Ode for DA friends and T.shareMy heart goes out to your awesome expression of creativity,like the objects in shades in the spectrum of reality.A pool of sharing the work of art spreads joy and make our life whole,together with our passion, we seek out our lovely artistic soul.
Soulmate search in the seaI wish I could catch a fish eventually.I will throw my bait and I will wait & see patiently.
Your Best friend is yourselfTrue friend is yourselfYou can trust yourself.You can count your blessingsYou can listen your own advice.You can listen your heart.You can proud of yourself.You dont judge yourself.You dont lie to yourselfYou dont listen your negativityYourself doesnt hurt you.Yourself doesnt cheated you.You can control yourself.You can protect yourself.You can recognize your limitations & your mistakes.You can treat yourself lucky.You can HELP yourselfYou can LOVE yourself.You can RESPECT yourself.You will be blessed,and you will receive the god's blessings.Be firm.Be humble.Be yourself.
A Fatal trap of Cyberlove"Unsuspecting victims of cyberlove can be caught in a trap with a virus within its wall.""Just say NO!"
Dumb and Dumber"How did you get so stupid?""Oh! I learned more quickly...from you! What's your excuse?""I learned more quickly than you!""Oh, i give you the honor!"Cheers!
GenerosityIf your palm is open and you are giving,you will also receive god's blessings.
Ode for Human HeartMy heart is inside my deep cavern,Blood flowing like the clear stream endlessly.Such an unique art pieceTirelessly working to sustain my life.Every beat is a breath.Just like a symphony.Cleansing my soul within,Energizing my bodySurely you are the river of life.The symbol of passionAnd how I am being blessed.
Resolving ConflictsDo not find fault.Resolve an argument by finding remedies. Cursing, shouting and name-calling will only breed resentment.
Autumn Depression - updatedFragments of Golden Autumn,In this late cold afternoon,The Summer is coming to an end,Fall is just around the bend,Pretty leaves are falling on the ground,There's orange, red, yellow and golden brown,Makes me feel melancholic though,I wish the bitter cold will not be my foe!
The Road Beneath My FeetThe road went out before me and it snaked up on aheadAnd I picked up my feet and I followed that roadWherever its cobblestones led.I sang a song and marched along that winding path of stonesAnd the song filled my heart to the beat of my feetAs I wandered that path all alone.I know not where I’m going, only what lies behind.And my feet and my song shall go right alongWith only the road on my mind.
Empty NestSilent as the bird-less treeBranches borne their capsid fawnA wind take themBlanket for the generationTo be set so unprepared uponShawls to face the blizzard's hemWith the quiet of the winged freeHoly by a timeless justThe valour pressed between the stonesAnd shattered fairChanged without a pauseOf growing flesh and bonesExtend a now poorly fitted wearLike down to the winter lustFabric in a feathered leafMultiplied by coming daysWhen helicopters still their beatsAnd eagle eyes denote a nestSew a tuque every which wayA breathing wool as soft as bleatsFrom cooing babes new to the reefCrossbar hold the sway of darkGround take precedenceCradled on the crook of tuneHeard through the sheets of paper greensSpawning germs have time to senseA wind and how to open woundThe myriad will leave its markElements beneath the trunkVariety hath wormed to frontBut strive the will notTo imprint what is now for alwaysA striding race still has the jauntFrom icicles to bliste
DeoxysSpace, the unknown "world" to humanityHard to fathom, it's often a calamityAn intruder is coming down to EarthWhat is it's purpose, what is it's worth?An alien-like bipedal figure arisesFrom it's crystalline shell, surprisesInnocent and clueless, constantly observingHe ventures little by little, slowly learningHe means no harm, yet harm rapidly comes to himTentacles, red and blue-green to the very brimEye sockets black, daunting and hauntingly grimFrightened they attack and strike him limb by limbAbused for no reason, a harmless creatureNo one to stop, listen, and be the teacherBut one did, one that belonged to the starsHe taught him the meaning behind the scarsPeople are too quick to judge, they cannot waitFear of strangers, full of confusion and hateYet the star and alien became good friendsTogether they venture to the world's endsDo not be so quick to believe what you seeThe eyes deceive and the minds hastily agreeDo not fear the stranger from outer spaceLend
Lair, liarLies, lies..liesFalse alibisPile on like dirtIn the end, it's youWho's hurtSo go on, keep diggingAnd..tell me howYou didn't know..While you do..Forgive this grin..But I ain't buyin', not now..Not ever again.As I stand here, clad in blackI know, there's no goin' backTo those good timesWhen we, were partners in crimes'cause you just had toCommit the worst of them all..So don't ask meTo lend a handOr a goddamn rope'cause I won'tBut..y'knowI'm feelin' a bit kind..And in the right mindTo toss out a line;"Vengeance my friend ..is mine"
Garden SlakedSkirted crux still tyrant loomA wash to cleanse the earthen peatCling deadened neat as twining doomDancing rose in gallows hangA fealty prayed with whisperingAnd sing come severed tolling rangRocky shoal conspired to daleA task impartial of its barsTo let its mars cascade to paleFingers in a holding stanceThe text invite a deceased mindTo share the kind of dying chanceDress in sequence has no threadsAnd blended ties sway with the linesAs does the fine and roughened bledSombre on the bruising cheeksFlush see its waters cast awayTo ending day the noose will seekA flower floating on a tideHave weakness for its will to leaveBelieve it made its choice to dieCrown gone weightless burden passedAnd rule and regulations giveThe ceaseless last to let one liveWounds unhealed fresh as eyesSee existence for all its bearsAnd share the moment left behindOutside on the cusp still oneImpacted in a shifting clothEnd willing done to send one offArms fallen in flesh of ageSt
Neglected. Final Warning.Wow, you stand there.Expectant and powerful.Waiting for me to fall to my knees and kiss your feet.But I am not.I am not going to be neglected kissing your palm, while you barely glance at mine!No! I shall not become your debt collector. Never.
Re-unboundWisp in the field dewHave clothed my eyes in tearsAnd joy inside my heartWrapped so tightly nearHave the kindness puncture stoneThrough the rough a gemstone veinShining crude against the boneBut in my time let colour reignSleeve for my shaking armsThe sun a sharpest bladeBut silken as you are to meSend away the fear forbadeWear in dearest times of needWhen my head is heavyYou keep a fluttering heart at easeAnd clear my mind a wayHave the kindness puncture stoneFallen fire of quick passionsExpose the duller burn of boneThat bleeds a light of lovelinessCloth in an airy worldCatch the thoughts I bearAnd pour them out whence cameThrough the mirrors I can shareLike the fill for my lungsYou keep my dizzy wantingsContained in every flashAnd brightest moment I can beHave the kindness puncture stoneGleaming ideas of a homeWhere strong and unimprisoned boneWill no longer be aloneFor best is shared this stepping stoneTo offset to adventure's armsAnd together reap
This Poem is Extremely LongThis is the introSo read this firstI hope it will quenchYour poetry thirstLet me point this outFirst of allWe are artistsSo stand up tallThis is the partWhere the poem beginsBut this is just the startYou should see how it endsIn a world filledWith fame and mediocrityWe are the true starsWith talent and creativityUnlike those celebritiesThey think they’re big and bossBut we all know they’re bumpkinsNothing more than social flossYou call this shit art?Miley Cyrus shaking her assI don’t think it’s classified as talentIt sure as hell doesn’t have classHow about its impactOn today’s generation?You getting bored of this poem?Then I’ll switch to personificationWhat the fluffDoes a wrecking ball symbolise?Does it dangle over our heads and fallBefore we look up and realiseAnd gasp in shock and surpriseThat this 99999 pound ballOf useless informationIs about to crush our nogginsAnd we’re supposed to show fascinat
*Choral Practice*Stirring rendition in windHarmonized voices singChoral practice taking placeChoir achieved state of grace.Voices soar and surroundNo constraints they're not boundPerfectly magical healing powerMusical reflection, melodious hour.Delice194121.11.14
Your smileEverytime I see your serene face,Im a captive of your smile.That subtle, endearing smile uplifts me.
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