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The Ballad Of Poet Destroyer

"The Ballad of The Poet Destroyer"

Destroyer, and creator of words
Flying high on the wings of a bird
Drowning every inch, by foes and friends
Where has she gone?

When push came to shove, 
She continued standing tall after every fall
Falling fearlessly like the falling star tapping the lips
Topaz, a star in the eyes of envy the enemy
A dreamlike, miracle mirage, fresh like mints
No reason in remembering yesterday's sad song
Slightly she moves in with the new barren breeze,
A maze in disguise, no way out
A feeling so good, you hate
The naming of names, that won't escape you 
Your eyes of lust, imitate PD's sweetest touch, 
Destruction, with pleasure
A new day, killed by the morning after pill
Everyone gone, shadows remain
Where, has she gone? 

A feeling so good, you hate
Your unmatched precision, wobbles your stability
She'll give you a taste of rays, despite your low self-esteem 
Happiness turns to sadness, making every jaw drop
Where has she gone?

She's not the painting of Mona Lisa, 
However, it does not stop you from spending your cash-
-To see a picture painted with a frown,
Look what you've done!

Never to return, what was, what is!
You say you love her, then you run
A dry barrel, an empty gun, 
Never will the enemy be number one, 
Nothing but a shadow, a rug for PD,
Like a dream, her imagery is haunting
Love her or leave her, her pen name remains
Poet O' Poet where are you?

Advocate of smiles, enjoy her copy paste kiss
Trace her silhouette found in the midnight mist
Blindfolded, indulge by the wind
Breaking, the Texas Hold EM' Hand
Her freedom, her land
Gone insane, she laughs, 
Untouched she remains, she lives
Inside of me

By; PD

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2014

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OUR LOVE

(Groom speaks...)
In this world are things to contemplate.
Therefore, life can be complicated.
Stairs we must climb to overcome conflict.
Heaven is an open door of realities.
As my adoration of you is metaphoric, 
I am blessed that you feel the same.
We are together as one.
Our passion flows.
Our ardor is aglow.

(Bride speaks...)
In this life are confrontations.
We must address our demons to form our inner being.
Nothing is more than the characteristic of self-worth.
I see yours darling and it is me.
May I be shallow in the passion I feel?
I adore you.
I am yours.
Let’s share this with the world.

(Groom speaks...)
I asked you to marry me.
You said yes.
My head start spinning.
I felt the depth in my chest.
Our marriage vows have been written.
Our big day has come.
I am your man.
You are my woman.

(The Groom says his written vows.…)
Complicated the world may be.
Our time together will be cherished by the passion we feel.
You are my paradise and my sunshine.
I am yours until the end of time.
Our life, as one, is intertwine with all aspects.
As a tree grows, so does our lust.
As a river flows, so does our thirst.
As a meadow brooks the crows, so does our fascination accept our conundrums.
I will ardor you forever.

(The Bride says her written vows.…)
Complicated the world is.
Our time together we cherish.
You are my sunshine and my paradise.
I am yours until the end of time.
Our life, as one, interweaves.
Life aspects will challenge each.
Our fervor defeats all our troubles.
As landscape flourish, so does our lust.
As lea bravado, so does our thirst.
As a meadow brooks the crows, so does our infatuation withstand any rival.
Our ardor is dominance.
Our ardor is exuberance.

(Bride speaks...)
I adore you my man!

(Groom speaks...)
And I, adore you my woman!

(Music continues to play in the background until the symphony ends.)
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PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 04, 2014!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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WHEN I LOVE THEE

I LOVE THEE I am no voluptuous beauty nor do I live a life of purity I can only say: I love wholeheartedly with all I am so truthfully I keep my heart open though it gets hurt so often I avoid to be irate as I know love changes the heart rate.. Guys tried to coo and woo, they say words as for "only you" Yet, hard to believe it is true as I see some untrue I give chances as my heart marks with tact entrances I learned from various instances looking man in romances In places where rules impede, two persons who wants to bid Not of money but of affection, in them must be determination I love thee not of what you have… Not even of who you are but to how you are to me… If I love you, don't tell me much what to do… As me, myself will show you, I am that real and true.. Yes, I am liked by many but tell you what: I don't like this honey nor am I proud of it in anyway One is enough to make me stay Stand with me through it all, I give my best not to fall My name your sweetest call echoing in every wall.. Hold me firm yet dear; allow me to move closely We'll make it anyhow, treading smoothly on flows... We are strong, aren't we? No one moving alone Together we'll face phases in tune, though there will dunes.. ________________________________________________________ © OLIVE ELOISA D. GUILLERMO 3:25 pm, 07/13/2013 ***CONTEST: ANY POEM GOES #13 SPONSOR: POET DESTROYER 8TH PLACE (TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY) ***Sponsor SKAT A Contest Name Any Old Poem #5 4th place

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2013

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Down Forgotten Paths

We walk down 
    forgotten paths 
on the way to 
     eternity 
Ancient stone structures 
   line the path 
We feel the weight 
   of the years 
on our shoulders 
  We experience a sense 
      of deja - vu momentarily 
Surely we have walked this road before
    But no, we soon realize
we soon realize we have never gone 
    before 
and that it is the way we must go 
and that we must hurry for we have a date
    with destiny 

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014

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The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.


Copyright © Tay Reid | Year Posted 2013

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A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything

Copyright © jaremy mount Jr | Year Posted 2013

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Drought

We pray good times will come again,
As we sit and beg for rain,
We pray good times will soon draw nigh
As we dry the tears we cry,
And watch our livestock die.

I am tired of singing the same old song
This drought has lasted way too long
Ten years now it has been
Since decent rain we have seen
As storm clouds gather on the coasts
Flooding rivers, roads and signposts
We wait hoping, praying for a bit
Those coastal towns are always hit

We pray good times will come again,
As we sit and beg for rain,
We pray good times will soon draw nigh
As we dry the tears we cry,
And watch our livestock die.

We save and skimp and stand our ground
Praying for that magic sound 
Of raindrops hitting thirsty earth,
Filling dams, creating rebirth
When the rains fall far away
Flooding waters speed our way
Drowning livestock, stealing fences
Removing soil, causing dam breaches 

We pray good times will come again,
As we sit and beg for rain,
We pray good times will soon draw nigh
As we dry the tears we cry,
And watch our livestock die.

Life on the land is tough, they say
Yet we are tougher still, we pray
Not often do we take a stand
But now we need your helping hand
Livestock and men are dying here
Women weep for all they hold dear
The time has come we cannot wait
Depression is looming at our gate

We pray good times will come again,
As we sit and beg for rain,
We pray good times will soon draw nigh
As we dry the tears we cry,
And watch our men folk die.

Copyright © Huberta van Akkeren | Year Posted 2014

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Best Friend

I remember the very first time I saw you,
You wiped the sweat off your forehead,
I remember what all I use to say to you,
Followed my heart, I love you,
Maybe I needed to guard what I say,
Or express it in another way,
I hope I did you no harm,
Or is that what you call destiny,
Please know in your heart,
Eventhough how things played out,
My life and all its' worth,
Worth calling existing - living,
And without ever crossing paths,
My life would have been blah,
Words can not express how I feel about you,
Celebrate our love, if nothing more ever than be my best friend,
You are my very breath and hope of hearing from and possibly seeing you,
The very reason I make it through another day,
Our love we will celebrate far and away,
But in my heart, you are right here with me today,
I love you friend,
You make this world and all it contains worth living,
My heart smiles when it thinks of you,
I will somehow express my heart before I leave this earth,
So much I want to say,
I don't want to complicate things,
I just want you to be healthy, happy and carefree,
I know you love me,
You don't have to say it like I so often do,
I knew day one, 
When I became good friends to you!
I love you, boo!
I do!
Best of luck,
Live like you were dying!

Copyright © Jason Fisher | Year Posted 2013

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LET US ALL SAVE PEACE

I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace

Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages 
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace

For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace 
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace

Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace

The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.

Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!




This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. 

Please Print and Distribute to Save Peace. Thank you
Get the copy here: http://www.academia.edu/2904281/LET_US_ALL_SAVE_PEACE

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2013

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DEAR MUSIC

Dear Music

Dear Music- would you marry drum?
for it will be beautiful when played under the setting sun
How would you love to be tomorrow’S heading
will you invite Guitar to your wedding?
From million miles your melodies be heard
As soothing as the morning hymn of a mocking bird
Since happiness can only befriend you
For you’re surely beautiful and true.

Music- queen of the ballroom
You Indeed are dominator of the mind In vexed volume
Could you stop the violence- happening a thousand mile
Sole Perceiver of peace - thence thou shalt smile
For you are one of the timbers of earth
As every soul knows you since birth
Only you can manipulate the choice-less
And can also speak for the voiceless.

Music- should you need a king,
Who will endear you with a diamond ring
You can think of Michael Jackson and Bob Marley,
From your talented basement to your lobby,
And even to you, Lucky Dube, and John Lennon were dear,
among the spot earners on the isle of the phenomena 
As they, the aforementioned had no limit of valence
Yet they lived and died under our pitiful surveillance.
 
Dear Music- I wish you could walk for the disabled
For they indeed are hopeless- and subtracted from the fabled
You mesmerized, thence emphasized the beautiful life
But don’t the laborer deserve a break from the hunger and strife
I admire your stance to point out the lies- that demised many dreams
However I’m disgusted by the ignorance of the poor’s screams
Music- you define immortality- yet omit the underlying reality
I wish a few will see beyond generalization one day- and preserve equality-

Copyright © DeeGee Anarka | Year Posted 2014

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NO MAN STANDS ALONE - The Ballad of Barney Ross

CHORUS
No man stands alone
in the street, the ring or the combat zone
some lay in the gutter
some sit on a throne
but no man stands alone

At the age of fourteen 
he had a dream
to become a rabbi 
Chicago 1924
then his dad was killed by men
who tried to rob the family store
his brothers and sisters were sent away
to an orphanage where they would stay
and though his faith was blown away
he vowed to bring them home someday

To God and man revenge he swore
he walked with gamblers, 
hoods and whores
he fit right in 
then on a whim
he walked into a boxing gym
he fought Canzoneri in ‘33
for the lightweight title victory
he made up with God 
and finally
he could reclaim his family

Those McLarnon fights 
were the stuff of lore
the only man 
to ever put him on the floor
he won two out of three, 
then in the Armstrong bout
he nearly died 
but was never knocked out
then in 1941
the Japanese pulled a sneaky one
so he joined the marines 
and he got a gun
and he sailed into the rising sun

On Guadalcanal, 
he fought so brave
overmatched like old King Dave
he put twenty attackers 
in an early grave
for the one marine 
whose life he saved
in a hospital bed 
for months and days
they kept him in a morphine haze
then sent him home 
strung out and beat
to the pushers on the mean, mean street

Hollywood was very keen
to put his story on the silver screen
but they focused on the drug abuse
he tried to sue 
but what’s the use?
Barney Ross was brave and strong
they couldn’t keep him down for long
his rabbi said that he must try
to be a model Jew in the public eye

but from the public eye he slipped
like a phantom radar blip
they say he hunted Nazi criminals
and he ran some guns to Israel

Barney Ross was brave and strong
I thought that he deserved a song
he did some bad
he did some good
and he saved the world
the best he could

Copyright © Art Wright | Year Posted 2013

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TO EVERY SOLDIER THAT THEIR IS

One of the happiest days,
Is  bringing our soldiers home alive,
To where they can be seen,
By their families once again,
To show them we love them,
And care about them,
In the ways we should,
Cause they gave up their time,
And their lives for this country,
For our freedoms we often take for granted,
To protect us from the domestic evils of today,
Whether we see them or not,
We should praise them all,
For all that they have done,
Including those who have fallen,
And can Not walk back through the gates of home,
For they have fallen and given more for this country,
And sacrificed more than we pay attention too,
To save us all for our freedoms,
Which our country will often forget,
With time the fallen one's,
Because we often pay attention to those,
Who are here in front of us and can fight,
One day at a time,
Which is the wrong way to be,
Cause all soldiers are made the same,
And should never be forgotten in anyway,
Day after day cause we have what we have,
To remind us all of all who have sacrificed their lives,
For the freedoms we have to keep us safe,
Each and everyday!

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

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GIANTVILLISM AND CITY OF THE BEAN PEOPLE PART 1

INTRO
A wonderful world it is contemplated Jake as he planted his seed to grow his beanstalk. He knew that this beanstalk would nourish many so he watched it grow. One day he awoke and the beanstalk was clearing the sky and he decided to climb it. Singing merrily to himself: “Oh, what wonderful day to play with your evolution. I planted this stalk of beans and it's growing beyond my conception. So I shall climb it to discover has it evolved another wonderful world beyond .” Jake was foremost a positive thinker. He began to climb singing "evolution conception a world beyond - evolution conceives a world afar."
DAY ONE OF JAKE’S ADVENTURE
Jake climbed the beanstalk that day. He discovered that there was life formed beyond but he was afraid to adventure further and promised himself that he would build the courage to go the step afar. He knew that he had to be well prepared for his adventure, so on his descent down the stalk he began to develop his plan for his journey to continue. As always, Jake began to sing: “ Mmmm… The adventure I am about to partake could be quite dangerous; however, I must completely discover that place. I know that it may be my very last visit – the next – but I am going back to conquer it and that’s that .” Jake begins to instill belief in self.
Jack’s Next Adventure
As Jack planned he would make two weapons and use them if needed. He would take some food with him for his sustenance and a change of clothes for his comfort. He must travel lightly. He cannot be overloaded. This was an adventure to discover the beyond and then return home. He would set some landmarks as he journey within this other world to ensure that he could return to his beanstalk, therefore, assuring his returning home and thus, hopefully safely. Day ten, after the discovery of this world beyond, Jake began to climb his beanstalk once again. Now know that this City that Jack was from had many beanstalks. Did Jack think he was only one with this discovery? Everyone had to plant their own individual beanstalk. Was Jack’s the only one with a world beyond or did he share this with others? Secrets were known to be kept in City of the Bean People forever. Well now Jack had arrived into this other world beyond via his beanstalk. It was a flora place and no one was stirring about. He walked and walked and walked until he came to a cellulosic world. Amidst these cell walls of plants and algae was a cave-like house. He heard loud snoring. He felt to see had he lost his weapons. He had not. Jake entered the house. At first he saw feet then legs. These legs were very long but finally he arrived at the knee caps about 6 minutes later. He knew then that this was a big, big person. He became afraid, but he tiptoed on. He discovered the Giant. He was not about to wake him. Jake decided it was time to end this adventure for now and return home. It took Jack about 1 day to complete his journey home. Nevertheless, he knew he would be back to meet this big person. He had to so that he could discover this world beyond forever. Meaning, he desired the world beyond to be part of his constructed life; therefore, he knew he would fulfill his desire.
JOURNEY TO MEET BIG PERSON
Jake did not remove his landmarks on his journey home from his last adventure that took him into the world beyond. He would travel via these landmarks so that he knew how to get back to the Giant’s home. Two weeks later Jake went on his third adventure. His plan was to meet this Big Person and become friends with him if this was possible. He knew his life could be endangered because he was a small man, but he had to find out if this Giant could be his friend. So Jake went on his merriment way singing: “ This will be quite an adventure. The third trip to what I will call Giantvillism. It’s quite a beautiful place to me, as I see life forming and then there’s this Big Person. Giant he will be call, quite scary after all; however, very much worth the adventure and a connection to his world .” Jake stopped singing and walked quietly, continuing on his journey, as he completed climbing his beanstalk. As Jake continued on his journey to Giant’s home, he constantly discovered new knowledge about Giantvillism. Everything was cellulosic. But he notices that some of these cellulosic things may be able to take human life form. However, it seemed that they needed triggering. An evolutionary world he had discovered with biological means and after he met Giant and if they became friends, he would find this world’s trigger point because it was necessary and should be develop and this is the premise he would live by and also influence Giant to do the same through his instruction, if needed. Hopefully, Giant may know how to do this himself but needed a motivator. Jake knew well that he was that and more. Jake perceived himself as quite powerful. Halfway to Giant’s home Jake felt aspiration and became aspirated and as usually, began to sing while breathing out. He continued his singing merrily and almost ran into Giant who was outside his home. Jake found himself no more than twenty feet away from Giant when he saw his legs in a standing position. Jake did a double-take and hid behind an object he did not have a name for but if he described it, it would be to him a big fossil plant or maybe an artifact of this world. Giant began to move and it seems as if he was humming. However, Jake decided he was singing in his native language, which words sounded like those of a hummingbird. Jake needed a plan of approach and while he was thinking, he fell asleep behind the big fossil plant.

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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STOP THE WAR

Today I am crying
I am crying that my brothers are fighting
The fighting started from historical claim
The claim that never any sides to give in
Today my tears fell to my bosom
I am anxious to what happen

Why never the peace is reign?
Why war shall be the end?
Why the people love to kill?
Why there is no way to end without blood spill?

I am not superman to stop the falling tears
I wanted to embrace my brothers to say please stop!
Please stop the war that spills blood.
I wanted to cry out loud but my sober is louder

Please end the war 
Stop and give ending
There would be no winner fighting between brothers
The only winner in war is “loser” for fighting with brothers
Please...
Please...
Please...
There must be other ways - to the end the bloodshed!
Please 
Please 
Please
Please stop it, stop the war!!!
Stop the war!
Stop the fighting!
Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Stoppppppppppppppppppp the War!!!!!
Where are you UNNNNNNNNN?





Sunday, 3rd March 2013
Sunthecan

A poem for the current skirmish in Lahad Datu and Semporna
Sabah, Malaysia. Let us all pray for PEACE! 


Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2013

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I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS

I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees



 
2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2013

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GIANTVILLISM AND CITY OF THE BEAN PEOPLE PART 5

Jake’s Two Week Stay
Jake Castle began to think about Giant and Maddy. Looking in his case he decided to write a melody for when he brings his family, which include Nefa (his wife) and his three children (Jake, Jr. who was named after Jake, Nefreda Maria who was named after Nefa whose name was Nefreda Marie, and Joseph), to Giantvillism on his next visit in which they would perform this melody for the Giant and Maddy. And, of course, Giant and Maddy would be included in this performance.
Jake’s Melody
From the Big People cell in this cellulosic world stands Giant and Maddy - two of the same. What well they do with their knowledge? Well, Giant states there will be more evolvement! From the Big People cell in this cellulosic world, stands Giant and Maddy; two of the same. Why are they cousins? They cellulosic life forms are from the Big People cell. From the Big People cell in this cellulosic world, stands Giant and Maddy; two of the same. Do you think there will be more like them? Will Giant speak? I am in this melody and Jake calls me Giant. My people have started evolving, therefore, more than sure; there will be more of me and Maddy. Jake now knows of my hidden strength and that is through other’s writings. From the Big People cell in this cellulosic world, stands Giant and Maddy; two of the same. Jake has visited Giant many times and now Maddy is here twice. Family I bring for number thirteen and now we will tell what we have seen ! Jake finished his melody and went to where Giant and Maddy was standing. He did not say anything to Giant about his mental abilities. Jake felt he should wait to see would Giant ever share out or would he keeps this a secret. This would tell Jake what he needed to know and how to go when evolving continued. Jake pulled Giant’s shirt. “Hello Giant, I have awakened.” “Oh, of course, Jake; you are back and ready to journey with Maddy and I,” asked Giant? “And Jake, my real name is Herbert but you can call me Giant. I have become kind of fond of that nickname,” stated Giant. Jake responded and said, “You shall be Herbert the Giant and your name shall be shortened to Giant. However, do you have a surname or a last name?” Herbert the Giant states: “My people last name is Big People. Therefore, my last name would be Herbert of the Big People, which you have substituted for the Giant.” Jake ask, “Which would you prefer, Herbert the Giant or Herbert of the Big People?” Giant said softly, “Jake please call me Giant as a nickname but my real name has to remain Herbert of the Big People.” Jake said, “Well do!”
The Big Person Stone
Maddy had many things to tell Giant and Jake, but he had also one thing to hide and that was a secret he kept deep inside. Every morning Maddy woke with a glow and Giant would ask: “Are you well Maddy?” Maddy’s response was: “I am growing Giant and that’s why I glow!” “ Glow Maddy, Glow; Go Maddy, Go; Grow Maddy, Grow !” stated Giant.” “Reason being that I know Maddy’s secret and he will keep this secret because it is just us two and never will he tell the truth. Nevertheless, the truth will be revealed when the stone of life plants a tree,” sang Giant. “Maddy will wonder should he tell me.” Maddy continues to glow for about three years. He grew just as tall as he could be, which is 7 feet “3” inches. Cells were formed on this tree and Maddy wife was one from this blessing. Giant did not seek Maddy for an explanation but stated to Maddy he still possessed his secret and that is when Maddy spoke of the stone and Giant and he became blood. And all know this is when a family was formed. The Big People Stone created the monarchy that ruled Giantvillism. Giant would be the King and Maddy was part of the Royal Family. This was not known to Jake and his family and would be revealed when Jake returned in late December. Many surprises are in store for Jake of the Bean People. Giant and Maddy will be the presenters. __________________________________________________________________|

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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Warrior's Turf

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!





X is the spot...or IS IT?

When the blood has run dried...is the K OVER?

The HIGHEST...the THINNEST...AIR...HERE...or OVER THERE?

WHY the CRIES and those ECHOES...or SHOULD I CARE?

A NAME...NEVER...EVER...TO BE...PUSHED OVER!


TRY as HARD AS YOU MAY...but WILL IT PAY?

Do you BOTTLE GREATNESS...or DOES IT JUST FLOW?

A SMILING HEART...makes MERRY...but a BITTER HEART...JUST POLLUTES!

IN THE END...a THANKFUL NATION...ALWAYS...SALUTES!

GREATNESS like HONEY...only...A FEW...EVER KNOW!


A WARRIOR'S HEART...BLEEDS...IT NEVER...SIMPLY DIES!

HIS LEGACY...is THEIR TURF...and ON THEIR TURF!

Honor and commitment...ARE THE PRESSES...AND YOURS!

IF you MUST...YOU...PLAY with the SCORES!

Till NEXT SEASON...FOR ME...it's SURF...or a DIFF'RENT TURF [golf]!



Copyright © Thomas Hsi | Year Posted 2014

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A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night

Copyright © Brandon Triv | Year Posted 2013

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GIANTVILLISM AND CITY OF THE BEAN PEOPLE PART 2

JAKE’S PLAN OF APPROACH
Once Jack awoke, he began to plan his approach. As he was doing this, he noticed many things about the environment that surrounded him. He paid close attention because these things would help him plan his approach more accurately to Giant’s being. This was home so therefore, it must affect him in some way somehow. The algae changed colors. The cells breathe and the air sometimes hyperventilated when it was required by the cellulosic life forming in Giantvillism. Thus, Giant could be startled and Jake could get his attention by talking to him this time until he knew it was appropriate to meet. That is when one did not fear the other. Jake expressed himself as the in-depth intellectual. Giant appeared and Jake said in his native language: “Hello Big Person. I have given you a name– Giant.” Giant looked startled. However, Giant said in his native language, which for whatever reason Jake understood: “Are you here on a visit? Are you cellulosic as well or something else?” Jake sense that someone or something else had visited here before so he asked: “Do you have many visitors?” Giant responded normally: “Yes, of the cellulosic kind but I feel you are different because you chose to hide.” Jake said: “We must get to know each other first and be comfortable with the knowledge that I am not like here before I come out of hiding. Giant, as I call you, I will know when that is appropriate or when it is time for us to meet in person. I will be back and we will get to know each other more. However, this time we must not because I sense your apprehension and you sense mine. Courage will be both our stance and maybe the vibes will tell us that the next time. Do you agree?” Giant says: “Yes go!” Jack found that Giant may be visually stronger than him but was not going to use that ability to seek him out this time. He asked himself why and left quietly. These meetings took place for several weeks when Giant stated: “Hello Jack and I do thank you for telling me your name. You may go but on your next visit we will meet in person. You know I am visually better than you and maybe once I seek you out, the next time you are in my village, I will tell you more! Bye for now and I’ll await your next visit. I will know when you arrive.” Jake said: “Thanks, and I will ponder over this for a moment before my return. Bye for now!” Jack leaves well pleased and [the] Giant sneeze, smiles and leave walking in the opposite direction of Jack as if by pure coincidence. Nevertheless, Jake did not sense this.
City of the Bean People
The City of the Bean People is quite a beautiful place. It is such a pleasant environment that no one mocks it in any way. The Bean People create landmarks that are individualized and part of each individual’s mind in which others cannot define. Jake has his own personal beanstalk as everyone does, therefore, this is how this is done. As a life formed, The Bean People remain little girls and boys even as adults in which age is just a number and mortal life is that of an immortal. The tallest male in the city is about 5 “7” and the shortest male is about 4 “9,” however, this is the majority of the time. Jake was one of the rare ones. He stood at 5 “6 ½” tall. The tallest female in the city was 5 “5” and the shortest female was 4 “7”. Nefa, Jake’s wife, stood at 4 “9” in which many of the females in City of the Bean People possessed the same height. Thus, one would know that Jake married because he loved Nefa as he did his own life. This is told because more than often in City of the Bean People marriage was chosen based on height and everyone want to be mated just right. Physical fitness was not an issue. Because this City was individually bean stalked, everyone climbed and walked. Obesity was not seen. More or less, in City of the Bean People, they were fine specimens of human beings. Body tight and muscles in place, City of the Bean People was ahead of nations in exercise, healthcare, and life span with a low mortality rate. Morals and principality were practice though The Doctrine of Crop and Harvest. Each male and female had to adapt to this doctrine in their own way and integrate it into the family once they became adults and mated in which marriage was mandated. The Bean People religion was denominational in which they called themselves Prosperus because they have lived their lives in abundance and prosperity since their creation and/or cellulosic existence - never being ill or poor always maintaining their subsistence.

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 


 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 


 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....


I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...

Copyright © Ryan Harris | Year Posted 2014

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I'm Still Here

I'm still here,
Though I think that I,
May be fading fast,
You know you've never known me,
And I cry,
When I see that I've a past.
Somehow I know,
That if I could go,
And redeem myself,
I'd sleep in my own head at last.

When did this girl appear?
In the mirror,
wracked with fear,
When will this reflection be
Someone who looks like me?

It's cold outside,
But I love the ice,
Because it warms my soul
And takes me to my childhood.
Throwing dice
And watching as they roll.
Inside my head,
I still feel the dread,
But I let it go
Burying this wretched hole,

When did this girl appear,
In the mirror,
Scratched but clear:
Tears in eyes and scars, she says
that, "I don't Know."
Sometime I hope she'll be, 
Back in me,
Honestly,
One day this mirror will show,
Someone that I know.

PARODY OF REFLECTION; MULAN @Dec2012

Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2012

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GIANTVILLISM AND CITY OF THE BEAN PEOPLE PART 4

Religious gatherings happen on Thursday as well in Bean’s Cathedral.  The Scribes would read from The Doctrine of Crop and Harvest and the Bean people who attended would be blessed for a greater existence in which this would prepare them to covenant in Bean Town on Thursday night.  Their partying was very diverse.  They did not drink liquor but had many things to drink and a lot of food to eat.  Those that did not attend would be attending to last minute business in which the Scribes understood and blessed them with The Smoke of Missing Hope during Bean’s Cathedral Religious Gathering.  Once this was done all was well in City of the Bean People and Bean Town tinkled.

Jake’s Return to Giantvillism
Now Jake was quite ready to return to Giantvillism, however, he wanted to be prepared for whatever. So on the day of his departure, which was three months from the last; he gathered has weapons and added a flask of merriment. This he would give to Giant as a gift. As always, Jake begin to sing: “ I am going to give Giant a gift. A flask of merriment and he will enjoy this. Therefore, I’m on my way to Giantvillism and maybe Giant and I will travel beyond into his cellulosic world !” Jake began to climb his beanstalk, which took three hours to the top. Once he finally made it to solid ground, Jake began to walk. He knew his way well now because of the eleven times he had visit Giant and this was the twelfth. Jake felt at ease and please with being here in which he knew that Giant awaited his return and that Giant knew he was coming [this day]. As Jake travel on to Giant’s cave, he discovered that some of the cellulosic life forms had evolved. He saw a little man building a house and stop to converse, however, the little man, did not seem to hear a word spoken so Jake tapped him on the shoulder and both the little man and the house he was constructing vanished. Jake walked on until he came upon a woman with four children and she spoke to Jake. “Hello, Jake! So, you return today.” Jake was overwhelmed. She knew his name, but he did not know hers. Jake responded: “What is your name my lady? I do not know yours, however, you do know mine.” “My name is Melody. I am a gypsy. Therefore, I know things that Bean People do not.” Jake became fascinated and asked: “How do you know that I am a Bean person?” Melody answered and said: “Well gypsies have insight into others’ lives or life lines and Jake with you, it is your height, which is the factor. I must go now with my four and maybe I will see you again to tell you some more.” Jake smiled and bid her farewell and not a goodbye. “About five miles”, Jake thought “and I will be at Giant’s house.” Humming and then he begin to sing because he knew this would make time leave much sooner. This is the melody Jake song. “,My life is that of an ordinary man. I stand 5”6” and have such small hands. But if I need to be as big as I can be, I have another half of pint in me. My wife truly loves me and soon, yes I do believe, she be traveling with me to Gianvillism and we will make love in this cellulosic world as we did in Bean Town as teenagers. Oh, her name is Nefa!” Finally, arriving at Giant’s cave house; however, Giant was not at home in which Jake knew he would wait because he was there to stay for at least five days, which his wife Nefa knew he would be gone for that long but no longer than fourteen days or two weeks. Jake fell asleep and was awakened by Giant’s return home. Giant knew he was there and came into his home with a loud bellow: “Hello Jake, glad of your return. I have a pleasant surprise for you. Some of the cellulosic life forms have evolved in Giantvillism and with me is my cousin Maddy.” Jake jumped from his mat and states: “I discovered this on my journey to see you, Giant. First, I met a little man building a house. I tried to talk to him, but he did not hear me and when I touched him on his shoulder he and his house disappeared. Next, I met a gypsy named Melody who knew me immediately by name and by my people. However, I knew nothing about her. We talked and then she had to leave. So, Giant I am not that surprised but I would like to know why do you call Maddy your cousin?” Giant responded: “Well, Jake you see I am from a cellulosic life form as well and Maddy evolved the same way I did. Being from a cellulosic life form one do not evolve as brothers or sisters; only cousins. Therefore, our family history in Giantvillism is based on the foundation of how we evolve. Maddy is the second of my evolutionary life form.” Giant, Maddy, and Jake begin to get to know each other. It seems that all the difficulty Jake was afraid of in getting to know Giant three months ago had been banished when the cellulosic life form evolved while Jake was away. Jake was learning about Giant’s life through him telling Maddy about what it meant to be from the cell of the Big People. It seems that this cell came in many heights because Maddy was not a giant. He was about 6”1”. Jake would say that women would think he was considerably handsome. Giant also said that The Cell of the Big People would evolve many more cousins within the next five years as adults in order for them to procreate and start families. Jake then spoke and told both that this is what happen in his world as well. Giant went on to say that many more life forms were in Giantvillism and their cells had the same capabilities and authorities. With all said, Jake thought: “Hmmm, every world becomes different but then they are all quite the same.”

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2015

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Who are you

You are your words
You are your sight 
You are your hearing
You are your thoughts

You are all this and your action-
reaction to it

Copyright © Patrick Nigros | Year Posted 2013

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Isolation

How can I tell you?
I can't stay with you.

Neither I can give up on you.
Fear of losing you is losing me.
It feels like slow death every night.

But we are just stuck in our spaces!
Unable to connect from two feet distance.

Copyright © shadab shaikh | Year Posted 2013

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Reflections From The Head of The Pack

The Athens to Atlanta Marathon is quite a race...
You have wheels on your feet and bugs in your face.

85 miles of misery and pain...
But a victory over self is what you hope to gain.

There were hundreds of people who started the race that day...
But 85 miles by wheels on your feet is a very long way.

A 27 year old woman won the race for women that day...
And she proved that being committed to your goal in the end will pay.

With God in the lead and Jesus by her side...
She topped each hill and then she would glide.

There are many at the beginning but only a few at the end...
And it takes many months of training to get the win.

So you write your goal and set your sight..
And you go for the finish line with all your might.

In the fall of '92 Tulsa Tammy won the women's race...
And now in race history she has her place.

Roller blade racing is not easy you know...
And 85 miles is a long way to go.

                        TK<><

Copyright © tom kesting | Year Posted 2015

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SAY

Say it loud,
Say it clear,
Say it with me.

Say you’re free,
Of the icky bio,
The unpleasant experience,
That you once entangled
And hardly escaped
Yet joyful smiling

For it bequeathed vigor
Onto thee
Bestowed honor upon misery
And shaped a man from a lad.

Say you’re a gentleman,
With eager for success, 
A mind to impress,
An ability of a striver,
With a will of giving, 
A risk to all, 
For what it’s worth. 

Copyright © Abdulmalik Mahmoud | Year Posted 2014

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God so Loved America

God so Loved the World
life was never intended to be easy
without turmoil, heartache, trouble or pain
those who appear to be
successful and happy have walked through their own valley of darkness
those who have given their lives and limbs that we can be free
are special men and women in our hearts, our minds our souls for all of history
Americans who have never served and never intend to 
owe so much more to those who have
all patriot honorable Americans shed a tear
when teachers professors and students
desecrate our flag and are fallen heroes
that act alone makes our Statue of Liberty weep
the thousands of white crosses spread across the seas
marking the graves of the brave men who gave their lives
are our American heroes we love so dear
God has a special place in Heaven
for our service men and women who have died
and never coming home again
the thunder of battles past do not last
we live in America the home of the brave the greatest country in history
God so loved America he made soldiers to keep us free
Written by Dennis Davis       May 25th 2015  Memorial Day

Copyright © Dennis Davis | Year Posted 2015

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Dedication To All Those Who Feel Lost

When you are far from home,
Never give up on life,
Cause your family,
Will always be with you,
In you caring heart,
Even when the times,
Get difficult and tough,
And make you want to give up,
They are always there,
For you to turn too,
And show you a way,
To find the peace,
And happiness you need,
In your caring and loving life,
So that one day,
You will find the true love,
That you most certainly deserve,
For that loving heart,
Which is a true fact,
It is a very big heart that cares,
For more than just the person you are,
But those around you,
And the family you have in your life.

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

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ORGANIC NATURE

Green green 
Ground playground
Alone

Green leaves
Green grass
Green nature

Beautiful more
More of greens

Orchids are hanging
Tuna fish my viand
Sipping chicken soup

An organic nature
Serenity…


BIRHUT-PPC

Layag Sug

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2014