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!
Ode to Spockoriginal theme intro and video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EWSp5ijOOfkFrom a distant star you traveled,far across the Milky Way.Humanity felt imperiled,but peace was the Vulcan way.We never could understand you,that face without expression.Thus you suffered so many fools,and taught us all a lesson.The differences that separate,move some to hate and revile.But the bond made came not too latewe loved you, if for a while.Now we thank you for your wisdom,we'll never forget your name.Eclectic will be the kingdom,may the flame always remain.
MichaelMichael,The one with the elegant smile,The one with the sparkly glove,The one who said life is still worthwhile,The one who is up above.Michael,The one who I cared for,The one who I will never neglect,The one who I utterly adore,The one who I will always respect.Michael,The one who made the world dance,The one with the phenomenal flair,The one with the signature stance,The one who is known everywhere.Michael,The one who put on a great display,The one who went much too soon,The one whom I wish a happy birthday,The one who shines just like the moon.
Kelly's BellyThis is the story of a girl who grewHer hair was blonde, her eyes were blueYoung and pretty, her name was KellyAll she wanted was a big round bellyHer friend was smart, made her a pillOne to make her stomach fillShe let the pill slide down her throatThen felt herself begin to bloatNext her tummy rounded outHer cheeks puffed up and made her poutHer top was stretched, it was too smallto cover her belly, now a big round ballYou'd think she had too much to eatShe could no longer see her feetShe rubbed her belly, felt it growWondered when she'd start to slowBut there was no end to her inflationAlthough she quite liked this sensationShe grew to many times her sizeAnd there was panic in her eyesHer friend realised something was wrongThe pill she'd made was way too strongAs Kelly floated from the groundHer belly made a creaking soundHer friend said sorry she had to goBut Kelly was about to blowNow alone she filled the roomReached her limit and went kaboom
Digging deeperOh, my dearest little fluttershy-caught in every, little lie.Standing there and playing dumb.Dear, let the drama just be done.Shut your mouth and let things die-no one cares now if you cry.You've turned your back on pals-made your reputation run far south.People now are getting mad-over all these claims you've had.Stop the fighting, stop the crap.Before you wind up getting slapped.Who will wind up on ED?Its in your future- that I see.Keep things up and make it clear-you belong in rants my dear.Your digging deeper with your lies.Probably thinking that your sly.Well my dear that's just not true.Keep it up, your reputations through.Now my dear I must digress.Please let all this drama rest.If not then you can't blame me.When you wind up on ED.
Entrance MeSwirlingSlowly at first.Shoulders slouch and mind clouds.Further and further you fall in.Obey.
Inflation DayI walked into my roomPulled out some loose clothing to wearThen I went into my closetAnd pulled out a large tank of air.I stuck the hose in my bellybuttonI said "This is going to be great!"I went to the airtankAnd turned the knob up to eight.I felt the air enter my bodyI had hoped it would soonThat's when it actually happenedI was inflating like a balloon!My belly was getting rounderI poked it once or twiceMy whole body was getting enormousThe feeling was very nice.However, I was quickly losing mobilityI was bigger in width than heightSoon, I was feeling lots of pressureAnd my belly feels really tight.I tried to pull the hose outUnfortunately, it was stuckAnd now I can't move to reach the airtankWell great, just my luck....The expanding feeling is just too greatI don't really think I want to stop....However, I'm starting to feel pretty fullAnd now I think I'm going to pop!!!!
Fallen AngelFallen AngelCrawling in my forlorn appearanceI hide my soul behind these tattered wingsTattered and broken as they arePlucked of light, stained in tears and blood.In quiet despair upon the cold earthSmeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary kneesAnd clutched timidly between my fingersRests one last jewel of Hope.A single unblemished plume pluckedFrom the silver light of dawnA feathered ray of light from beyondTo illuminate the void that has me bound.This precious barb of silkOnce lost as I was and forgottenBlazes now to immerse me in radiant blissTo wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss.So now I fade away…My tender flesh removedMy shattered wings releasedMy inner light unsheathed… escapes.(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
Guarded Secret - Sacred TreasureWritten by: Shinigami-no-Miko2013Guarded Secret - Sacred TreasureJolt in the chest; he swung the ancient scythe,Glistening treasure held between grit teeth,Warning came in rare viridescent eyes.With a snap-glasses gone; let that part die,Certainly no time to wallow in grief,Jolt in the chest; he swung the ancient scythe.Their rules he could no longer justify,Yet one hand constantly gripped a worn sheath,Warning came in rare viridescent eyes.Not letting go with a “final” good-bye,Placed around his hips an ornate motif,Jolt in his chest; he swung the ancient scythe.The yearn for laughter he didn’t deny,Poor souls fallen victim to false relief,Warning came in rare viridescent eyes.He released from those lips a hungry sigh,Darkness covered, tonight escaped a thief,Jolt to the chest; he swung the ancient scythe,Warning came in rare viridescent eyes.
Love's RelicRain is the tapestry I wear todayOn shoulders heavy from the fall out bluesWhere sun puts on his cloudy cloak of gray,For there's no way to stop sable tears muse.The thorns in their rose beds bleed my skinBut are washed away in spite of pain,Though no amount of effulgence takes sinOut of past lusts, nor lifts the sullen rain.Rain is the art of morning strung on websEmerging from the piceous black night.Arabesque tunes playing heart songs in red,Re lit as the sun lifts from lost sight.Rain evaporates only when morn's flownOn relic wings to where forgiveness is grown.
Your smileEverytime I see your serene face,Im a captive of your smile.That subtle, endearing smile uplifts me.
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