconut milk smudged, dappled with wild finger prints star anise meandering, from blade to blade trees silhouetted against cloudy, sunset skies, petals and wings of pure blue unfolding among branches, my lashes brush your bristles a glisten trickles, off-key smile. the onions shed their peels cheek-smooth, mellifluous near the kitchen sink, your fingers peeled off all reticence, another cheek caressed. ravenous mouth crushes a morello cherry exploring seeds and teeth savouring the yielding endocarp. you eat in small mouthfuls the warm batter, the lemon zest. the onions! the onions, we control the simmering flames, crushed cloves, velvety coriander leaf- taste, a spoonful, a finger tipful here, I think this piece is done you bite. mmm, more bites hair gathered in a tight clutch more bites. perfect roast mustard seeds spluttering, your thumbs fondles the fleshy petals of the cardamom pod, prying the secret savage garden inside curry leaves twisting in the heat arching back, view of window, upside down unruly curls on your devouring head crimson indentations, possessive flags marking territories, to be filled with marinade lets mash the meat. knead in the garlic paste- cream melting on a ravished tongue hearts thumped in non-rhyming decasyllables water jug tittered, then cackled fell face down, a clatter among the sizzles, splutters and gasps aroma misted trance eyes pulsating up, up, clouding with stars. we saw later, surfacing for air night has slurped up all the blue trees, a blacker black, rustling in the dark- our onion stew was ready.
When all hope is lost when the birds have stoped signing their sweet melody, and the flowers lost their sweet scent, when the grass started withering, u were there for me. u defied the odds and stood tall when i was down. u were able to reach down on me u reached my hand and pulled me up. u believed in me even when i didnt believe. u made me your hero. and for that i regard as the best gift in my life. i will rise again and be the hero in me that you have always seen. i will stand by you forever. naw i am a believer, all because of you. and when i look over my shoulder, i see the dark past that was my life. and the thought of you brings light to all of it. now i can walk with my head held high because i kno wat m made of and what i have to do. i know i have to build you and i a little heaven on earth where we will live a happy life that all of us always dreamt of. we came from humble beginings and today we stood as legends in the name of love. we wrote the story of our love in sand hoping that the wind will not wipe away. but we dont know of the happenings of tomorrow, so lets rejoice today, wat our love has created and brought upon us. u have not deserted me, In my darkest hour, i will also be here with you forever, for i know u do not want me to go anywhere. you showed me how it is to love, i will return the love you gave me and will remain true to you as u have been true to me. you are every reason, every hope and every dream i ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of my life. m going nowhere. unless you push me. but i will move with greater resistance. for i do not want to go anywhere, here is where i want to spend the rest of my days, i have became happier each day since u came into my life. and i want to share the happyness with you. if you will let me stay and enjoy the happyness with you. there will be obstacles in the journey, but i think both of us will tacle the obstacle together and overcome. u always had faith in me, i also have faith in you, and will forever have that faith, i plead with you to never loose the faith in me, even through my downfalls. m here with you and for you M here 4eva.
It's like your scrambling my brain in a skillet I can't tell what you said and I am left with no wit When you start talking everything gets hot Everything gets blurry, I can't say if what I heard is right or not The sizzle of the butter as it melts down in the pan The pressure rises as butters browning, now do understand There go my nerves as the egg cracks making a sound There goes my heart as the edibles fall out When you loose me again as the egg and whisk go round Here I am again as the omelet takes it's route
A Prisoner Of Your Own Karma But You Don't Wanna Deal With It So You Point The Fingers At Others To Justify, To Clear Your Conscious You The One Attracted A Mirror Of You It Don't Matter Who It Is, But Its Still You Wrapped In A Different Package And Race But You Still Attracted A Mirror Of You A Prisoner Of Your Own Karma But You Don't Wanna Deal With It So You Point The Fingers At Others To Justify, To Clear Your Conscious....
Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.
When the light of the sun begins to fall Echoes of thoughts begin to ball Drifting into a sleepless state Possibilities grow, at a relentless rate I open my mind, in a wonderland of no validity Emphasized by a walk, through a mirror of fluidity Children's laughter in a sadistic tone This dream is a nightmare, far from home The path I am walking........leads to a house Beyond the door, I wish for my friend, my lover and spouse As the door creaks open a figure is revealed I brace myself, my numbness is my shield A wrinkled hand reaches out from the black It grabs my wrist, leaving no time to fight back As I'm dragged into the darkness, the figure becomes clear The face of my victim, my deepest fear
Full Moon Brimming On A Hungry Wolf Fire still burning Words are not enough Red Riding Hood, You stopped me where i stood. The basket you held, looked so good, I enticed...And you fell... In the woods... safe and sound We could not believe what we had found Me in denim... and you it lace We understood, each other so very well Full moon brimming over with light Gazing into the eyes of the other The twin to me, I did see, in You. Be careful with my heart, my love. My running shoes are unlaced for now, So lean back and enjoy the ride. Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow. rlm
As last rose of summer opens wider Night is drawing nigh, rose cutter in hand The rose clipped in its best stage; placed in cider Jar that was used up, cleaned_now it will stand Jar of cider was enjoyed long ago Remember that day on our honeymoon You were so young with raven hair my beau We found that road side stand that afternoon Bought that jug of cider that was so cold Refreshing after long ride around mountain So eager for life that we would build_hold Hold each other_life; wanting to obtain I clip that rose_place in memory bottle One memory revs my motor throttle
Oh Yohannes I must be honest I've got a jones for you And when I saw you, I remember the sun reflecting rays of light on your skin so bronze, so peaceful, so simple I wanted to tell you all my secret desires and temptations and kiss you and hold you close and when I realized I was dreaming and that this feeling was a hoax I began to be led astray by sexual desires and thoughts of foul play but in the meantime I have fun with the fantasy of imagining you beside me I stay up countless nights thinking about how we could defy gravity and how we could somehow reverse all the laws of sanity and just do something crazy I can't make it stop I must be crazy And when my eyes closed... I wanted to fall in your arms and tell you about all the fantasies that were created in honor of you And tell you how your eyes seem to remind me that it's okay to be beautiful Oh Yohannes I must be honest Your deeply rooted stare will long remain a part of my fire and my insanely human desire to make love
ON HER PORCH, she rocks after dinner, and flurries of stardust sprinkle her sterling. Inside, the dog, snug on the still-warm Eames, shudders with dream and, in the tub, her prince of a husband soaks, swirls of pipe smoke crowning his damp, curly mane. She rocks, and nostalgia reigns over night beneath moonlight. Breathless, alit with old flame, she goes back inside and is struck by the sight of his majesty's limp curls, white — not that bewitching black in the locket of this once starry-eyed girl.
I look longingly above At the big blue sky. Do you think it's possible For me to fly? I flap my wings To no avail; Everything I try Seems to fail. Why can't I move, Somehow break free? Something's holding me down, Stronger than gravity. I look around me, And there I see Another soul longing To be free. I take his hand, Try to take flight. But we don't move, Something's not right. Our first thought is To turn away, But Someone beckons, We begin to pray. Something happens Right then and there; Suddenly we feel As light as air. He changes our hearts, Makes us new. One look at Him And off we flew. No tether holds us down; No limits, none. We fly together For, in Him, we are one. So come fly with me To heights unknown. I'm lost without you, I can't soar alone.
Spishu,spishu the shooting star Noisily flies across night bar Lights life for split second Then wonder if beckon Which one is being called afar
I want to be your bride No beating around the bush I want to wear a white cape And mouse ears I want to blow raspberries at your loved ones I want to dance Alone On a table to our song I want to eat the best bits of the cake And lick the icing When no ones looking I want to make a speech When I'm drunk And call you by an ex-boyfriends name I want to sit on your Mothers knee Thinking it's you I want to arrive an hour early at the church In the rain And wait outside I want jesters and clowns in bridesmaid dresses To follow me around all day I want a ring I want five rings One for each finger And thumb Just in case I lose one I want an orchestra of mice To make your relatives dance I want to take you to bed And sing you nursery rhymes as I undress I want you my darling Don't you want me too?
Resting upon my outstretched hand lies what was once a circle of promises never ending given as a symbol of love spoken and unspoken now just a circle of heartache(s) this too never ending... or so it seems. Two people, once possessed of this band vowed for eternity to travel together as one a promise soon broken rendering forever one again into two. That which long ago radiated a warmth felt only by those it encircled its luster now dulled by time lies cold upon my hand with only my memories to hold it there. I wrap it once more within tissue yellowed by time and return it to my box of gone but not forgotten memories.
A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. It's after dinner and Eve has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the boys are off somewhere..everybody's doing "their thing". The old serpent..he's got all his bases covered - the internet, so many distractions..total disconnect, no communication...he's thinking: 'O, this is easy! Divide the family and conquer!'...He's got it going..or so he thinks..but he forgets that he doesn't hold the "Ace" card. All this is temporary! "Adam, are you listening to me?" How's the budget coming on?" "We have to have a budget in place so life can be manageable." "No, not later, not tomorrow, honey!" "Tomorrow's too far in the future for this to wait." "Oh! What's that you said?" "Did I hear you right?" "I should make a budget, that whatever I do is fine by you?" "Babe, let's work on it together. Here, I've got all we need to start." "Oh, you're too busy, right now?" "Ok, I'll do it, then." "Adam, where are the boys?" "Have you seen them today?" "What are you doing?" "Shouldn't you be out there with them?" "I can't be running things around here and watching the boys, too." "Someone has to keep an eye on them; see what they're up to." "Are you listening to me?" "No, I'm not nagging.." "I'm just gently reminding you that what's left undone today, Will come back tomorrow and bite you in the butt!" Soon, Cain murdered Abel...... "Adam, now that Cain has killed Abel, we have..nothing" "No need for me to stay around here" "Good bye" Another lesson for mankind, but will we ever learn That two heads are better than one? Without balance nothing works as it should! *To Any Present day Adam totally disconnected from family *For Deborah Guzzi's "Eve in the Garden of Eden" Contest
Wedding band binding Constricting Obligating Love bands holds uplifts
Stop it! I'm exhausted by you Always complaining, never supporting yourself Stop it! I'm overworked by you Never being grateful, but expecting the help Really! I know it's not your fault Now pick yourself up, I will see you on the twelfth
She's Lost--I'm the one left to blame Forsaken by my potent manipulating game I've killed the one, My starcrossed heart Desires ...But not By My hands I Try To Follow her ghost But the fog and mist are too strong My eyes are rendered useless "You're Never going to Find Josette" The netherworld Spirits sang I Won't lose Heart I Will Win this Fight For My Sacred Josette's Right to Life This is what happens when The Devil's Adovocate Falls for Jesus's Greatest Bride This is what happens When The life of the disease Loves the cure it desperately hates Drives you mad But Wasn't I already? Josette, I'm begging you To Drive the Faerie out of Me
Come along retire, travel with me Be my love in places we've not seen We'll travel around the world our home Roaming those valleys and mountains tall Our love won't wane only grow__untame We will have all our pleasures anew Every moment treasure other Whilst each day brings us new sunrises Each one more glorious__ exciting If these pleasures seem your heart to move Come be my love in our latter life In passage over the ocean blue We'll travel see the world anew__dream Dreams that our imagination schemes (Parody of "The Passionate Shephard To His Love" by Christopher Marlowe (1564- 1593) for Dr. Ram's contest.)
The Dog House Caught, he lied to her; His ebullient smile said all, On the couch he sleeps.
Our poetry... A thousand times been read Syllables contort tumbling Under covers Free verse unfettered Beneath hot breath Brail symbolic softens As soon as alabaster wets Lips' reciting merely, what is Or should be heartfelt said Our poetry... Sapidus is to taste Licking walls As licorice moisten Is the dark, chocolate Bar shadows cast Through blinds And legs of sunrise slats Or perhaps, metaphor Marinating passion's hands Our poetry... Evermore in verse Italic are the directions Of sentimental waves Strewn linen's cryptic Unmetered cursive And letter lorn lavender Stylish fashioned lace Hence forth on and on Withdrawn from structure punctuates Our poetry... Stanza's line by line alive Moves the throb muscle and tis' heart Further as the ballerina saut-de-chat Etching out pass sweet Tip brushed Dominican eyes The mind is running after what Shall merely be defined…as Poetry reiteratively serendipitous Clever as a serpentine
I can bear sun& the rain & storms, If only you are with me, Will always be smiling & happy, If only you are with me. All I want is your love,love in your eyes for me, All I need is your hand, to hold me when I need, Trust me, I will live on, if only you are with me. Flowers will be beautiful, birds will be chirping everyday, I don't need anything else to see!! If only you are with me!!!!
She looked deep into his eyes wondering why she loved him It was not shape or personality alone His tongue was sharp at times and as he touched her magic parts Wondering -- vanished
I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms You're the one to kill me with your charms Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no You're that someone who I just can't let go This world is cruel it has always made me cry You take me to heaven and teach me to fly You taught me how to deal with my pain Without you barren would my life remain You take me to a different world as I hallucinate And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate I'm losing my senses someone tell me who am I I know I need you but I don't know why Your absence makes me restless it's you I need I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose Now that I'm addicted I don't mind an overdose -Collice Rodrigues 11/11/2010
Bella She came like a wind like a hurricane But this hurricane bought life in my world This hurricane got light in darkness It wasn't none like the other we see It bought me happiness Once again a reason to live for The courage to dream for The passion to love for That hurricane was Bella My bella my very own Bella Sukis bella no matter how hard I try to or what I say I could never tell her the depth of my love for her She is the very reaon I write this She is the very reason I had waited all my life to be with My bella no matter what the world may say or any one else may say Nothing could ever change what we have no one could even imagine what we have What we share is a pure blessing from the heaven above. The feeling of true unbarred love the will to put everythin on the line for each other Is a bond we share and we would share through out until the end ignoring what others have to say This is to my Bella my dear sweet caring Bella The Bella I love with all my heart and shes is the one I shall protect until I shall fall.
With This Ring I Pledge My Love You Were Sent From The King From The Heavens Above, It All Started With A Kiss At The End Of A Special Night That's When I Knew I Couldn't Miss I Knew It Was Right, The Next Thing We knew We Were Husband And Wife We Were Both saying 'I Do' I Knew It Would be for Life, I Wouldn't Change A Thing Because It's Helped Me to Grow And That Is Why This Ring I Hope Will Show, How Much You Mean To Me How Much I Treasure Your Love And That You Will See Our Love Was Made From Above
Did you know, Love was in an accident? What! When? Where? Wow! My, my. Tell me it's a lie. Can we pause for a moment of silence, focusing on love? Hold on there, love not gone. It's real, but love wasn't killed. When did it happen? It was yesterday evening, I'm believing. It happen, when love was leaving. Everything seem peaceful, it was a lovely day, so they say. Where was love? In a quite restaurant enjoying a delicious meal. And in came the unreal. Love was taken by surprise; no one thought love would survive. Wow! All were speechless, love seem so powerless. As if someone had stolen all the joy. I am telling you what I know, but I suppose there is more. I had warned love to be very careful. Always check out your company. Don't be in a hurry; look in all directions before proceeding, and definitely no speeding. Poor love. Made an illegal turn, and ran head on into trouble. Had a concussion and saw double. Forgot the basic rules of the game; avoid some situations, its okay to be ashame. I believe love will learn to yield the right of way, on the next given day. It really didn't have to be this way. Innocent bystanders saw what happen to love. They said a few kind words while looking above. Someone dialed 1-800-Broken-Heart. It didn't take long, the crew arrived and love was still alive. Love is in therapy and recovering from love-gitis. They said it could have been worst; thank God there was no Funeral Hurst. Sometimes our hearts get the best of us, especially in tender moments, warm occasions and special situations. Thank you love, live long and always remember, sometimes things go wrong. Have A Lovely Day… Dr. "G"
I Nephthys Sister of Isis: Energy of birth and guidance of growth, guiding life to live and the people praise her. Her strength so wide, it's bright, making her smile visible. I Nephthys Always her shadow cast by her light; I am the moon and she is the sun. The people's adoration strengthens her strife and their cries and pleas to me, weakens my heart. I am invisible Just a watcher of children and a care taker of ages. My presence not be known, till their time has been interrupted or their string has been sowed to long. My sister receives the tears of joy when a child comes to this earth. I receive the tears of sadness and hate when I cradle their womb away. I stick to those that mourn for their husband to wars long past and hover around the withering sick in their beds. I guide the fearful souls to their penance or grace, But I may not comfort them to which they'll be placed. I and my sister I am the night and she is the day... And though our works are different, we are both needed, for we make a circle; a cycle for this race. But... How I wonder of a smiling face. That plays along the light touched meadows and frolics on a golden pace. But I will not see such images, for If I am there, My work must be in place. Now In a house, a husband cries, for his wife is laying ill. I sit beside her bed and watch her health. No, her time will be hers still. I leave this room and then the wife decides to wake, the husband cries and then he prays: Thank you Nephthys for letting my love re-awake. A hug was done, a kiss stayed strong and together they were made. I watched so long, that I could not help to watch some more and stayed. Love Is so wondrous, I thought and a smile had spread on my face. The night is going and the day is coming, and my sister will be taking her watch. And still smiling to myself, a thought gained my health; without the night, the day would be lost...
Dessert Hot double fudge Chocolate, walnut, sweet Good when shared with a friend or Lover (Cinquain, traditional)
The Saga of dusty roads of Utah (To the memory of Don W. Esplin, father of Kathryn Esplin-Oleski) = = There he was playing with some mild explosives, in his own backyard, a resolute boy he is; the June month had swelled like the taut belly of a neighborhood lady; the boy wanted to be a scientist which he became. He, of course could not envision that all these sepia dust of Utah, the noon backyard and a young scientist's narrative would be remembered by his explosive daughter and a strange Indian was going to pen a saga. Alfred Nobel was smiling from a page of a book The boy rolled a cigarette, the smoke's curlicues swirl up to grain the picture. A blast almost choked the bright blue jays and robins. Defused sun slanted. The end of the road was just an end of the road where sun could meet earth, warm grass shook off the heat and the covert window of the farm house would yield a father and son talk. Strong argument on future, on an university, on money on a world that could differ in generations; of course the boy, as a father, understood his girl, then living apart. But distance is in heart. He would grow up midst dreams. A quirky wind would blow him here and there; navy, marriage and science, pharmacology and marriage again; a gust of wind would take him on a ride that, if he could read this he would have said, resembled his truck rides down the roads of Utah. But at that point of time he was wide awake inside his misty night's sleep and an American novel is shooting up its multiple heads in search of fresh oxygen. The waves of moon were enjoying a full tide. =© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
Everynight i go to sleep you wrap your wings around me and when i start to slip away I have a magical dream you stroke me with a friendly touch oh, I love you so much we makin love yes indeed but this is just a dream and when this dream starts to flee i know you will still love me my angel watching over me everynight I go to sleep
Between the palms on soft warm sand recline Eyes lightly closed; beauty, sound saturate With your hand perfectly enclosed in mine Sensory elements accelerate Opening my eyes to gaze at the palms Dark color that look like a peacock's feathers In full plummage while he struts very calm Peaceful the scene almost like the heather Of Scotland when in full bloom brings peace_calm Beauty surrounds me now and enfolds me Into an inner world in time such balm Pink cotton candy sky calls let life be Carefree carefree just live your life carefree As on island recline lost to all time Carefree carefree live in total free glee Ah! what life could be if this island mine
"Those Tears" Look into my eyes there are "those" tears.. Each one falling represents a fear.. See the worry and agony on my tired weary face.. The lines of worn weary cannot be erased... Feel the unhappiness inside? Someone hold me so I can feel I've tried.. Tired and lonely and heart full of despair.. I don't know why and don't really care.. My soul screams out but, no one hears... Always when you look on my face there will be "those" tears..
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There's money___then there's love Looking back at him __desiring Brief encounters above Husband's comments deriding So handsome fire__home ice Guilt, shame, remorse____desire One last glimpse maybe twice Marriage but children__can't transpire Inner turmoil__wishing Should I walk away now Turn turn around running We'll say the wedding's vow
So strong and self assured He rides alone always wanting more Never satisfied with what's between those fences His spirit will wake up your wildest senses By the cross and thorns that is emblazoned on his arm His substance runs deeper than his cowboy charm A tame Christian man with a spirit wild A man of God, he is your child His reckless nature will never subside Yet humble he still has his foolish pride His heart is bigger than the tallest mountain high And you feel weak when you look into his eyes His hands so rough yet so soft to touch For him no ride is ever too much He welcomes the mystery that comes in the night A lover at heart born ready to fight The complexity of this cowboy man Every woman dreams with him she would stand Alone, looking at the midnight moon In her dreams, she whispers...sometime soon
You think I'm not so close enough, That I can't grab your hand, Or run my fingers through your hair, Of golden silky sand… In the morning you wake, All covered in your bed, With just panties and a t-shirt that, I remove so slow instead… So you think its just a chilling breeze, You are trying to cover from, But its just me coming thru the trees, Bringing you much more than sun… As I gently dance beneath your sheets, And I warm you from within, You cant help it but you spread your feet, So the love can come right in… As your body raises in the air, I surround you once again, In a climax you call out my name, As the teardrops cool your skin...
I stare at a rose on a vine It is red as wine, Looks so peacefully, and just sits there like it stares back I touch the rose It sends a magic signal to inside my whole body The rose pulls my body into a deep trance Somehow I know I need to pull my hand back The trance that I'm in is stronger than my power Then, I see these two images like people A man, and a woman Laughing, and talking Even though I can't see a clear vision of who they are The woman sound like me The man sounds like my husband I close my eyes and try to get a better vision Then, open them I see my husband and I But how could this be? My husband is dead! A voice echoes through me and the trance I can't make the voice out to understand what it is trying to say to me I train my mind to get a better hearing of the voice Every minute is coming clearer Finally I heard and understood This is a re-run of my husband and I on our first date Finally I realized what was happening The rose is a magic rose People who touches this rose, send them back through time It was never in my mind That has my husband gave me a sign? Could it be explained? Or was it maybe the rose bring back good memories and replace them from bad ones? Who knows? It's a mystery. I finally came out of the trance I was feeling fine now better than I was before I will always remember that rose on vine, Whenever I need comfort, I can come to that magic rose!
I love you is more than just my words, It is this deep down driving force of a silent sound. Love is a magnet igniting sparks to try higher light. Love connects beaming light twinkling at midnight. Unmistakably, I'm assured audibly to get this heard. I love you is more than me, Love is pending in the depths of me I touch. This is more than what I can realistically feel. It is a bargainer's deal for the sweetest steal. Evidently, I run wild because I set it all free! I love you is less than you, It is an uncut gashing wound, With lifetimes of a scored scar, It is a typhoon of who you are, Apparently, it is difficult to do! I love you is less than them, It is always lost, It is never found, It binds to a cost, Hearts are bound. I love just like you, And you love just like me! I swear to my God Almighty from up above my heart is pure and true! I really do embellish everything my love is suppose to do just for you! Forever and ever, the whole world shall open their eyes daily to see! In lieu of this unconditional love, it is here I will always want to be!
An old childhood chum named Red Booker, Fell in love and was married to quite a looker. She caused men to stare, But old Red didn't care, Because everywhere she went, he took her.
TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET TICKET Every line not just the bus the cafeteria at least in the lesser smaller rules would have a line and must produce the TICKET to get the product eye can sense it does not matter now ewe eye has glazed and interest has wandered back to the television or the window even oh please ewe pay attention. A stub of counterfit will not benifit the lame or halt or worried for there gender there they must have the goods in hand the concrete tender the dough rey mee the stuff that makes mens greed the money. After carefull consideration of the facts it takes the monkey on his back to make the money that he needs to carry greed to pinnacle mountains on his overactive garden of imagination he is ON the MARK he is Standing Toe to Toe with JOE and active in his quest and merciless at rest he makes his way down the line with TICKET in his hand no matter if its milk or meat or love or final resting place. Who is that on that cactus patch does it rally matter MOE his name was JOE they ALL was JOE he could have went on down the road but stayed to die in cactus OH what was his name it never matters to a martyer his spirit fled when they killed his body his name is JOE. He had his ticket in his hand a purple flower clutched so hard he bled. He hollard out her name he called her Violet and then he came to knoe his GOD again this time in person he has his TICKET in his hand but what is left is NOT man just another NUMBER on the list just another burial to be placed he had his TICKET in his hand a violet flower he is now a man at rest. _________________ Jesus Freak Homeless
May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost A man and his family had set out to sea Bound for a land that promised liberty From out of the west the storm clouds arose Then over the side his poor family goes May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost Now the man couldn't swim, he knew he would drown He jumped to his death as they watched him go down They threw him a line through the dark angry wind But his wife and two children grabbed onto the end May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost Now one life was lost from the promise he made But the man kept his word for the toll was paid Though a high price to pay to let them go free But he bought and paid for their Liberty May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost
Whats this love for? Is it worth it this time? Are you gonna break my heart? Are you truly gonna be mine? Guys will say anything behind those jail walls , but the sad thing is I wouldn't believe you even if you weren't in jail at all. You've done some horrible things Bobby. You truly broke my heart. When I lost you my whole damn world feel apart. I'm not saying that to make you feel bad. I'm saying that cause when I lost my whole world got sad. I'm not perfect never have been but , I truly loved you and still remained your friend. Now 7 years later the same words you once said. I love you Megan , I need you so bad. The sound of your voice is still the same and hidden in your words are lies. Things are different this time. I'm not the same girl. If you try to play games with me I promise I will get the highest score. I won't fall for it this time I'm mean it I do. I won't let another guy put me threw what you put me threw , not even you. If you love me we can hold each other threw all this bad weather. We can get threw it together , but if you hurt me its gonna be bad. Not trying to sound mean but my pride is all that I have. I promise to love you & be there till the end , and if *****gets to deep I promise to remain your friend. I hope you do the same , but I hope even more you mean what your saying. Just be honest Bobby thats all I ask. If you do that I willing to let go of the past. I wont bring it up no more , if you can show me there's a reason I fell in love with you. I want to know there is love behind all this pain we've been threw. If you can do that then the sun will truly shine , and the gas is greener on the other side. Most of I will be your everything and you'll be mine. I'll love and cherish you and when you do time I'll do time. Like Bonnie & Clyde if you show me you love me , I'll ride or die. To the end of time , you could be the only man that's on my mind. That's precious. Getting me to say some *****like that is a blessing. I hope you learned your lesson. Your 34 I hope your ready to man up , and be all that you can be and more. You owe to it yourself but even more to your kids. You need to show them their dad's not as bad as everyone says he is. I know together we can make it. If I didn't it would be heartbreak that I'm risking taking. So please hear my words their is more to life than trying to put yourself in the dirt. Stand up and realize what your worth I want you to love yourself and remember I loved you first.
dreaming of monsters, unreal, while living with monsters real.
Stone upon the water front/ Next to the cashmere pillow, The pier near the gallow shore/ A man began to speak, Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax, This gravitational pull may bring some down, Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/ You will live through this time and be very happy ! Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws, A decree will be summoned to let us know/ The waiting may be hard to comprehend, Yet within time you can grow to depend/ The fat of the land, Let this man take you by the hand/ There can be no further excuses or escape, The way will depend upon the hearer's !
Soft mallets play the xylophone In comes the low note g on trombone Two hard mallets add their sound There's no dry bones around Soon the sound of a low bassoon Bongo drum adds its tune Wind blowing the harsh melody around Orchestra pitch now the sound All this floating to the ground Soon the only thing to be heard Loud bassoon making its words Quiet, quite still; one lone note Bass drum----boom
Admist the rocky mountains And the natural springs Comes a better place I remembered things under this lamp post is where you first asked me to take your hand in marriage I remember you down on one knee and the snow was just starting to fall You looked like a little lost puppy looking for a way to speak I took your hand and said yes That was over twenty years ago And to this date we still come back to the Springs of Colorado and say I Do Tribute To Colorado Rocky Mountain High
Wake up artist, My love for you is so surreal, It makes me, Feel, High, Bound for Arizona, For a future, You and I, Fly, Moving up, Day by day, One day, We'll be living the good life.
The power of love holds the battleground. Nuclear blasts from sea to sea. Wait and you will see! Begging, kicking, and screaming: Pleading, "Give it to me"! Standing on God's ground, defended by the armor and shield melting. The power of love holds the mystery. Things are never as they seem. Do the means meet the extremes? Where, how, when was I? Wondering if it was only a dream? Standing on God's ground, defeated by the lock that obtains that key. The power of love carries the only prayer. Time to come and be done. Soon you will be the one. Dead, black, despair: Hoping, will someone hear? Standing on God's ground, lost in the dream in which you begun. ®Registered: 1998 Ann Rich
Our Union My eyelashes bat After meeting your gaze From across a Crowded subway haze. My pupils dilate when they Look back at you over dinner Where we drank wine and ate. My feet dance with glee as we Fall hopelessly in love In the midst of summer heat. My heart splits apart To become your wife And your forever sweetheart. My legs spread Open to bare new life And see your cheeks rosen. My arms push You away at night, I'm too tired for a sex life. My fists rage and tears pour, When I discover your arms Embracing another lover After coffee one early morn. My ears listen to Your words of regret and Pleads for a second chance For things to be like When we first met. My fingers dial Seeking third party counsel To repair our shattered union. My brain waves Shift to understand your Thoughts and your feelings, While I bitterly convey my own. My hand re-opens To forgive your sins And make amends. My lips part to Receive your kiss in the Night in a sea of Skin in our warm bed. My heart flutters, We've truly become one, Years after we bore our son.
The hurricane, so viscous, so violent! Yes, it must rain. This force is behind, This force beyond! Yet, finally it came. The winds, clever and dangerously rough, Please measure this poll. Dark clouds consume the heavenly skies, capturing ones soul. With a love so hard, yet, a love much too cold! Our world now spins, hopeless and out of control! You are you and I am me, Together, our climates capture and debate this Sea. These winds are too strong, our sky so dark and dim. Stricken with fear, too afraid to release what is deep within. The storm is here, so grab onto your soul! Yet, beware! This one is fearless and this one we share. Scream its name and it shall cry its love, For it be you, far beyond the heavens above! Hold your strength with a grip so tight, That storm will surely break, so where's your fight? This hurricane can surely hold its own. Our little world can and will be shown. Our damage is as our damage does, Surely this tiny world isn't our just and only cause! You hold that thought and forever we shall be, True love bound and forbidden to set itself free, Held within you and deep within me, This love was meant forever, One day this you shall see! This hurricane loves, yet, It wills to hate, The forbidden fruit conquered by its very own fate. Give your seeds, but stand your ground. Forever in this world! For once we shall not be lost, but found. ®Registered: Ann Rich 1997
There was a beautiful girl Who had the whole world at her feet But then she did meet The man of her dreams He was as kind and gentle as he seemed Very soon they were married The couple beamed They were so happy She called his family her own That's how close they had grown Man and wife bought a house They soon called home But fate, as it is known Has ways of rearing its ugly head And it seems that these two Were due their share Of bad luck The husband was struck down With a terrible illness And soon he was dead As she sat by his bed The girl was filled with dread Her husband was gone but There was so much left unsaid As the girl wept Something inside her crept And suddenly she let out an inhumane howl A noise that most people would call fowl The nurse who looked after her husband scowled in disapproval And sent for immediate removal The girl soon died of a broken heart But that wasn't the end It was just the start She loved his family with all her heart So after she died She would cry and wail Without fail For any member who passed away And she is still with that family to this very day For she was the very first banshee
Riding into the sunset Good that you could go with me Enjoying the beauty together God granted us a reprieve Just a short time of beauty To feast in the gifts of his love Hoping for many more sunsets Colors varying each day of our abode Some day maybe we can stroll Soaking up the last of the rays Just hold hands and be raptured Into the sunset we'll just walk away (Thoughts after a beautiful sunset October 25, 2009 and today the poem was just in a flowing form whatever that form happens to be. Reprieve here means a temporary relief (from stress in our lives).)
Each artist stroke created an illusion of depth, color, and placement by contasting colors, lights and darks the picture comes alive...A life that carries on into hearts and minds as long as that picture lives...It seems as though one know this person through the eyes of the artist...In pictures where one knows just knows that someone else is there...One's imagination can run wild with ideas of who this person is and what relationship to others in the painting...As in "Summertime" 1894-1895 Mary Cassatt (1845-1926) Oil on Canvas..Who is rowing the boat? He must really love this lovely delicate woman and precious child to row the boat for their enjoyment...He must look at her with eyes of love that says I would do anything for you even lay down my life if necessary..
Make Her Cry by Kenny Davis I don't want to make HER cry of frustration Giving HER a feeling of constant irritation I don't want HER to cry from my unloving actions For HER, me becoming an overwhelming distraction Causing HER to steadily lose HER attraction Giving HER reasons to have many angry reactions I don't want HER to cry because I fail to be HER crutch Someone for HER to lean on when life becomes too much I don't want HER to cry because I fail to come home In bed with someone else, leaving HER all alone I want HER to cry from utter happiness For when I hold HER in my arms, SHE feels truly blessed I want HER to cry from when I show HER acts of love A love much like the one that falls from above I want HER to cry when SHE lies on my shoulder To comfort and embrace, the way I know how to hold HER For times, for HER, when the world becomes a little colder SHE will trust me to love HER the way that I have told HER I want HER to cry from knowing that I will always be there Knowing that I will never fail to love, that I will always care I want HER to cry for all of the right reasons For our happiness together is only our blessing in due season ©April 2010 k.davis
I love 80's music and talk radio AM I can't sleep I keep being the person I was, I am I just keep being me Sometimes it doesn't really work out I sorta wonder why don't I change And then I just don't care But that's me the forty something chick with a nose stud and a husband who wonders the same thing
If I were you for a day and you were me? Could you love me more than I love you? Would I love you more each day and be new? Will the Sun shine bright in our eyes to see? When will the Moon glow and lead our way to be? When will the Stars shine bright by just us two? Why does the dust give up its spurs on the dew? Why are the doors locked with only one master key? Welcome to my life, Welcome to my home, Welcome to your wife. Welcome to this dome. Welcome to the Sunrise this day in the light, And welcome to the Sunset on this lovely night! © Copyright: Ann Rich 2006
I saw you just the other day. You stood there all alone. I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you. Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade. You stood so firm and adamant, Your posture was mine to admire and to please! The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be! I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair, A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen. I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air. You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place. The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze. I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me, You stood there with a true look of total awareness. I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses. I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see. You stood as a man with much honor and pride. Such an obvious completeness! The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me. Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!
Gray snow covered mountain Standing distinct alone in The background, weathered the Storms of life yet remain strong Determined life has not pulled down Purple clouds over you Sunshines lavender Reflection over your beauty Seemingly arising out Of the very cold water Sweet musical breeze Swirls around your top Wild flowers bloom at Your strong feet Elk graze in a soft meadow The strength offered By your rising high Gives a place of security To all the species that fly The scene offers peace
we started out kinda real young baby i know i was a fool, now ive grown up all of the things we use to do do you remember i wanna be your man, aint tryna be ya friend (be ya friend) so tell me do you like it drop, top, mercedes benz top up ,cause your hair be (blowin thru da wind) wheels spinning, hair did( blingin ring) ya dig she pull up at the club lookin like, millions, billions, watching you from a distance all the fellas be watching you like a vision ya sexy thighs,sexy hip, sexy midsect looking real good,make a reggin wanna hit that, forget that, i think im ready for commitment so are you ready for submission "oh" n-e-ways, i know you with him for a short change but you and me together forever, will never change when i was younger all i thought about was spitting game never caring about your feeling was to remain, the same, im sorry i cause you all this pain ( i promise you) i fill them all with brighter days (and hopefully) i just get a chance to say, that (i love you) and i hope that you feel da same way Hmmm.... we started out kinda real young baby i know i was a fool now ive grown up all of the things we use to do do you remember i wanna be ya man aint tryna be ya friend, be ya friend i aint tryna be ya friend... girl i only wanna be ya man so baby want you let me in... and i promise it will never end repeat2x
I had to let it all go, The day and night, Their hours ran too slow. It was more than just a fight. I trusted you and knew you, My love succumbed to the worst, Faith and loyalty just wouldn't do. You became my curse. I was pulled down to Earth's plane, And judgment did set in. Then new days begin. I stood parallel as many went insane. My heart drenched and my soul crunched, I couldn't let my heart take this very much. I died and I died losing each endless breath, I swallowed the victory and ate your death. You reaped and I sowed, But I saw no one grow, Not even you. What was I to do? I let it go very slow, Now I am all grown, And I'm on my own. I died watching you go. I will always remember begging mercy, I will always know this pain, You are my curse you see, And nothing did you gain. I can never just be alright, I can never love you the same again. I died watching you go out of sight. You are my curse and forever in my heart you made an end.
what is my reason for being....... is it to be your one & only ; a mother; your lover; a worker; something special; someone new and fresh; maid; a servent; a short order chef; your angel; to live one day at a time; all that I am and more; all of the above or perhasps something more What is my reason..........
A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine Out of This World – But Orbit's in Line Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine… Not a Lunatic – But Lipse' – Scientific … Sometime Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine My Soul is all Aglow… You're in My sight And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ? I'm and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright So, I'm Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d – Sense … at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics yet, I'm Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon… … but Maybe, I'll Beam "You" Up Scotty !… Soon … So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow Raise Your Rocketship-Ride… Ready … Set … Go ! … 'Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya'… You Know…
I can't use just any cauldron To cast what I behold The core must be made molten As my legacy unfolds... Adding substance to the fire Heats my precious ore Impurities trade flames entire Soul until no more... Courage added to the mixture Hardens into gold Add morals and a holy scripture For the house he holds... When he stands without the frame I start to pour again So he can pass more than his name To copies after him...
As the wind ruffles the white Daisy's petals So His desire is to touch your white head Ruffle your Spirit stirring It up to Good work Bringing forth your greatest Gift for all people
Oh this Sea from left to right, How my mind gathers your visions to my sight. You clouds stray from over here to over there, And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air. I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share The "Palms by the Sea" give my visions their true light! In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height. The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight! Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come, Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone! I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize! Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need. The "Palms by the Sea" guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none! ®Registered: Ann Rich 1997
Incredible as all of this may be, And just as brilliant as our fate is, You are my unique lift to my wiz! So it looks like it is you or it's me. We're in the winds and we both run free. All of this is hers and it's every bit of his. Those two are master blasters put to quiz. Together they locked eyes eternally to see. They are dancing on the Moon, Or they are singing to the Sun. Their love has come too soon. Now familiar renewal has begun. They are in full bloom with a force that is most incredible to blossom, What a glimmer in their glare they sand blasted out of awe to awesome!
I stare out into this huge blue Sea, And the waves, well, they just carry me. My mind drifts so far away, Because the Ocean is where I lay! I'm off to never-never land once again, So take my hand and let this journey begin! I listen carefully to the Oceans roar, The waves, well they just help me soar. My mind relaxes with my day, Because the Ocean is where I always lay! I'm off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more, So take my hand and let's find new places we can both explore! I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls, Waves, well they just capture my entire soul. My mind just helpless with my day, Well, it is the Ocean where I lay! Off in never-never land I can always see, A gigantic Ocean covering over me! Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay. Lifeless in the sand is where I'll always be. So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand. Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land, Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we'll be hand in hand! © Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich
In the night I wake to find you Not in bed, only a pillow, which I wetted it Once, with tears of wrinkled time Lingers silently, beside me Oh God, not again, I thought My sleepy round eyes try to search In the stillness of the night, where they Slowly deflating like a worn tire I keep my fingers crossed that you're In the kitchen drinking ouzo, your favorite Yet, my mind is bursting in paroxysm Of unusual, silent rage But then, I heard sound, a familiar music Wafting out from the blue room As I peer through the half-opened door The dim light helped me see you, the real you Lying, in contentment, with your admirer Her eyes perfectly closed, and your soft falsetto Makes her enjoy the warmness Of your blood in the cold winter night She has your smile, and she's just like you Full of secrets, but only not yet spoken Why do I find, every time, without you near me That I am this meretricious rose
Hoist and Sail Dreamboat, With Ease Speed Over, Deep-Blue, Bright-Surface Seas With Wind, Big-Sky, Sunshine and He Each Wave-Splash Kissed, Sparklin' Sweet Upon My Dreamboat and Dolphins-Spree Seen By Moonbeams and Ocean-Mist-Breeze As A Dawn-Star, Leads Heavenly Let The Dreamboat, Carry Me On A Far-Away, Pearl-Isle-Journey For Dreamboat Is Seaworthy So, Ship-Ahoy-Boy … Eternally Hoist and Sail Dreamboat … For You and Me
Revenge is so sweet When you have no clue That I even sought it Against you and even Sweeter when you never Even knew I was Infuriated with you In the first place It is more thrilling when You never saw it coming Revenge is so nice When you pay the price For your misdeeds Living in ignorance Of the passive aggressive Villan that planned your fall Revenge is so much fun When I reminisce about What I have done I love having this Secret weapon that You will never discover Everytime Lady Justice Dispenses justice your way You will never suspect that It was I that gave her the Ammunition that she Needed to alienate you My angel face decieves you Making you think I am sweet When in reality Jezebel roams Inside my heart always asking Herself "Who is next"?
An old familiar, all too clear; as you roll on your back and new tempo appears. Repeated chug of train runs through; no nightmare is this for it's all from you. Constant your whistle, your engine is stoked; as I try to disturb you you snort, gag and choke. Rolled over you're peaceful, all is quite in our home; the train in the distance, 'Till on rear you do roam. I love you dear dearly as I lay by your side, and I'm drifting to sleep now with sun, sand and tide.
Miscalculated the opened door Spilled those grits on the floor Well some went on the cabinet top Some went here and there and flop These grits were uncooked see Gritty and runny milky indeed They went under the coffee keeper All over the clean coffee steeper When they finished running around I thought that they was kin to one who bounds Like a stud, a casanova everywhere I didn't make a sound really I didn't make a sound I could have but I bit my tongue I held up the shield to my thoughts I held them captive until my husband Came in the room and I told him Do not drop any water on the floor
Two lost souls Screaming in agony Searching for solace Seeking comfort Brought together Through the hands of fate To guide each other Out of the abyss that They have become trapped in Tears of sadness Totally consume them They are drowning In their bitter despair No one could reach them They were left to decay In this claustrophobic tomb They had stumbled into Eternally misunderstood Two outcasts Two souls connected Through their endless Captivity in the darkness They have been bound to For what has felt Like an eternity Now traveling through Their tunnel of torment Facing their demons together So they will never have to Suffer in solitude any longer
BB's really rattle in the shell Of a container,loose like bell Clapper, hanging free to ding Ideas rattle in poet's brain to ring The audience, and awake from sleep Oh! Into a new dimension of deep Thoughts, understanding of heights above The ordinary, into a new realm of love (truth) (Thank you Lord for your blesssings on me.)
I was washed ashore with Mountains looking over me and I could hear roaring Seas. The sand covered me and my toes curled with sand dollars by the dozens. I saw dolphins gaming and fish were everywhere, I even met their distant cousins. The Sun was shining down on me and the Moon was jealous but the clouds gave way. And I looked up to see the Stars shining and they told me it's a most perfect day. Salted lips and these palms fanned, I knew right then I was meant to be. I stood alone at the shore and blue skies fled taking notice of little old me. I was touched and moved balancing these visions I began to breathe. I thought I was by myself, but I wasn't, not this time. Looking up I say leave me alone, be gone I'm on my own. Looking down I am amazed at how truly this is so sublime. You are the keeper of my secrets and I am of all the unknown. Shining down upon me you are always standing right there, Here I shall share myself with you and then I will begin to care. ® Registered: Ann Rich 2006
May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow As You Lie, Awake In Bed … May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow And Glow Around Your Head … May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow But, Never Touch Your Face ' Lest, You Forget The Yellow Ribbon, I Put Into Place May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow But, Never Light Upon Your Lips And Drink Nectar and Swallow And Linger For More Sips May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow But Never Brush Against Your Cheek … My Fingers, Own That Fellow And On My Palm, You Must Not Cheat May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow But Never Alight Upon Your Eyes For I Would Build A Gallows And Rise and Hang Her Moonbeams High ! For Alas, My Sweet, The Willows Weep Sighing, As Bedroom Drapes Billow Guarding Dreams Deep … Watching You Sleep As Moonlight, Touched Your Pillow …
The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. My salvation! You're honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears. As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there'll ever be of me. I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you, Forever I'm your lock and you my Master Key! The eyes of God are in the eyes of you! My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, I do Wed the "Most Honorable Husband in Thee"! As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be. I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun's blinding glare! I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year! I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! Following you, I am always so very close when you're near. I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed. I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2002
' Masculine Majesty … ' Medieval Lines # 2 Lo' and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty Thy Manliness, Suits Thee, Most Perfectly As Knightly Swain, doth' this Maid Elate Wherefore Thy Warrior Hands, Commence Passionate Thy Kingly Eyes, Glisten-Graciously, Wise And Smolder My Sight, as Sun doth' Skies Thy Princely Lips, Whence Wine doth' Drip Dare I Partake One Sip, ere' Swoon and Skip? Thy Presence and Essence, art' Aphrodisiac to My Soul I Beseech Thee, Sup from Mine Alchemy-Bowl Forsooth, by Thine Bow and Arrow and Mine Own, Blood, Bone Marrow … … I Must Have Thee, lest' I Wail in Sorrow I Forswear The Handsomeness of Any Other Fellow The Look of Thee, Melts Me … Like Candle Tallow Thence … I Shall Seek Thy Love … on The Morrow Lo' and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty …
I Walked in the Woods, on a Moonlit path As Fireflies gathered around to Dance And Crickets and a Nightingale Chirped a Tune As a Distant Wolf, Howls at the Moon And a Glow-Eyed Owl, Territorially Asked Who-o-o- ! dares Invade and Interrupts Our Hullabaloo ? and the Leaves on the Oaks, Rustled an Answer across the Sky… and Wind Breezily Whispered… … Must Be A Night Creature Who Cannot Sleep Must Have A Night-Nature And Ventures Deep … Into The Nightshade and Hollyhocks Her Eyes, like Two Nimbus, Shimmery-Spots… … Now, The Path lay close, to a Bubbling Stream Which led to a Pool, of a Mirror-Sheen Denizens of the Dark, Grouped Near the Obsidian-Ink … in Hushed Agreement, as I Knelt To Drink… … Must Be A Night Creature She Drinks at Leisure Must Have A Night-Nature Look At Her Stature… Intrepid-Instinct, Even Blasé- Imbued Even in Silhouette- Shadows and Solitude… … And, as I Stroll Back, the Way I Came The Mysterious-Darkness Asked: "Had I Ever Been Tame?..." I Raised My Face, Replied, "Yes… Under God's Hand… … And as I Stepped into the Tent... added… "And That Of My Man's"… … Must Be A Night Creature Hunting Treasure Must Have A Night-Nature Hunting Pleasure… … in The Measure of His Sweet Kissed-Reaction In The Measure of My Own, Night-Predator Passion…
Her heart was breaking as she stepped into the bar, This time her cowboy had pushed her just a little too far. The neon lights seemed to be calling as the music took it its toll, Pour me a couple of them little shooters I feel I'm on a roll. The music was inviting as she watched the couples dance, Until she met this cowboy who held her in his trance. She still had on her wedding ring as they danced across the floor, This cowboy had ill intentions as he danced her to the door. He said let's go get some air as casual as that, She said I'm sorry cowboy I just don't like the color of your hat. She turned to walk back in but he grabbed a hold of her, She said you best be turning loose or else you'll feel my angry spur. He turned her loose right then and there this girl with golden hair, When right behind her stood her cowboy whom she'd thought had been unfair. He said I've come to take you home, and I'm sorry for what I said, But you're just so gosh durn pretty I git messed up in my haid. She said you are my cowboy I've got my brand on you, But you're gonna have to loosen up on them reins when I ask you to. He said you got yourself a deal I'll give it all I've got, No more roping or the rodeos cause honey making you happy truly means a lot. He grabbed up his little filly and sat her in his truck, And told her that he loved her and with him she was stuck. They rode off into the sunset, This story had a good ending so listen don't you fret.
I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever … and I Want You Riding With Me… I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains And Touch The Sky, So Blue Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains And Splash Through Water, Kissing You I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane Ride The Wind… Wild and Free For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame… So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe… … Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind! I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight … then Float like Snow – Dancing Down I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere … Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!
The Woman Stands By The Wall … knowing No Harm Shall Pass Thru It is Strong … Made of Stone and Tall A Constructed, Marvel – True … The Woman Places By The Wall … … a Basket of Hopes and Dreams She knows, No Creepy Creature Can Crawl Past This Foundation, as Deep as the Seas … And The Wall Reaches to Destinies Un-Shown Long Distance, Soaring Sure and Straight So, the Woman can Lean Upon and Rest on This Journey So Great The Woman Stays By The Wall The Wall Blocks Out Horrible Views And Screams and Things Too Evil To Call… … She Never Wants To Go Over You … The Woman Holds Onto The Wall Admiring Its Fortitude, Its Texture And Tho' Her Hands May Be Small She Will Attempt to Respectfully Measure … This Reliable, Wonderful-Wall Stands Built, for Her Pretty Protection So, This Battle-Scarred-Wall, Will Not Fall… … from Her Supporting, Adoring, Affection For God, Took Away Her Prayer-Shawl 1 Cor. 11: 5 as She Marched, Under Heavenly-Protocol and Master-Builder, Chose This One Over Them All to Be Her Outstanding, Warrior-Wall ! … The Woman and The Wall …
Walk up the drive Pebbles and stones Rose bushes align All beautiful tones White picket fence Pillars in place Flourishing gardens Such charming grace Off in the distance Afar is one single tree Blackened and deadened Now all I can see Wind blowing shutters Hard against the house Dimming darkness Obscurity doused Sign posted near On a rusted oval disc Letters so boldly Enter at risk © Stacy Lynn Stiles
TALL TREE Tall Tree She is not short this lady she is not so VERY tall to out shine me she loves me this eye knoe she clearly knoes She clearly knoes eye am a short white man this is no puppy love she even knoes eye am religious and she makes references to GOD and this is pleasing unto me this religousness inside of TALL TREE she love me. There aer not too many creek Indian lady who make eye at me this one eye will keep her as iff we married back when we met the many people that eye have known the sins and aggravations just seem to disappear when eye have my sweetY heart again she is the tall creek Indian maiden pocahuntus called Tall Tree. She is the only Valentine for me.
If I were the Queen of England Prim and proper I would be Why would I be that way Because my daddy Expected that of me I would give teas Be kind and gracious As I could be Why you say Because my daddy Expects it of me I would treat the elderly kind Do service to the poor Why you ask would I do that Because daddy Expects that of me I am not the Queen Or the President's wife But I am a child of God Bride of the Lamb, The Christ And my daddy Expects that of me
There is a beautiful woman who enchants me so how did we find each other? how could two souls so far apart be brought together? please accept me for who I am I already accept you for who you are woman, please come with me into the garden that is love all I want to do is make love to you kiss you, hold you let's slowdance the midnight away let's give each other all of us woman, I know i'll give you all of me i'll give you a big slice of humble pie give me all of you let's be true to one another let our love never die long summer nights, short winter days I want to spend them with you all we need is each other I just want to romance you feel passion and togetherness forever and ever, my darling say it'll last forever let's share each other with each other make our bed and lay in it we are dreams inside one another's head when our eyes meet let us dream no more for when the day the dream comes true draws near our undying love will bring us together
i hope life is fulfilling your dreams whatever you want, maybe you will receive, but im not gonna stop my destiny, cause if i did, i will regret, and hate you for letting me i know you want a family, but i have dreams, i need to fulfill my needs, im not gonna stop my destiny, im on my way to a beautiful journey maybe we will meet down the line during a cross road only if it meant to be, to rekindle love maybe.... we have to wait and see, until then, im on my way to a beautiful journey
Fitting together like a well worn leather glove to one's hand The curve of her face fit him perfectly Snuggling closely each day not by chance but by plan Theirs was not a happenstance romance She was fair, round, and smooth Him... well old, gray, and hairy Tough and just a little bit gruff How could this beauty link up with this old goat
Love, you know I yelled at this lady; Not that I envied her slim body, But 'cos she claimed, you as her buddy; She asked me if your name is Teddy; Her son said: please, return my daddy. So, I ask you: Is there something I should know? Just be honest, and I'll not start a fight; Gee, I've no idea of this lady you saw; Have not you guarded the bird very tight!? Then, why was she looking for you? All I ask myself is why; She's cold stare; as I passed by, She said, you and her, is this true? Oh please, stop it, honey! It's just in your mind, Those silly things that I never even thought; Thou my heart is such a rhymer, still, I'm thine; And you really think, by her, I will be caught? Maybe, she's not in her good head; But, her son looks like you, she said; Enough, here you go again; You know, your nagging makes me sick! Outraged, she hit him with a stick; He laughed at her, with disdain. Insulted by his deeds, she pushed…and pushed him; And he fell, banging his head against a beam; This caused him to see dancing stars in a gleam. Shook his head….and walks to the door, Leaving her, sobbing, on the floor. Love, where are you going? She asked. He looked back and said with voice, hushed. I'm going to my wife and son. She screamed: No, no…you are my man! You? Never met, my name's Teddy. And, you are not my slim lady.
With his thick, brown, hairy legs, He had climbed the back of an old white barn. As his knotted, broad chest pressed Against the dry-rotted boards, He stretched his arms toward the sun Piercing through some nearby branches. Entangling his long fingers in those limbs, He rested his head on the black shingled roof Until his head became green and bushy. His body clave to the building when he saw me. He clinched when I tried to grab him And he did not want to come down. So, I cut him off by his hairy feet From among his crawling children, And I pulled and pulled him by the legs. Though he fought to stay and kicked to return, I tore him away from that old white barn And down he came with boards and branches. I laid him on top of a pile of old ivy vines And scraped his remains off the building.
This is where I start, the beginning of a poem. Gee, the faceless memories are blanketing the beach! The sweet sweat of anise seeds wets dried olden throats matching with precious emerald stones and feta of the gods, dressed in earth's natural, colorful skin to satisfy a hunger where I watched this fairest of them all trudging through the sand dunes. O, her foot-prints, left un-touched! I wanted to measure her smile, but my commander has taken the order of my day to other station. There, I imitated Steven Segal's expertise chopping veggies, for a soup.
As I dress my self for the special day. I whisper a prayer to help me along the way. Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress. She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best. My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour. I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers. The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father. He winks at me, after giving me away to another. Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place. As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace. I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride". My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried. We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path. Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.
He will not love He will not honor her He will not yield to her needs He will not give her what she wants So she thinks of someone who can She will not submit She will not bow to him She will not yield to his needs She will not give him what he wants So he thinks of someone who can Further and further they drift apart With craving souls and burning lusts Temptations mounting everywhere And they succumb to the ones in mind In darkened rooms raging passions Take hold of their private places Til ideal faces and ideal bodies Release the tension temporarily She's taken to worlds She flies in the heavens She's the moon that bursts into stars She comes down but sees her winding sheets And that she has crashed there all alone He's riding the waves He's walking on the waters He's Poseidon on seas with mermaids Then letting go, falling back to depths below He still burns alone for satisfaction Because though they can think of someone who can They can't... fulfill needs and desires with just sex They need and want each other's appeal They need to love and submit They need to honor and bow They need to yield... Til their wishes become reality
Our love burns- Like bleach on a flesh wound, My love will never, Can never, Fail me, Bodies like oil paint on the wall, Intertwined so severely, One cannot tell one from the other, That is us.
He did not want to climb the spiral helix, a son will be born without him. He said I want to become my father and see the decline. How for shall we go to investigate? An infant wrapped up in plastic explosive was going to be presented on dais. An unclothed carcass was lying between you and me, body donated for the study of failing restraints. How death would behave in broad daylight? The vasectomy did not work. Testosterone was still flowing. Reading Kafka, peanuts! We have come near emptiness of a tree, hollowed by white ants. SATISH VERMA
Father please stop yelling, your voice booms all around. We got so used to hearing it – we switch off to the sound. Oh yes it's true we hear you but your voice is now a noise; it's not what you say – that we can hear, just abusive, boystrous tones. If you stop a while, take time to think - And plan what you might say? Maybe you'd talk instead of shout, and then we'd respond and work things out. But while your respond in dulcid tones, whilst all we hear is put downs, moans. While all you do is scream and yell, you'll push us away – so far until… You'll lose our love, and all respect, we'll grow up not knowing loving yet; run to the first who shows interest, repeat history, life of whole regret… You'll lose our love, so stop this now, teach us to love , to talk things through. We're not so bad, you'll see us now, And as a unit we'll learn to grow…and flourish… Make you proud, you'll see. Make you understand your love of me, Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve, with dignity, respect, and glee… be proud.
I slip into my cloud and let it take my mind to count how much left of my imagination. "Ah, I see no stars in weightless night!" I said. So she folds me, with her honeyed palms and keeps me warm in her pot of dreams— recollecting my memories to face another morrow.
Life is what you make of it. You can be in the arena or in the sidelines to sit. Help a fellow brother, let them know you care. Bring hope for someone that is in despair. Give the shirt off your back and give to the poor. Smile at someone and make their spirits soar. Start a conversation and share a thought. Let someone know that friendship is what you brought. Stay with someone awhile, that has a broken heart. Help them mend the pieces that unknowingly, fell apart. Bond with someone who wants life to end. Stay and listen and be that loving friend. Pray for the heavy laden, chained to their past. Let them know, Christ died for them, and their sins he has cast. Forgive others that have done you wrong. Forgive yourself and your heart will be strong. Enjoy life and find happiness in the little things. Try to think positive, no matter what life brings
At Times, My eyes will set me to see this tremendous world that tumbles over me. Closing my eyes to the existence at hand my mind rolls with clouds from a higher land. I was here I was there, now I find that I am everywhere surrounded by a mistake at hand. I saw this and I saw that and my eyeballs they just roll and roll with the tides of the Sea. He loved me and I loved Him until time told this and then time told that, Then there was absolutely no one to believe. At times, I am neither here nor am I there until I have compared, for I am my highest in stand! At Times, My tongue will loosen the bonds that bind abundantly arousing my taste I now crave. Closing my eyes to the intolerance on hand my thoughts travel like magnets pulling steel. I went now I went then, and here I find that I am found where I was surely going to kill. I saw that and I saw this and my tongue it just slipped and slipped until I found the seals. I loved Him and He loved me until this became that and that became this, Then I felt just like His slave. At times, I am neither there nor am I here until I will swear, for I am my highest in brave. At Times, My mind will set me to this grand and glorious world that crumples around me. Closing my eyes to the persistence at hand my life starts to question this Earthly sand. I was here I was there, now I find that I am nowhere surrounded by this great big plan. I saw this and I saw that and my brain cells they just fled and left with the tides of the Sea. He loved me and I loved Him until we both threw down our fight, Then there was absolutely no one to see. At times, I am neither here nor am I there until I have cheered, for I am the highest in "Grand"! ®Registered: Ann Rich 2005
She said the time has come there is no more, As she peeled off her ring and tossed it to the floor. What did I ever see in you was her last reply, When I'm gone who are you going to have around just to make cry? You never cared you were never there, And all your talk was just tons of hot air. Yeah I remember when it used to feel so right, When you would hold me and cuddle all through the night. But somewhere down the road it just came undone, Maybe I'm being selfish for wanting to be your only one. I tried to please you the best that I could, But it got to the point that no matter what I did you made me feel that I was no good. Enough is enough my heart can't break anymore, We can never have it the way it was before. This is the hardest thing that I've ever done, You've been the first and only one I don't think death can hold this much pain, The love I had for you has nearly driven me completely insane. I never asked you or expected that much, Just some recognition and maybe a casual tender touch. How long has it been since you placed your lips on mine? As she wiped away her tears she said I've given you all kinds of signs. Well the only words that came to my mind is I'm sorry for being so blind. I said I know you are right I'm thoughtless as hell and so unkind. But give me a chance don't walk away, I want to make it better if you'll only stay. Well we held and we cuddled and it really felt good, And she was right certain things I took for granted and some I never understood. footnote: This is just another poem I made up
Two sisters, one man- Well-tricked for his trickery, Jacob gained two wives. Two sisters, one man- One weak-eyed and unwanted; One was beautiful. Two sisters, one man- In love he wept for Rachel, For sons loved Leah. Two sisters, one man- Mandrakes, sex bartered in hopes Both would feel equal.
The Broth The Broth Too many cooks spoil the broth is the adage eye have heard it all my life. The cook one is not used to sharing the pot the cook two has arrived and she is trying to survive and the hair is the fur flying up on the first cook to arrive as a batter up not ready to give up the batter in the broth. Please to the cook one try to share yes dear eye am certain it seems hard and impossible now but this time will come open somehow eye do not want the cook two to win but she has to survive for all of us to live cannot we be generous and share all our time eye will never give up the broth must be hot and so ready to serve only time can erase the bad taste that the second cook brought. Please keep the broth simmering in the pot and keep try to keep me ici lest eye die without broth without love. The Broth
One foot in place, Bed of decease. Palms on the pillow of rest, Tombstone. Soil linen unfolded to cover the mourning soul. Despondency at the Mormon rain of thoughts, "For better or for worst...Till death..." Seems bewildering now after all the years of faithfulness. External charm of her womanhood stroked daily by words of sweet nothing, Innermost lift untouched by human's hand. Secret heart tramped by reflection of trespasses, Wondering of "Is it me? For what could I have done greater in love?" Her cheek pressed firm in oneness with the windowpane. Tears flowing, Holding back the warmth summer arrays upon the glasswork. Emotions fight to keep her in the breathing, Reasoning her way out in weariness. Final breath, Words exhaled in one accord. Another- "Yes, transgression I have lived, continuing? I am already in existence." Thinking within of never giving to the excellence of her womanliness in marriage. Sound of a door ajar, Slamped. "Honey!" Thoughts of her or someone else? Maybe moments of overwhelming Monday night football with the boys. Speedily wiping the weeping from her presence. "I'm here!" Or is she? A woman unloved is given possibility of foolish acts. I meditate at times on this alone; Solitude decision on her behalf? Additional help sent from somewhere near, Maybe the better half? "Better half?" Forgive me. That doesn't sound right.
No censorship from your lips Declarations made unapologetically Living to offend You triumph at being different Unique now is a dirty word The way you mean it As an excuse to be belligerent To speak your mind freely Regardless of the consequences You hurt others with your tongue Your words are acidic Eroding away any peace from within me
Wanted but not appreciated Some admire the beauty Taking a seed to plant to accentuate their garden Some admire its hyponotic powers Taking its seeds to grow more poppies To help people reach eurphoria Barren, so much has been taken Without a thought to the flower Poppy gave the gifts she possessed gladly But, didn't want to be forgotten Wanted visitors to gaze at its beautiful petals Instead of bleeding it dry of all of its usefullness And leaving it to dry up and decay
I see you, my love Tranquil As the sea on a silent night Relentless Like the beat of my heart When You are happy, I can smile When You're sick, I am in great pain Do you feel the same for me?
I like your eyes, a cornflower blue. You do like my dimple, a double. I'm a poet, and meant just for you. You're my avid fan, an inspiration. Till death do us part, our promise. We're lovers, by day and by night. We watched the sunset, we kissed. We had differences, and we fought. We reconciled, then, we made love. But lately, I don't understand you; Is there someone else!? Non Cheri, just I'm not feeling well. I'm having your baby, two months. O gee, I thought….
this song it like a neverending story we both played a part but you pretending even though you a million miles away you got me thinkin, you still love me not knowing that youre lyin "neverending story" you said it was me but it was you who was cheatin changin up, everyday, like diffrent seasons you dissappear into the night sleepin with diffrent creatures with diffrent features "this a neverending story" break it down now! breakdown part: neverending story... yeah yeah yeah "break it down" oooh "this a neverending story" oooh, oooh..yeah neverending story boy, you will never change all your lies, you feed me sayin youve been, real to me let me tell you one thang reggin, you say that losely love- so overated its beginning to lose its meaning neverending story (story,story) neverending story... "oh yes it is" this song is like a neverending story we both played a part but you pretending even though you a million miles away your bestfriend keeps warning me you pretending you love me this a neverending story
You got The early morning feeling Out Of me We slipped Into Our favorite
You are the storm that rushes over my eyes You are the thunder that brings lightening into my heart a spark of life You are the rain that washes away the pain And... You are the sunshine that brightens up my day For you are my destiny, my journey and my love All the clouds and storms they could not compare A disruption, a tornado.... it does not dare For our love fills our hearts Our united souls never part You are the blood...... that rushes through my veins And... You are the emotions that flood in...... that change Now and forever you'll hold my hand Loving me for eternity was your plan You are my dream that never ends true and honest gods sent
Bread and Tulips He was the provider Supplier of the bread She was lover of flowers He was one that little said She loved music Dancing in the night He wanted a maid That ironed his shirts just right One was a soul mate The love of her life The other just someone Who wanted a maid to do things right Who would she chose To spent the rest of her life The man who used her Or the one who would treat her nice (This is about a movie that I have seen. Not me personally.)
i realize it was really hard for me to see, how could i've been so blind, you was slowly killin me, you played with fire, end up hurting me, theres no mercy, especially coming from me and if i do forgive i will never forget its something you have to live with boy you will regret u had your fun while it last, now youre my past youre a cheater and a liar, you made urself look like an as(s) let me tell you,im no bodies fool but love made me blind i was a fool for you now it seems, the tables have turned so horribly you looking i see you've learned you loved that one she didnt love you back now you knocking on my door sayin "plz take me back" ah, you realize you was a fool messin up somethin with one night or two three,four, stop knocking at my door, when in fact, step on back, theres no comin back i thought you was the one the one i can trust but i was wrong you was a bust you couldve been the one my lover, my king building an empire just you and me now its too bad, it ended so sad, didnt realize what you had, you so gone, im glad im better without you unstressful im free you played with fire end up hurting me im the one and only u had a good thing now you cant have me fadeout: n-e-more....
Late one night I went for a walk, my husband and I, just had a fight, really convinced, it was all his fault. Out on the track, I was huffing around, looking real weird in my night gown, talking to myself, walking round, and round. Two policemen were passing by, I tried to explain the gown and all, but on that radio, they made that call. We have your wife, and she is going in, you can sign her bond, and she can go then, I knew that man was wearing a grin. Downtown we went, with me in the back, I screamed real loud, I left my purse at the track, so they turned around, and took me back. Finally we arrived at the station door, I never had been in there before, they put me in a cell with someone who snored. Finally, my husband came to get me out, I tried to tell him how it all came about, but he just laughed, saying out loud, baby got a rap. Not funny to me, but I'm glad he came, those two police, thought I was insane, but I did it to myself, I had no one to blame. Now, I never go out by myself, that night downtown, um, bad memories it left, we laugh about it now, but then, miserable I felt. The moral of my story is, stay home.
Standing in the Starbucks line I have ample time to observe the woman beside me, her lips and fingernails painted bright red like a billboard she fancies herself the main attraction inadvertently advertising her desperate need to be noticed The tables dotted with individuals using their computer screens and newspapers like barricades they hide inside fiercely protecting themselves from inconvenient interaction The boy behind the counter takes my order his scarred hands moving swiftly, sinewy arms decorated with intricate tattoos tall, decaf, nonfat sugar-free gingerbread latte, he seems bored disinterested, even dismissing me as chaste and sensible just another suburban soccer mom The man behind me talks on his cell phone, like a guilty voyeur I listen to his side of the conversation; in my head, inventing some sordid scenario to go along with his clipped responses My husband waits for me in the parking lot like a beacon of hope his truck, warm idling eagerly anticipating my return.