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Mistress Fire

You are beautiful, like fire in the night,
warming me with no boundry
heating me with severity
burning me right,
encircling me with love danger delight,
rattling my manhood's erection
lapping through circulation
engulfing my might,

How could I be in love
with the wind, earth or water
when I have you, my Mistress of Fire,
Enchantress of my blood bud, of my dark dove,
a flamed feathered rub
you lick around my head of history
using red and gold strokes to paint mystery
supernatural seductress of bonfire therapy, I delve,

I stoke you repeatedly with my masculine trunk,
you spray sparks like a star in oval orgasm,
catching you with my soul's hot prism
we give our lust divine spunk,
price for thee, my heart's eternity you've drunk,
You, a woman rediscovering love of song
I, exploring rose ritual in your dawn,
Muse and Poet, minx and hunk  -

J.A.B.


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poetic spell

within a dark blue misty haze
from the eastern global maze
the moon so silent and shy
into the sky makes his way

as if suspended with a thread
hardly seen from spiders-bed
as a dusky whisper from aloft
darts its words,i start to write

midnight blue sky backs the poetry scene
while a multitude of stars shining in
all awaiting for the rising moon
to pour his light on the misty gloom


i watched so that i got into a dream
winged with a fairy poetic theme
the mind and heart took one norm
to finally shape into a poetic form


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The Dragon

The Dragon.

In the mountains near the land of Nord
Their lived a fiery Dragon
He had such hot and fearsome breath
Yet he kept his tail a dragging
Because he knew he wasn't bad
He was shy and that was all
And if he looked too meek and mild
Then folk would treat him cruel.

He met this little lad from Kelt
One day whilst coasting round
With fire belching from his mouth
And roaring fearsome sounds
The little lad was terrified
When he saw this thunder brute
And the dragon he was hurt indeed
As this fear he did intuit.

He said "I'm sorry little boy
But I'd not do you harm
I rasp and roar like this you know
So folk will leave me calm
I really want to be your friend
It's so lonely being me
Then the two they walked off arm in arm
It was beautiful to see.

Socrares Dec 7 2003

For Carol Eastmans contest 'Children's Fable


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The Brave Knight

The Brave Knight 


Poignant agonies stabbing the heart of a young chap, 
howling in despair, longing for the furlough,
Away from the intoxicating life of mishap,
Strung out to the white lies he was once told.
Good things come to those who wait, so they said .
Like a saint with so much patience he stayed.

But the reality struck him hard..

Hiding in the fortress won’t get you the buck,
Out on a stallion, fight like a brave knight – well,that might.
Before the plague begin.
Before the bridge get burn,
Before the cavalry is under siege and the gate is open.

All hail the brave knight.


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My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


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I WILL AND I CAN

I'm going through and i can
Tomorrow there 'll be a sun
After the storm rainbow comes
Someday I will hear the beat of the drums.

Watching my dream fades away
Hoping to see it once again someday
Nothing left on me anymore
But I 'm going to stand once more.

I promise to keep on moving
Even these fears keep on striking
Hardly trying to take me down
I 'll give it a continuous round.

I 'll never let it end like this
Though I 'm staggering and feeling selfless
Tomorrow I 'll get it done
This heart says I will and I can.


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Lets have a toast

Lets have a toast for the jerkoffs
Lets have a toast for the assholes 
Lets have a toast for the dirtbags
Lets have a toast for the criminals 
Its not all your fault dickheads

Lets have a toast for the vigilant 
Lets have a toast for the lovers
Lets have a toast for the successful 
Lets have a toast for the truthers
Its not all your work independents 

Lets have a toast for the gooks
Lets have a toast for the guidos 
Lets have a toast for the gringos
Lets have a toast for the jigaboos
Nothing wrong with you 

Lets have a toast for the freedom
Lets have a toast for the liberty
Lets have a toast for the human rights
Lets have a toast for the awaken
Its time to have a toast 

Lets have a toast
For creation
lets have a toast
For being alive
Lets have a toast 

03\22/2014



 





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FRIES AND MAN

Crunchy golden brown potatoes
Cut unevenly into strips sticks
One maybe half, one and two inches long
Best eaten after freshly fried

So thus us, creations of God
Unequal to wit, might and talents
Yet, daily equip in battle of growing
Not on failing but succeeding

The fries eaten plain or flavored
So is man simple and favored
The fries a fine finger food
So is man by nature is born good

Either served on plate or pouch
Us humans ready to serve and touch
Sometimes bitten bit or whole
Us humans molded clever or fool

by: olive_eloi
10:07am
01/19/2014

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Destruction

Destruction.

The silent sound of a falling tree
The oil that chokes the dying sea.
They push our planet to its ruin.
These foolish powers, what are they doing?
A tree it falls, to a sorry end.
My mystic tree, my dearest friend.
Oh how I loathe the things they do
They’re taking life from me, and you.

As men get rich with worthless things
Through the damage that greed does bring.
They spill their slime each place they go
As in their wake destruction grows.
With seas a dying, choked of life
As grey green slime be causing strife.
Sea creatures cry and scream with fear
As the planet dies but greed won’t hear.

The ozone layer be growing sick
As populations grow so thick.
The green folk try to combat greed
But their advice those powers don’t heed.
This thing weighs heavy in the air.
The tower crumbles but they don’t care.
This Planet dies I love so well
As mankind paves, its way to hell.

18 May 2014 @ 1142hrs


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I'm Comin' Home

Well, I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

And I'm high on constellations.
Buddy, I've got relations.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

Now, you see it your way.
And baby, I see it my way.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

'Cause I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

And I'm high on constellations.
And buddy, I've got relations.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

Now, you see it your way.
And baby, I see it my way.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

'Cause I'm high on country music.
And my mind, it won't refuse it.
The memories of our love.
I'm comin' home..

Country Music-Lyric By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1996,2014..ALL rights reserved..


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LIFE LIKE A ROAD

                              Everyone 
                          enjoys to take 
                       a ride or just
                   to go for a leisure stride. 
                    Long winding road
                       Wide and free
                            or a narrow
                         straight route 
                    Lure to the eye and for a try
                      promising pile of trees 
                         on pied each a natural
                           beauty pride. Lights...
                        Signals on both sides
                      Providing travelers a guide
                       Keeping them always 
                    on safe side... Our 
                  BREATH of LIFE is like a ROAD
                    Each passing night and day
                       there's a heavy or light load
                       Sometimes a mystery 
                     with a puzzle code
                    Each one efforts 
                  careful to decode
                Thanks, THERE IS GOD
                  that abides... ALWAYS THERE
                    NEVER ON UNDISCOVERABLE HIDE
                      Through all blessings 
                         and trials tide. Bumps 
                      and accidents slowing
                   Even stopping the glide
                      Problems buffering
                             life's tide... Ethics, 
                           justice and society snide
                             they may equal to a lie
                            Whatever comes
                          however things maybe
                       Don't stop; Keep going. Even on a 
                   Dark cocoon... KEEP BELIEVING! KEEP WIN-
              NING! a road like never ending  until it reaches 
          a happening may it be a grand or simple celebration of life
       what is essential... YOU PASSED EACH WAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST
LIKE - IT - IS - YOUR- LAST NOT SAVING THE BEST FOR LAST.. so I never stopped..
Despite heartaches.. Hardships I went through.. I hold on..I keep moving.. Growing..loving.. For at the end of this road there - face to face at last with my Creator.

(C) olive_eloi
10:29am
REVISED: MAY 05, 2014

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Sponsor: Kelly Dreschler
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An eye for an eye

Though I am not considered to be a Christian, [I love most religions] But I lover to read the gospels of Mark and Mathew, so I wrote them all in verse...Peter

Eye for Eye.

Folk were listening to our lord
Such a crowd had gathered round
The news of this enigma
Had spread from town to town.
The multitudes all came to him
To hear the words he spake
He’d been speaking there for quite a while
And the day was getting late.

The lord with Passion in his tone
He told those multitudes
{There were poor and rich, and saints and sinners
The good Lords words, their food}
He said to them “now you have heard
An eye for eye, and tooth for tooth
But I give you another law
So listen to my truth”.

“Do not resist an evil person
When struck on the right cheek
Turn to him the other also
Just hear these words I speak
If someone wants to sue you
And take your tunic too
Then let him have your cloak as well
This, I do say to you”.

If someone makes you walk a mile
Then walk with him for two.
Give what one may ask you for
This be the thing to do.
If someone would borrow from you
Then do not turn away.
Hear ye this, it be the truth
These words you hear me say”.


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CHAINED HEARTS

I have neither gold or silver..
Sure, I do not have a fever..
Though at times, I shiver..
For something brings me to quiver..

Dear when I am near you..
I smell scents so pure in you..
Ensuing me to devour more..
Heightening my inside's lure..

How could I touch you sweet..
How could I caress you in gyst..
How could I solely stare at you such..
How could I envelop you tight in warmth...

I truly am thinking of you..
Could it be our hearts chained to tune?
Do forget anyhow the dues..
Mindless the talk, It's you I choose..

By: olive_eloi
26/09/2013
10:54am


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To Music

Sweet sounds so dear—
Pure timeless tones of gladness—
Your melodies bestir my soul to flight—
Through darkest night
And doleful days of sadness—
I thank you for my hope and banished fear,
Oh precious music, mine to hear.

In sorrow born—
From dust to dust we wander,
Lamenting, all too late, come winter frost,
The springtime lost.—
Our lives we vainly squander.
The mourning bells do toll for us, forlorn.—
Oh may we hark to heaven's horn!

Sweet sounds so dear—
Pure timeless tones of gladness—
Your melodies bestir my soul to flight—
Through darkest night
And doleful days of sadness—
I thank you for my hope and banished fear,
Oh precious music, mine to hear.


– Harley White

[Song Lyrics for 'An die Musik' – Franz Schubert (1797–1828) ]


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ESPECIALLY FOR MAMA

Nine solid months of changes, you carried me
While I am in your womb, You take care for me
Your shape, I unshaped
Your stamina, I weaken

With every food you intake, I partake
With every emotions, I feel you too
With every movement, we both sway
With everything, together you and me

Mama, That I used calling you
Eight to how many hours you labor
That I do not specifically know now
All I know is that you love me so
(Mama, I love you too... )

Together, we go to window shops
Guiding me you never ever stop
To my heartbreaks, you, ready to mend
To my winnings, kudos, you always send

I love you my dearest mama!
Though I don't tell you this much
Evermore to your every touch, 
I am so deeply attach!


By: 
olive_eloi
12:22pm
02/04/2014


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FRIENDS: A FOREVER BE

You and I are strangers
Obviously don't want any danger
Craving; thirsty and of hunger
Oh! everyone avoid a pretender

You are from afar somewhere
Of which we share something not fever
Camaraderie and ideas so tender
Honesty no doubt a big waver

Maybe in a lifetime once we'll meet
Or maybe will never have chance for a meal
However, If we can settle for a deal
A relationship we can build real

Try to feel, try to feel
Life is like the round wheel
Up and down it does turn
Short or over may give you a burn

Persons everyday come and go
Unto your hands lays the choice
Don't be the unpredictable bingo
Rather humbly be precise...

Friends that we can, forever be
Of pair: A gentleman and a lady
Regardless others say, be steady
Near perfect combination we may be

by: olive_eloi
5:22pm
01/09/2014
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Princess Angelina

Princess Angelina

Princess Tinsels baby daughter
Has grown up quite a bit
And my, oh, my, she’s beautiful
Oh, she has all of it
A heart of gold, a lovely form
And she’s so full of bliss
Her name is Angelina
So very sweet she is.

She has a way with animals
That seems at times like magic
She loves all people, all of them
And when their days are tragic
She’ll give them the milk of kindness
She has the healing touch
And even gnomes and bitter demons
They all love her so much.

Angelina, she is loved
By all who hear her name
Folk they come from miles around
To see this girl of fame
One day she will be their queen
And it is plain to see
That when she takes that station on
A wondrous Queen she’ll be.

6 September 2013 @ 0535hrs.


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FRIEND, A HEAVEN SENT

You are my friend..
Come show your hand
Memories we bot had
By gones still be a fad

You are my friend..
I will always understand
For you, I'll take a stand
Uncertain it maybe, no run

You are my friend...
I do not like ever to bend
Try and try we will mend
Love and care always ascend

You are my friend..
I will extend a hand
Even my life I will tend
From God, You are heaven sent

by: olive_eloi
11:46am
01/22/2014
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Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ? 


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TIME TO TIME

tomorrow, I must face my fear...
tomorrow, I must set aside my anxieties..
tomorrow, I must live a better me..
tomorrow, I must forgive and forget...

If today tears fall down, It's but fine for I'll laugh soon...
If todAy sweats drench me, It's but normal I work hard...
If today I eat with ganacity, It's okei I need it..
If today Someone lied, sooner or later there is veracity...

further and further I'll try to run...
slower and slower, I'll got to bloom..
strength by strength, I refuse to gloom ..
I don't want to be in big doom.

by: olive_eloi
oct. 22, 2013
2:21am
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Loosing A Child

It hurts very much,
When the one's you love,
Are ripped from your very life,
It makes you feel as if,
You are not up to being,
The person you should be,
In this dreary everyday world,
That can be so cruel.
So, think about how your life,
Is running it's very course,
And what changes you need to make'
To better your life,
In order to see the happiness,
Of keeping the beautiful thing,
You have created,
And brought into this very world,
So, you can keep this child,
Close to you in your life,
And watch it grow,
To bond with them each and everyday,
So, the child will never grow up,
knowing someone else,
As Mom and Dad,
Pushing you away from their life,
Till the day,
You will be totally gone,
From their hearts and minds,
Which is the sign of disaster all the way,
For it will be the hurt of a lifetime.


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The poet

The Poet.

Once there lived a poet
In an up and coming town
Where there mostly lived the rich
Though the poor they too were found.
And our young poet was poor indeed
Though his poetry was rich,
But no one saw there any value
Nor it's power to bewitch.

He was starving in a land of plenty
In the springtime of his life.
He lived in a hovel, dark and dim
And his health did give him strife.
But he wrote his words of magic power
Though he knew that he was dying.
And no one stopped to think of him
No one, for he was crying.

So as the last breath left his lungs
He lay a man alone.
He yearned to look through the roof above
As he thought of the nights he'd known,
When stars shone in those clear dark skies
Like twinkling, winking gems.
Then the angel touched him on the lips
He was going home again.

Two hundred years on down the track
His monuments be countless.
And everywhere his poems be read
His name it has been blessed.
How cruel be mankind’s ignorance
When wisdom's cast aside.
As fools they yearn for the gold that glitters
And beauty be denied.

Feb 16 2004.


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A lesson from the Buddha

 A Lesson From the Buddha

The Buddha had been getting round
And listening to the crowd.
He’d often sat there silently
And heard them moan so loud
About their own sad burdens
And all the hurt they’d had.
So he thought up a little plan
That didn’t seem half bad.

He called the crowd together
Said “listen here you guys
I’ve been thinking for a great long while
And I have thought it wise
To grow a special tree for you
And here it lies before you
Now listen well to what I say
I’ll tell you what to do”

He said “this tree before you
It’s to hang your troubles on
Each one of you must go to it
And your troubles will be gone
As you hang them on it’s many branches
Then what you’ll need to do
Is take yourself some others burdens
And make them part of you”

The people thought that this was cool
It seemed a grand old way
To rid themselves of all their burdens
It was a happy day!
As each smiling so broadly
Placed there burdens on the tree
Then they thought for just a while
And they began to see.

As each the truth did hit them
More restless did they get
At least they knew their burdens
So each with no regrets
Did race back to that trouble tree
To grab what they had hung there
The Buddha smiled good humoredly
He had made them all aware.

29 July 2013 @ 1805hrs.


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IN MANTRA FORTIFIES

Preeminent is the birth of Christ.
We worship his life and seek his devise…

His dominant presence arises.
Aroused is our spirit.
Our soul is incandescent.
We are obligatory to the glory of God.
Luminescent is the essence of The Holy Scripture.

We sing gloriously.
We pulsate victoriously.
The Gospel is our voice harmonically.
Christ died on Calvary.

Hoisted to achieve amazing deeds, our life is a radiance of Heaven’s lights.
We worship the life of Christ.
Ascendant to prophesy of the world, peace is influential while war destroys.
Famine is metaphorically dumbfounded for the knowledge of God’s apostles.
Walk in rightful luminosity.
Insofar, your life is brilliance perceived.

We shout gloriously.
We pine exultantly.
The Gospel is our harmonic expression.
Christ died for our salvation.

Today we praise Christ, the Son.
Today we praise God, the Father.
One does not supersede the other.
Thru the Holy Spirit, we thump.
Through the Holy Spirit, God sends his Son.
The beat of our heart pounds in prayer as we bow.

Knees bent, by all means, amidst effervescent shimmering.

Croon praise!
Beatify the Lord’s way!
Our reliance is devoted to the Gospel resonated!

In mantra fortifies giving the highest praise to the life of Christ!
Refrain via song augments the Father and the Son.

Thru the Holy Spirit, we thump.
Through the Holy Spirit, God sends his Son.
The beat of our heart pounds in prayer as we bow.
Knees bent, by all means, amidst effervescent shimmering.
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Penned on September 07, 2014!


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Black Demon

Black Demon.

The old black Demon's back again
He's pounding on my soul
He's prodding, always prodding me
This be his earthly role
The hordes of Hell move into me
With their whips and masks of steel
Invading me they rip my flesh
And break into my will.

I look into this Demons eyes
Though my body quavers some
As fear be powerful in my mind
I know what must be done
Oh no I will not falter
For now be courage time
That coward that resides in me
He be my cursed crime.

He turns his back, the bounder's gone
I've beat his hide again
If you look your demons in the eye
Their manner grows more tame.
But he'll be back on some tomorrow
He's the strongest force I know
He's my shadow and he's telling me
To move into the flow.

Socrares Dec 31 2003.


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LIKE A COFFEE

Bright morning on the sidetable, I sat
Barely awake to relax on my butt
I began to search my favorite cup
For in early hours, it is a stat

In the range, I place a teapot
Checking sure the water is hot
Usual time, it rang on dot
Sending me signal ready it's hot

I place sugar, coffee and cream
Observing each grain drop in stream
I get a spoon stirring it round
Careful not to make any sound

I like not sweet nor bitter
The more I taste, it's better
So thus life, the more you live
The more things you will achieve

Of fortune and wealth
Of people's love and health
Of dreams and ambitions
Of contentment and satisfaction

Each year, a person gets older
I hope one doesn't get colder
Rather, he or she must be bolder
Pursue life's hurdles and wonder

Either of these, go with life's stir
Mixture of circumstances like elixir
Through every joys and tears
God is with you, don't fear..

by: olive_eloi
1:04am
01/29/2014


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CONQUERING DIVISIONS

I am not made a full blown beauty..
Nor I live a life of purity; charity & piety..
All I like to do is to live with identity..
Not of being a witty but a life of humility..

I tried to be a more social person..
Cracking out the shell I have put up..
Breaking from my own weakness..
Doing best in my found strengths..

I have craved to reach out to people..
Widening my horizon, increasing my knowledge and awareness..
Learning to acknowledge fellow human beings..
Regardless of who they are and where they from..

They said: "I must not do this as it is dangerous.."
but I stand to what I know: "Inside all human beings is the reflection of God.."
I give due and equal chance..
As my God have freely given me opportunities too..

We people are living in same earth..
Different are we because of status, faith or race..
Let not this be the reason for us to be divided..
Rather we must come in unison conquering divisions..

By: olive_eloi
22/10/2013
1:16am


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The soul of the virgin

The soul of the virgin

Our Virgin is so practical
So critical she be
She’s always hard upon herself
Her words come loose and free
If she thinks that you have let her down
She’ll tell you this is so
She’s very clever with her hands
And she really likes to know.

She does her best in everything
Meticulous is she
She be one of the clever ones
She’s kind and she will be
A boon to anyone who needs her
She’s so dependable
She can’t abide in ugliness
Of any kind at all.

She has a downer on herself
She thinks she is not liked
She analyzes everything
She can look into your psyche
She won’t be fooled by anyone
And she worries about her health
Just to get to know this lady
Is a valid source of wealth.

12 August 2013 2 1300hrs.


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A GUARDED SEX

A lot says they like me
A lot says they want me
A lot dares to need me
A lot dares to love me

But, who can I trust?
To whom can I entrust?

I permitted love thrice
Perhaps, these made me despice
Most men alike and entice
Intentions appear bad not nice

I never fear this so called sex
How these persons put in context
Sex - a physical expression of love
If love or just lust, comes my doubt

How I want to share that feeling
Fast heartbeats and ragged breathing
Climax or pleasure unending
Whole night til dawn sleeping

I am on a careful guard
Even If my body retards
Or it will be a little hard
Don't even care if long ward

As this can wait
this can wait

by: olive_eloi
9:42am
01/20/2014

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meaningful words

heavenly faces from angels I see come too me showing me things that will be. this evil is all around me bringing me too my knees. the father yahweh's  warrior ,I am, i'm also his scribe and bestfriend i'd like too think for my peoples sake. many miricles I've see in this world. the name of the holy Christ that died on this earth for our sin truly he was a teacher and friend.  I lye awake at night and god shows me many sites. visions of beauty that lets me know he's real his love they can never still many miricles I worked in his name of the holy Christ that died this earth too pay for our sin truly he was a teacher and a friend. I don't always do things right in the father's siteand my life throws brutality my way. god forgive my shortcomings this time for I was depressed out of my mind. allthese doctors would lock me away if I told them what  I hear and see for the rest of my days if I told them the things I hear and see, think god he releases my heart from that pain,but theres still nightmares that come my way and it happens every day come what may. I promise too fight for your Christians in this worldno matter the storm that comes apone me cause your love sets me free.


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I Can't Tell Of Myself

I can't tell of myself
Only you can tell me
Wither am good or bad 
For am not bragging of self
Neither am i having
A foolish pride within me
Only you can tell me
The sweet things 
We did together
Hope you could remember
Flying on the wings of the birds
We flew higher
Proved to you that 
Blood is thicker than water


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Listen

Listen to the buzzing, in your ears,
Listen to the humming, of your fears,
Listen to the baby, crying inside,
Listen to the pleading, in your lover's eyes.
Listen to the music, you have never played,
Listen to the sinner, who's never been saved.
Listen to the empty, silence of your mind,
Listen to the whispers, of man kind.
Listen to the never, heard nor seen,
Listen to the listener, who has never been.
Listen to the monkey, you know you really are,
Listen to the wise man, who's never been that far.
Listen to the dying, crying man,
Listen to the bottle, buried in the sand.
Listen to meaning, you never really meant,
Listen to the letter, you never really sent.
Listen to the lovers, who loved another one,
Listen to the brothers, torturing their mum.
Listen to the noisy, who never say a thing,
Listen to the silent, crying deep within.
Listen to the never, ever really said,
Listen to the dead man, laying in his bed.
Listen to the flying, dying man,
Listen to the solid, only made of sand,
Listen to the night time, they told you that was day,
Listen to the meaning, they stole an took away.
Listen to the singer, who never made a sound,
Listen to the thunder, in the lightning cloud.
Listen to the voices, you never hear within,
Listen to the last train's whistle, whistling.


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Dawn is breaking

Dawn is breaking

Willie wagtail in my garden 
Sings a very special song
Telling me the sun is coming
Dawn will break soon, won’t be long
It’s dark outside with full moon shining
But soon the light will show its face
Green parrot makes his bell like music
How his song has so much grace

Kookaburra, he is laughing
Something funny has touched him
Could he be laughing at us human’s
With all our wars and crazy din?
Spring is just around the corner
And all of nature seems to know
As I sit here in the morning
My world it has a special glow.

Now the world has gone all silent
Waiting for the dawn to break
Soon the chorus is beginning
Singing just for loves own sake
All the birds will join the chorus
And my heart will start to sing
How I love these life soaked mornings
Such joy to me they always bring.

25 August 2013 @ 0631hrs.




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ONE IN A MILLION

Man of my dreams: my pair, my love team
Where have you been? my SPECIFIC dream
Winner it seems, my God blessed scheme
One in a million, once in a lifetime

With turns and breaks: it's measurable
Easy or hard time, it has been bearable
Prayers to God: nothing is possible
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Soon I'll be thirty, wise guy walk by
Shooting me on bull's eye, also tongue tied
ATTAINABLE mind's eyes, I'll give the eye
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Uncaring what others say, I am optimistic
Match made in heaven, a could be realistic
Altruistic stars and moon on synergistic
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Perfect in time, bells ring on one rhyme
Head over heels love and  old as the hills
Our heart's commitment, sealed to still
One in a million, once in a lifetime

(c) Olive Eloisa
revised: May 18, 2014
11:14 pm


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Termite country

Termite Country

We’re heading north to Exmouth,
Carnarvon we’ve just passed.
We be driving up a serpent road,
As the country seems so vast.
It’s hot outside, but in this van,
The air cons on and all,
As all along the road we pass,
Little goats, so beautiful….

And everywhere, most endlessly,
There’s a billion termite mounds.
Like baked brown little mountains,
They’re everywhere around.
We stopped near one, I marveled,
That a tiny beast, and blind!
Could build these blessed monuments,
It nearly blew my mind.

I took me then some photographs
Of these engineering feats,
As I let the awe and wonder,
Into my dull mind seep.
In such a vast, still country,
In the silence of the way,
Those mounds stood out so powerful,
In the heat of a sunburned day.

2003


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My Name is Violet

I'm social,
filled with compassion,
sensitive to forms of pollution,
but creative who seeks out inspiration.

I am a mystery,
born with the blood of royalty,
recognized of high nobility, 
as wealth surrounds me with luxury,
A dreamer who dreams upon reality,
connecting with the world spiritually an physically.

I am a person who seeks the meaning of life,
the balance between its darkness an light,
I am a person who dreams of accomplishments,
I am someone who desires love an fulfillment,
I am someone you can reasoned with,
I am known as Ms. Violet.


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A CUPID'S ARROW EFFECT

Cupid released his arrow
Oh to my heart it burrow
A small dent it did draw
Thus, heartbeat tremble not narrow

I look to him by the sides
My blushing face, I wanna hide
Lips smiling so lovely wide
Steadying even my feet so as not to slide

Catching my breath to speak
Unwavering not to run and hick
Words to utter, I carefully pick
Appearing firm not to be weak

It seems like the first time
This I know doesn't happen anytime
Hearing the wind of chimes
Praying now and then not whine

by: olive_eloi
9:24pm
01/02/2014


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KISS OF LIFE

Those red terry terry lips
I want to give a swift kiss 
I have been alive but on coma
Maybe a kiss will heal the trauma

Gently, I will hold your cheeks
Clearing tendrils of fallen hair 
Won't you read deeply to my eyes?
Nearing my face to yours

Warm breath, a soother
Then came those soft sweet lips
Sending millions of electric charges tip
Stimulating; reviving me to life

By:
 olive_eloi
6:34pm
02/14/2014
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TRUE LOVE, HE CAN'T HAVE

Awesome looks
Prosperous life
Professional job
Witty wise brains

Architectural home
Branded new car
Fashionable clothes
Elegant jewelry

Richness beyond average
Power beyond leverage
Authority beyond reach
High fallooting overall

All he can imagine
All he can buy
All he can have
All he can have

Yet, What he didn't know?
True love isn't a coy toy
Anywhere, I will bow
This will be before and now

By: olive_eloi
8:43pm
01/14/2014

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The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





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POWERFUL HUG

POWER HUG

Oh! I am feeling down.. sad
I'm missing my mom and dad
Though, I am a grown-up lad (lass)
Can you offer me your hug?

My dear friend, my heart's been broken
Built - dreams; whispered - wishes, stolen
To wrong persons, I have fallen
Can you offer me your hug?

The weather is getting too cold
Though, I'm fully clothed never gone bold
Still, shivers rocking roll and roll
Can you offer me your  hug?

My whole day has been that good 
Happy and loved is everyone's mood
Hence, I searched and eat my favorite food
Can you offer me a hug?

Any emotions and situation you are in
Even if you are rich or without means
It is alright.. Do hug, hug is not a sin
Give it free. Heartfelt, full from within.


by:
olive_eloi
10:40 am 
02/12/2014 (revised: 04/03/2014)

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AWAY FROM TEMPTATION

I want money and richness
I want praises and loveliness
I want power and authority
I want prestige and popularity

I want all
I want all
I want all

Temptation is in everywhere
Greediness comes anywhere
God talks and speaks
God tests and warns peak

Falling - into, one must runaway
Giving - up, a no way too
Don't be tempted, says our God
For sins and faults makes me sad

Stay strong, you will last
Hold on, God is steadfast
Pray fervently, you must
To Him, all things you cast

by: olive_eloi
10:45am
01/20/2014

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try not be tempt..
all while don't attempt..
No one sure an exempt


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kara's flower

her eyes invest in me the truths of her fragile heart
she wished to know happiness and freedom once more
she leaned gently against the window frame
her eloquent beauty whispered gently on my eyes
she gave me a soft sorrow by declining the offered flower
my words like autumn leaves gathered dryly at my feet of clay
my intents pure of heart stumbled weakly
as i tried to explain
that a breathtaking glimpse of her had found me
she was standing subtle and alluring in sunshines vivid light
highlights in her hair a golden hue like a regal crown
lost in the imagery of her smiling moment
lost in her radiated gentleness
that engulfs like silent fierce seduction of your heart's better natures
you only think of heartfelt wish to see her joy
you breath and live to see her smile
you will love her presence like summery sunshine's kiss
you will adore her silken voice like moonlight dance upon water
the offered plastic flower but a token of adoration
a bauble cast with noble intent
for a fine young goddess
(for morning book kara... :-) a really nice girl and nice friend)


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RUNNING TIME

Yesterday...
I dreamt of becoming a nurse..
So, I studied hard, give my best to my course..
Thus, smiles and praises of patients who came to my care, I incur...

Today...
I am in midway of my dreams...
Attitude and character, I learn to trim..
Achieving memories of lifetime gleam..

Someday..
I will also walk down the aisle...
Wearing elegantly white satin gown..
There at the end, the man I'll be with will be waiting...

Tomorrow...
Who knows what will it bring..
All I know now is I will do everything..
Pursuing risks at hand not feel guilt after that I never did..

by: olive_eloi
4:07pm
11/07/2013

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NOW OR NEVER


I am small never been tall..
I take risk but i scare to fall..
I put my heart as well as my soul..
Ultimately and completely my all...

They said i have a big amazing heart..
What they don't know it's only like a quart..
I love the character and the art..
These all that i always regard..

Hugs and kisses are for free..
These are simple gestures, for free..
I do not want nor need any fee..
Wholeheartedly, i'll be doing it with glee..

I give as much as i can give...
I love as much as i can love..
All i know is that i have only one life to live...
Whatever, i desire to do i will now...

For if i may not do it now...
There might come a time..
I will regret why i did not do...


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The lovely Libran

The lovely Libran

Indecision dogs her trail
She’ll always change her mind
Her sense of wonder is so vast
She’s tender and she’s kind
Creative in the way she lives
Her whole life is an art
She can be lazy sometimes too
But she has a lovely heart.

She loves to dress herself in style
Immaculate is she
She’ll always be the peacemaker
For she can’t bear to be
In any kind of situation
Where ugliness is seen
She hates hassles very much
And hates those who are mean.

One to one relationships
She needs them in her life
She needs to have a partner
Or to be somebodies wife
She likes to be surrounded by
Pure beauty everywhere
She weighs her scales so carefully
And always she is fair.

13 August 2013 @ 2004hrs.


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JOURNEY ONWARDS

Tiny bits of beauty
I seem to florish
Showered acts of piety
I am mold and polished

Experience I have enough
Gosh! How it teach me allot
Even life is that so tough
Still it didn't stop me to laugh

Here in this arid land
I learned things beyond
Things I was once never do
Here to keep up, I need too

Indeed it's been a great journey..
There are so many worries
So much so are the stories
Then again it is a part of my life history

I'm looking forward
Determined always to move onward
With one foot step affront
I am more prepared for a staunt..

By: olive_eloi
6:54pm
12/04/2013
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Colours of life

Colors of life

Sometimes you may think you know but life has a way of reminding you that you know nothing,

You may think you are strong only   for your strength to fail you half way the journey,

Or worse still even before you make your first step.

You may think that you have the entire universe at the palm of your hands,

Or on top of the world with every one fighting for your attention,

But behold! In a split second it dawns on you that it was all vanity,

Your physician gives you a clean bill of health but hours later you’re swept by a mere common cold,

You think you are the wisest person of your time only to be brought down by a village idiot,

You think you have the courage to face tomorrow and all it brings your way,

But the realization that even today just ended by the sheer grace is heart rending;

Your heart is already too weak to take it anymore….

You are caught up between a hard place and a rock, very tough choices to make,

Unfortunately it’s your heart that is trapped in between and you are trading your own happiness,

You chose to let it flow oblivious of the turbulence and storm that threatens to cup size your boat,

And now the sea is stormy, rough and wild, threatening your very own existence,

You’re once haven of peace, tranquility and serenity is rocked with uncertainty,

And now a million dollar question; do you still let it flow or you give it up and just let it go?

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything,

They just make the most of everything taking each day as it comes with a brave smile,

Opening their eyes and ears to only those things which bring them joy…

Living each day the best way they could as though there is no tomorrow…

In only three words I can sum up all have learned about life-it goes on.


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GOD, I LOVE YOU MOST

        I will kneel upon You
      Bow down to exalt You
   Saying only Your Holy Name
 I will dear and not be ashamed

    God, Creator of the world
 Light shed taking away any blur
    God, Father of all nations
 Great provider of generations

   Into Your presence, I'll feel
 All to Your glory, I want a refill
  Into Your essence, I'll rejoice
All Your kindness, I want to voice

    Conquer me, when I'm lost
     Humble me, when I boast
Allow me to live; for Your cause
     For only You, I love most

By: 
olive_eloi
11:08 am
02/04/2014

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Inspired by Joshua 1:9, God is with us wherever we may be..


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FACT: MISSING YOU

The fact that i am missing you...
I feel happy but a little blue..
I wish you and I are near..
That each time I feel like this I'll go rear..

The fact that I miss you..
Each corner of the room I glance, seems you are present..
I am owed by Your awesome presence..
I despice the truth of your absence..

The fact that I miss you..
I will find a way to reach you..
By e-mail; by phonecall; by going to you..
For this way, I might be with you..

The fact that I miss you..
I will reminisce some memories we have..
Of the times, we are sharing joy and love..
May we be blessed more by God above..

The fact that I miss you..
I will wish and whisper a prayer for you..
I want you be safe and be happy as I wil..
I will manage that by these I hugged you...

By: olive_eloi
Aug.25, 2013
10:23pm

Dedicated to:
All the persons who i miss....


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DESCRIBING DADDY

My daddy is a big hotty
With energetic strong body
Mashallah! Sometimes bit naughty
Even more awesome witty

We talked and chat a few
In a website I found and choose
He said he is tall
Yet for me his height bit small

He said I'm his baby
I don't mind as his my daddy
He as sweet as any candy
His looks likes a dandy

Been a year we share
Of anything we talk dare
Though, events seems unfair
Really, to him I care

Twix that's his chocolate
I bought and tried to ate
With sweet caramel inside
With him he sets me a side

To when, I can see him real
That, I can't know and feel
All I know we made a deal
That, Insha'Allah we meet heel to heel

By: olive_eloi
11:07am
12/04/2013

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DO HOLD ON


Days pass by so fast
It tells me something will last

I'm feeling firm and mushy
	Fleeing myself from fantasy

Seeing myself in reality
As it must be

Slightest sound creates a bang
So thus silence a quiet cry

A vow of total commitment
Should love be intermittent?

Others fight strong and hard
Few staggers and bards

Surrendering on fines and woes
As sometimes things get lose

Hold on, do hold on
Never ever let it go

Stay through, stay true
No one will, except you

By:
Olive_eloi
12:01 am
O2/09/2014



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FROM THE HEART I'LL SING

I have a God given talent
I rejoice but not ever lament
They said it is a wonderful thing
I must do share and sing

Some may or may not listen
Even though as long as I win
Not of fame but of joyous hearts
For so long been gloom and apart

The high and low notes, I'll reach
Tactful enough to be on right pitch
I may swing in a fidget ditch
It's fine as long as I'll not miss

I will tunely swing both my arms
Harmoniously to the music at hand
I may open and close my eyes 
To feel each lyrics in vies

It's not only my voice that sings
Also does my heart it rings
Uncaring the people's glances
Displaying this in chosen chances

By: olive_eloi
10:27am
01/23/2014

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HANDS, EYES, EARS AND HEART

A hand to hold that's what she wish..
A hand who will not let go...
Rather a hand that holds not tight nor loose..
A hand that is firm to touch...

Eyes that even without words speak, she asks..
Eyes that looks not only of the outside..
Rather eyes that scrutinizes details..
Eyes who when stares, hugs and encourages..

Ears that listens attentively, she says..
Ears which when hears doesn't judge..
Rather, ears sensitive to feelings hidden by tones..
Pair of ears that seeks to clarify..

A heart that clearly understands, she adds..
Heart that is not of richness from golds..
Rather, a heart swelling with pureness..
One heart beating all specially love...

BY:olive_eloi
Aug. 26,2013
8:48pm

Dedicated to: all who believes in love

---->>> Faith, hope and Love... The greatest of this is love...


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I AM MAD WITHOUT YOU

I» In search of your presense
M» emories of you come in essence

M» issing you so very much 
A» nd longing for your slightest touch 
D» ancing on the edge of doom 

W» e struggle just to find some room 
I» nside each others little world 
T» ingling swells within my chest 
H» old on to her forget the rest 
O» f all the fears that try and tear 
U» s apart from something rare 
T» o have you in my arms will be 

Y» our best ever gift to me 
O» h sweetness I am waiting for you 
U» nleash upon me your violet blue

By: olive_eloi
10:46pm
12/03/2013


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Feeding time

Feeding Time

Those birds sit in the Banksia tree
They wait there silently
Then every now and then these guys
They screech on out to me
The trays are empty down below
There ain’t no seed to eat
And so they call on out to me
And give to me some heat.

I run outside and fill those trays
Like every day before
Those Guys they watch me from the tree
They’re smart birds that’s for sure
I do my job and move away
Then they dive bomb through the air
All squabbling and a bickering
And fighting for their share.

The big boss Coccy I call him Fred
He seems to run the show
He calls the shots, he always  does
He’ll always let them know
That he’s the boss and with his spouse
{]I call his misses June}
They feed alone on one seed tray
But they be finished soon.

Then all the parrots crash on down
Doing wheelies in the sky
A screeching and a carrying on
Oh lord, they’re noisy guys.
Then when they’ve finished feeding
Well suddenly they’re gone
They fly so crazy through the air
Oh how they carry on.











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My Letters

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!



Le-...'tahs...letters...are...so...SWEET!

Le-...'tahs...letters...are...so...SWEET!

Names 'N...'numbahs...cham-'paine...DREAMS!

Names 'N...'numbahs...cham-'paine...DREAMS!


Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RINGS!

Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RINGS!


Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!

Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!


Le-'tahs...letters...SHEEN...AS DREAMS!

Le-'tahs...letters...SHEEN...AS DREAMS!

Names 'N 'numbahs...PUFF...SO SWEET!

Names 'N numbahs...PUFF...SO SWEET!


Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RINGS!

Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RIGNS!


Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!

Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!


We're carv'D...FOR-EVER...'N WE MOUNT...AS STARS!

We're car'D...FOR-EVER...'N WE MOUNT...AS STARS!


A tote 'N...SWING 'N...'MAH CRYSTAL...LE-'TAHS...FOR-EVER SWING 'N!

A tote 'N...SWING 'N...'MAH CRYSTAL...LE-'TAHS...FOR-EVER SWING 'N!

Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RINGS!

Crys-tal...le-'tahs...HUNG...AS RINGS!


Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!

Sil...'vah...BULLITS...GUNS 'A GOLD!


We're carv'D...FOR-EVER...'N WE MOUNT...AS STARS!

We're carv'D...FOR-EVER...'N WE MOUNT...AS STARS!


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PIECE BY PIECE IT FITS

The sound of your voice stuns me..
The gaze we hold when our eyes lock, melts me..
The way we talk long hours everyday, comforts me..
The gentleness of your treatment, keeps me..

Oh! I flutter with your cleverness..
I blush at your complements..
I hide at your naughtyness..
I follow at your truthfulness..

The boken pieces beginning to fit..
Hope they will not anymore split..
Rather, each piece is a good hit..
Worth finishing in a whole lifetime sit...

by: olive_eloi
1:45am
11/09/2013

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Despite corrupt government..
Despite rampant poverty..
Despite calamities..
Despite even casualties..

Filipinos never gave up
Warm welcome, no doubt..
Burning hope, a remark..
Unmoved faith to God, a heavy armor..

Philippines at its finest, anyhow..


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TO GOD, DO SURRENDER

Incline thy ears to listen
View how things can glisten
Far beyond all the horizons
Appreciate beauty and ugliness unison

For everything, there are extremes
Isn't it even when we dream?
Success over disappointments
Solutions over impediments

Sometimes caught in a jungle
Burdens and anxieties in bundle
A heavy weight like a dumbbell
Sometimes too much, one can't handle

To be discouraged, we must not
Believe, God will relieve these knots
Surrender everything to His name
Remember God's love endures and remain

By: 
olive_eloi
10:07 pm
02/10/2014

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Inspired by the Bible verses: 1 Corinthians 2:9 and Psalm 55:22..

---Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... 
Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?


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AMAZING FATHER GOD

Closing my eyes, I plea
Unto You God, My Dear
I am certain not to fear
Avoiding a fall of tear

Father God, shine thy light
Unto me yield thy might
Forget me not, I say and wire
Let me not be weary or tire

To my anxiety, comfort me
To my failure, strengthen me
To my faults, mercy unto me
To my confusion, direct me

I invite you come be nearer
Hold me You're my bearer
Gracious love flowing like river
Most precious than any silver

Envelope me with Your grace
Through me, You might efface
Each season, each life phase
Our Father God, You amaze

by: olive_eloi
2:04am
01/22/2014

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Inspired by the BIblical verse II Samuel 22:29 : "You are my lamp, O Lord turns my darkness into light"


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AWAKE THEM, LOVE

I have fallen crazy madly deeply in love..
How many times I tried but failed..
How many times I take risks yet I was wronged..
So, I did cry and feel so hurt...

Whispered by my mind: "stop & take care"
this Stubborn heart rejects and says: "find your pair"..
I must stand follow a strong will..
Not round up nor down like a wheel..

Undefinable; unexplainable love..
how you been?
Where have you been?
share to me not be trashed in bin..

a lot needs and wants you..
yet few shows a genuine you..
soothers and enlighteners of blues..
shoving all worries and woes..

nowadays, in world full of gloom
won't you mind to flourish and bloom?
spring out to everyone's aura and mood..
pleading you to cure all wounds..

by: olive_eloi
sept. 05, 2013
12:47pm

dedicated to: 

all persons who despite all pains and hurts still believes in the power of love

------->>>> Inspired today with a meaningful conversation with my sister.... ( really felt how she feels so much love)

misssing my real sisters much.... 

here, i realize that money can't buy happiness... sometimes the best penniless things are just around persons gestures.


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TRUST

TRUST

Trust, you are hard to earn?
Seems, you are also tough to discern?
Can you or will you be learned?
likewise, can you return?

You have been hurt, i too have been..
You are afraid & scared, i am too...
You have dreams, i am too, don't you know?
You aren't ready, i am too?

We aren't in hurry, aren't we?
We are two, aren't we?
Side by side, we agreed didn't we?
We have same feelings, aren't we?

I can be your shoulder, you can lean on..
I can be your friend, you can depend on..
I can be your confidante, 
You can share anything you want..

Trust us, will you?


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DIP INTO DEEP

we have grown a little older..
by age, by appearance and by maturity..
gone are the days of innocence...
these the days of patience along hindrances..

we look for suitable occupation..
thinking it will enough for our satisfaction..
pleasing each passing incoming generation..
totally aiming for progressive transformation..

all are taking some turns and risks..
hoping and praying these for keeps...
even if it weakens the arms and hips..
vigorously, still one must try the dip...

BY: olive_eloi
aug. 28, 2013
5:25pm


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WITH GOD, THERE'S SECOND CHANCE

Much Sickness, I have seen
Sleeping tight, I have thin
Hope sometimes a whim

There are storms
Saddening and forlorn
There are earthquakes
Shattering and breaks

All these falters humans?
What do we have as a man?
To counteract such imbalance
With God, we can take a chance

By:
olive_eloi
6:18 pm
02/04/2014
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UP TO SUCCESS, WANDERER

Ten thousands I do not have..
Sparkling diamonds unfortunately Im not bestowed as well
Big architectural design homeI don't have as well 
And So I have not also seen much of the world..

However..
What I do have is my family and my friends
What I do have is a mind willing to learn and discover 
What I do have is a heart sensitive to feel and understand...
What I do have is a handful experience

I have loved thee..
With all that I am I did..
Though It did not end to what I want..
Still, I remained hopeful 

As much as, I want to give..
There's a drive I need to control..
As much as I want to show..
There's that voice saying: "careful"

How can I not stop?
If it can be; it might be..
How can I not go on?
If I don't feel the possibility..

Between heaven and hell, it might be..
Over the sun and under the sea, maybe..
I will bravely the risk..
I will courageously seek..

Even if I'm not sure of the result..
Even if I may be place in hot waters..
I must try; I must try..
I must not quit; must not quit..

By: olive_eloi
oct. 6, 2013
1:40pm


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Look at Yourself

  Look at the moon and see tomorrow staring from beyond the wonder of this earth.  Strive to see children whirl there unclothed
youthful forms to frame the meaning of their new lives
as open to the teaching of scholarly parents as to that of their teachers.
The cool breeze that blows through the early light is like the sunshine we feel 
as summer’s warmth awaking the grass and the flowers that grow.
Here our minds are open to the miracles or the uncertainties of the world around us.  Where the beauty of a single cloud floating across our sky is as marvelous to the eye
as anything we can ever imagine, just like the wisdom behind each word we speak.

 Look at the mountains born out of a million years of our existence
as ice forms in the glacial structure of the kingdom called earth!
Imagine how torrid was the land of the dinosaurs
there mammoth edifices thundering across the plains and to their own manifest destiny. Or the sight as they fly with their wings over the land they lived
and how they all died off in the horrible cold to leave a peaceful world.
 
 Unchained remains the structure of our earth
where fires burn on despite the blow of harsh winds…
despite the piercing roar from the crash of a louder thunder
or the lightning that feels ever closer as it gives mystery to the question, why!
Why do those words require no answer in a place where sympathy is found’
Where emotions remain in the miracle of life or the hopeless structure of death    
 
 And death is but an elusion
caught between the idea of life’s passage and the dreamt capacity of our lives. 
The thought of a life that never ends remains forever in the mind
Until sunbeams flicker in the approach of darkness
And sounds of night are held forever in the solitude that we fear
In the words of our final good-bye

For now our times do swiftly change
And we are kept forever silent in the unknown thunder within
Like a mirror that reflects the mystery of tomorrow…
In the moment we look at ourselves


                          By m.norton


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POWER OF FAITH TO ACTIONS

before, i have been chasing the future...
true, there is a must & need to prepare..
yet, who knows what tomorrow can bring..
Wisdom and A heart to decide, our gifts from God..

It lies within us...
Within our own very selves..
How our life will be..
How our future will be..

It's wrong to lay it in all to God...
It's wrong to say: He always there..
It's wrong to depend it all to Him..
why o why????

Cause it us who is living..
It is our duty as humans to go striving..
It is in us to not never give up..
Instead to pursue believing...

Doing progressive productive actions..
not to sit and fool around...
not to be lazy and to be as like parasites..
nor be like also gold - diggers...

It is our cumulative deeds that will lead us..
It is by our most definite specific decisions...
It is by our first step and the risks..

above all of these efforts and foregoing acts..
God will see; God will do His way..
He will touch whatever is in us...
In His God's grace and time, He will make all fit...

BY: olive_eloi
sept. 14, 2013
12:23am


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HEART AND SOUL WINDOWS

Black, brown, blue or gray
Round, small, Chinese they say
Twenty by twenty, a perfect
View of this somewhat reflect

Persons adorns it with hues
Green, black, red or blue
Others leave it simply plain
Emphasizing realness unstained

By this one may convey
By this one can do play
A pair of this do smile
A pair of this cries

Twinkling bright when happy
Sparkling with tears when lonely
Narrowing look when observant
Speaking softly when relevant

Thy eyes, thy eyes
Such a wonderful sight
Straight through like dart
Reading both soul and heart

by: olive_eloi
8:05pm
01/29/2014

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A REACHABLE HAPPINESS

Happiness, you are an endless pursuit
Everyone wants and likes you full
Exactly no one where you are
Your "cost" even no one knows

Abounding penny and richness
Signature brands of clothing
Dazzling priced jewels and gems
High technological tools and gadgets

Are they the ones that gives true happiness?

Each persons struggles to work
Competition a cyclic phenomena
Continuum courses to improve
All these, an avoidance of being poor

At the end, attaining all these..
Permit me to ask you..
Are they also the ones that gives happiness?
Maybe it does gives happiness

But how long?
How genuine?

Reality speaking, some have these
But they are not really happy
Some feels the lost and emptiness 
Above all, some feels longingness

Happiness is frantically been within reach
It has always been within reach
Found basically in your ownself and others
Ponder and tell, if do you believe so?

By: 
olive_eloi
11:39am
02/06/2014

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"our happiness lies in the happiness of other people... Show, give, share happiness and this will be back to you..."

Spread happiness, morning...

Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ? 


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GOD BURSTS EVERYWHERE

My eyes has never perceive Him
Yet, He magnifies all that I perceive
My nose has never smelled Him
Yet, each scent lingers and fills

My skin has never feel Him
Yet in numerous ways He touch me
My ears has never hear Him
Yet all His words a soothing melody 

Inside the home..
On every four corners
In a school, shops...
On every building

Out from nowhere
Out of the blue
Through every season
Through every person

Your presence endears
Your presence encourages
Your presence an essence
Oh God, You burst everywhere!

by: olive_eloi
4:57pm
01/20/2014

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 hehehe a barrowed title from my soup friend michael byte :D hope it's ok.. :) was really inspired by the poem :)


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ON BREAKAWAY

Spear my heart with love
Let it beat; Let it clap
Open my eyes with the truth
Let it see; Let not be fooled

Glance at me once or twice
Behold and distinguish all spice
Perceive not the bad but nice
Quietly do becoming wise

Everyday there are changes
Find, explore all that enhances
Hurdle, succeed all ravages
Breakaway from all damages

by: olive_eloi
5:40pm
01/06/2014

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CASTLES AND DREAMS

In a written note I tell a thousand words,
Words which talks of a soul so free,
Everyday my diary is filled with words,
Telling of a life lived in ups and down.
The down side doesn’t bring me down,
But the up side keeps pushing me up,
Because I refuse to let them push me down.

I have been there and done that,
With every breath my lungs became dry,
 I lived a life larger than life itself,
Where I was the king and the servant.
With this my kingdom became bigger,
For no one but I lived in the castle,
A castle that I built in the air.

The castle was blown away by wind,
Because the foundation was weak,
For nothing was there to support it,
And loneliness even made it worse.
It was like a dream torn apart,
Gone with the wind never to be back,
As the high walls falls down bare.

With all this I turned to my ups,
I stopped building castles in dreams,
And made them in reality of this life,
Where foundations are never shaken.
The wind could not blow them away,
And the wall did not crumble again,
Because I lived a life of reality and truth,
Filling my diary with a positive vibe.

BERNARD WACHIRA
ORIGINAL POEM.
EMAIL: benniekings72@yahoo.com


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Kreta Natur, the Heart of Hersonnisos

The heart of Hersonnisos, the Isle of Crete
In a place so full of allure
Up on a hill, in the midst of the sea
Lies the heavenly Kreta Natur
 
The beautiful gardens, the flowers and trees
Rockeries made from stone
Views that will bring a tear to your eye
All give you the feeling of home
 
Side by side, Maria and George
Together they work as a team
So many years of labour and love
It’s taken to build their dream
 
Nurtured and tended by loving hands
Such relaxation you feel
When you arrive, the lovely warm smiles
And welcome they give you is real
 
Marias cooking, so lovely to taste
Her chicken, the best as of yet
BBQ night prepared by George 
Is one you will never forget
 
But…one thing is true, when your holiday’s done
And you know that its times to fly
Year after year you will always return
So it’s never really goodbye…


For George and Maria...amazing people and the perfect hosts
Thank you..


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Pull your own string

Despite we're exiled to the land of duality
By the silver cord remaining tied to reality
When unaware,
The sense life of fear
Slowly hacks away the silver cord:
Reducing man to a mere puppet,
Pulled on the strings of earthly gods

Thoughts, attracts the lost to cling
To the power of a chosen king,
Dancing to the music of tyranny
Breaths resentment that:
Slowly hacks away the silver cord,
Reducing man to a mere puppet,
Pulled on the strings of earthly gods

Luck of the puppeteer's liberality
Creates the constitution of formality,
Whilst nothing set in concrete 
Misused loyalty:
Slowly hacks away the silver cord
Reducing man to a mere puppet,
Pulled on the strings of earthly gods

The silver cord is man's life and Light
The only source to keep him bright,
Intellect fortified by intuition:
Makes man what he is: almost divine!
Forever attached to the silver cord:
Enlightening the potential puppet, 
To pull his own string 

Competition by John Lawless
Contest name: Puppets
17/12/14
Elizabeth-Dea Shanta


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What can I say

I know I wrote about Richard before, but his words have inspired me so much with his beautiful words of wisdom and truth. I don't know much about poetry, but I know wisdom when I see it, and this is what this world needs so badly.


What can I say

What can I say
I read his wondrous words
They bring my tears a flowing out
Each part of me is stirred
He writes in simple English
Yet reaches to my soul
I read the words or Richard Nnole
And they make me feel so whole.

I know I’ve wrote about him
In a poem once before
And yet I have to write again
To tell you all, once more
That with the wisdom words he writes
He so inspires me
He speaks of life, and love, and light
And thrills me endlessly

Ten languages this man has learned
While I struggle with one
His wisdom is a rare delight
And when all’s said and done
I place him on a pedestal
I’ve not done this before
But I’m addicted to his poems
Each day, I love them more.

26 June 2014 @ 0811hrs.


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DISSECTING SAUDI

Nineteen months has passed since I did a step..
A step to attain one of my dreams..
Rumored as the land of "Just dime or penny"..
Talked as a land of so much strict Rules..

Rials their stable currency.
Oil their main product..
Towering modern ediffices abounds..
Architecturally design interiors..

Rich truly, as they said..
Islam the strictly followed religion..
Arabic their national language..
Riyadh, Jeddah, Maddina some of it's mainland..

Black and white the common colors of apparels..
Yet, roaming around malls..
Variant vibrant colors visibly in stalls..
Simplicity, that's what I appreciated here..

It was a barren solid land..
Almost all nationalities are here..
Finding a life; Making livelihood..
Maximizing what this country can offer...

Yet it's rules, the prohibitions..
Depresses the other life of man...
It takes away some of the joys of living..
Thus others, breaks the rules...

" incest meetings" are such as searching gold..
precious as undiscovered diamonds..
friends makes the stay here worthwhile..
Adopting and preserving the heart of humanity..

by: olive_eloi
02/10/2013
9:44pm

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A left hand made verse 2

People do not choose foreign cities.
A foreign city can be discovered even in your own town, -
it means when you pass by and it is impossible to recognize people.
Look, a baby is lying at my feet, it is drown in the blood.
Look, streets have made justice easy.
And bread has eaten justice,
And a man was counting.
And justice was eaten by bread
And bread by blood
And blood was sent to the earth.
And quaked the earth.
It was earthquake.
My homeland – it’s this glass full of blood
Now you and me will drink this glass of blood-and-wine
We will embrace each other and then…
You will cut off my shoulder.
You will cut off my shoulder
as you have not the third shoulder
because the third shoulder you are yourself
And you could not bend yourself
for me to lean upon.
I will put ashes speechlessly
into my stung mouth,
and everything that is left from our love
I will leave on the top of the tongue. 


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The dustbowl troubadour

My tribute to Woody Guthrie.

The dust bowl troubadour.

Once when I was just a stud
I loved the folky crowd
I would listen well to Bob Dylan
[I immersed him in a shroud]
Then Donovan, and Joanie Baez
I loved them and their ways
Through Them I found my legend ‘Woody’
Oh, these were happy days.

Old Woody he inspired them all
All the folkies of that time
And me, I just adored the man
His rhythm and his rhyme
I love the things he sang about
That Dust bowl troubadour
Two thousand songs they say he wrote
Me-thinks it might be more.

As Woody rode those railways lines
He would fruit pick and he’d sing
He always carried his old guitar
As to poor folk he would bring
Sweet laughter and much happiness
For those his heart did touch
And all those dust bowl refugees
They loved this man so much

11 August 2013 @ 1332hrs.





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CAUGHT BY YOU

I glance at you
I saw you giving a cue
I walk slowly towards you
Seeing you a little blue
I tried to hold on your hand
Smile, I saw you extend
Wink and smile I replied too
As I feel a spark land
We have conversation
Oh my!!!
We are quite a unison
Unbelievably, same likes
Good, we don't look alike
As time runs so fast
We didn't want to last..
Nevertheless, we parted
With distance we parted..
But we remain in contact..
As we exchange numbers back..
Maybe God blessed that day
When we met along the alley
Now, I feel
Faith and fate might be real..


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Gifts From Heaven Above

Dragonflies fly around the pond,
As the timeless moonlight gazes on the river,
And the oceans white caps coast on the beach,
Along the sunset of a beautiful day,
Of this hard day of this world's pleasures,
We take the journey of this hard day of this world's pleasure,
In this Kingdom of God,
For even with the stuggles we have,
We climb the ladders of hope,
To find the fulfillment in our hearts,
That will bring us all the happiness and joy,
And maybe one day,
To the everlasting gates where we may enter,
For the everlasting life where we may stay.


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Robin Hood of transforming state


How possible for escaping
From post-soviet suffocation
In all spheres of our life? 
From Black Hole of awful greediness, 
when post-communist leaders
starting to learn us for art of capitalism
breaking all rules voluntarily or not
and transform our life to hell? 
How possible in lack of legitimacy
and totally grown corruption
to live and survive 
as honest man and ventured company 
self maded, respected and been prosperous and happy
in such fatal environment and craziness? 

The answer is one: 
then more government, leaders and presidents
abscessed for wealth, stealth, robbing and smuggling, 
then more you will been
modern Robin Hood
staunch, inventive, honest and congenial
in great business
for overcome bad boys and their bad monopolies and technologies.
Gain success and influence faster
in the frame of honesty and justice, 
fight and beat merciless corruption, 
personally and common negligence
and with them to provoke
the truly reforms
and create right institution and hope
for new generation
in our transforming society. 


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POETRY

Inspired by nature, divine art
Light feathered, no care who listens
Pleasant sight, in chorus they whistle
Early by my window they visit
With voice so tender, inspires me

No words but tune so polished
With inspiration I keep off guitar
Calm on stage I speak my heart
Simple rhythm for words to flow
With voice so tender, say it more

I could rock, pop and boogie
But need to send the message across
Lest you query the loud piano
Word by word I speak for my people
With voice so real, they too said it

Its beautiful, like evening ocean water
Calm that the heavens too borrow share
Words sweetly rhymed no sweat to cut
Smile after smile, the crowd gets the message
With voice so clear, it all gets said

Its all in poetry where wonders amuse more
Eagles leave the skies, fishes float on sea
Park goes quiet, no beeps no horns
Like national anthem to a countryman
With voice so sweet, they give ear to

Stare at nature, it writes back the lines
No head scratching, the flow overwhelms
Don’t force it, its natural gift given freely
On stage crowd awaiting the next line
With voice so natural, I give the poem