Do eye need a kis. Eye need a girl to kis. Eye have a girl that eye can kis.
Eye have kis her in the rain. Eye have kis her in mye heart. Eye have kis her in
mye start of every day for years of love. Eye have only to the kis to go to read more
into kis to find the place she dwells in this old mortal frame of yearning
dwelling place. The kis is purple bliss of alarm blazing love waking me from
death like a Snow White Charmed young man a captive smith to Pocahontas
fame. A dandelion flower lost in the caverns of the depths Ianthe drowning mee
in sea ward tufts of left and right bouts of beating on the air to keep from sliding
to the depths of drowning in her arms of love. A leap at faith a death reprieved
from Grounded Grave a leaping portent making waves of Gragon wings. An
attitude of love refrained in every tuft of wind again the sound of love the beating
of the water on the roof of tin the sound of kis inside the wind and rain. A younger
man and woman would have hardware in the way the nose and yes the nose gay
and the corners of the vampyrific fangs. The center of the tongue is one the belly
button too. The snooker table has a cue it’s called the ball extender bridge it's a
cheater it’s made to let the basest man to reach her in the wind. There is so
many problems with people the gas is oughta sight at the pumps this country is
no longer prominent but a third world country going south. The end of time has
come and arrived the ruthless and worthless rule in the name of god money and
time. Take a number wait in line what’s your name please fill this out and wait.
The number of his namme. Have you got a credit card or payment of any kind iff
you can give me seven dollars for an office visit eye will help you the doctor is inn.
The man was lighting a candle in front of the computer and the lieberrian asked
him what do you think you are doing he said eye cannot see the screen. There is
not very many rich people in all those cars on the highway whizzing by the most of
them is middle class or less the plastic hose on the back seat is a siphon they
use it to get gas. Eye had too many problems at home growing up to ever be a
father. The age factor plus the drug indicator keeps me from trying to further my
benefactor with fodder or with mudder. The morality of this hurried fable of
dividing documents is this a kis.
Written 7 March 2014
Bruce and Jennie, both were 10,
Had been playmates all their lives.
One day, Bruce proclaimed,
“Jennie… most good men have wives.”
He professed his love for her.
Jennie said she loved him too.
They decided that getting married
Was ‘the right thing’ to do.
So, Bruce went to speak to her father,
Who was doing yard work at the time.
“May I speak to you, Mr. Johnson?”
“Sure, Bruce. What’s on your mind?”
“Sir, I love your Jennie;
And Jennie, she loves me;
But we need your permission
To be married… to be “We.”
Impressed by Bruce’s courage,
He knew this confrontation must be tough.
He smiled and asked, “Bruce, are you sure
You love my daughter enough?”
Bruce’s face became stern, he said,
“Mr. Johnson, let me tell you…
I love Jennie so much…and she loves me.
We’re both sure it’s the right thing to do.”
He was moved by Bruce’s ardor,
But permission was not his to give.
So, quick as flash, he responded,
“But Bruce…where will you live?”
“Sir, I measured her room;
Then I measured mine.
Hers is 40 percent bigger.
We’ll live there. We’ll be fine.
If we have extra stuff,
We’ll keep that in my room.
We’ll keep our places neat and tidy.
You won’t even need a broom.
And both our parents can save money
On babysitters too.
Even if you do things on the same night,
You’ll only need one sitter, not two.”
Mr. Johnson was impressed with his logic,
But this marriage idea was no longer funny.
He smiled and said, “That’s good thinking, Bruce;
But what are you gonna do for money?
“Why, Mr. Johnson, I get twelve-fifty a week allowance;
And let me remind you, Jennie also gets ten.
Throw in our birthdays and Christmas cash….
Why, we might even have money to lend.”
Desperate now, he thought,
“Next, I guess they’ll want a car.”
Then he asked, “But Bruce, what if you have kids?”
"Aawww," blushed Bruce... “We’ve been lucky so far.”
I was just trying to remember the past
trying to remember the good people
and the bad people,
that i came across on my way,
i want you to know
that you are among the good people
that left a good trace in my life,
once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.
What Does Marriage Mean to YOU?
What all hear various definitions
of what marriage means.
Not realizing the consequences
this often brings!
There’s often a lack of commitment and faithfulness.
Many still looking for a true source of happiness!
This institution, that God set up as a husband and wife.
Needs to have his spirit,
to guide our life!
It’s no wonder why, there’s many falling apart!
It’s causing heartache and many broken hearts!
No court in the land can wash away sin’s dark stain.
When adultery happens, things aren’t the same!
May we all seek to ask God
to strengthen our home!
He’s there to help us!
When we feel all alone!
We need the blood of Jesus to daily cleanse us!
He wants to do this! Because he loves us!
Jesus remains committed, faithful and strong!
His word will teach us what’s right and wrong!
May we seek HIS guidance and council!
You’ll find, that he is always most helpful!
Please Jesus… Heal the broken families
across this nation!
For only you can provide
a much needed foundation!
By Jim Pemberton
A five tiered chocolate cake with stars and fontain
cascading rose petals and bottles of champagne
her princess lined gown laced with a metallic accent
embellished with satin rhinestones much to her content
Heavenly white bows at the end every pew,
such breathtaking moment from a spectacular ocean view
A twenty foot high ceiling with crystal chandeliers
Soft sensual music whispers in the air
She took her grand march down the petal marked aisle
At the end of the runner her husband with a smile
Subdued by her beauty the room went still
A fairytale wedding she was about to fulfill
Upon her finger he place a gorgeous ring,
and vowed his love for her as never-ending
Elated inside as tears lined her eyes
Deep in her stomach were butterflies
A union made between a husband and wife
An everlasting promise to a happy life
Along the ground was a silky white trail
Her piercing green eyes he slowly unveiled
Upon her lips he placed a kiss
A moment filled with beauty and bliss
The wedding part began to swoon
A joyful bond in the month of June
I do not know?
Slipping through the sieve of history,
the nameless rest.
Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.
Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor ink spilled.
The nameless rest.
Their silent sacrifice,
amongst their remains.
The nameless rest.
Not for the nameless are doctorates conferred, nor eulogies recited.
Not for the nameless are honours bestowed, nor homages directed.
The nameless rest.
They rest within us,
they walk with us,
in every step that we tread.
They rest within us,
they walk with us,
for their spirit is not dead.
“Your name is unknown, your deed is immortal”
- inscription at The Tomb of the Unknown Soldier WWII in Moscow
Special thanks to my dearest elder sister Tasneem Nobandla Moolla, whose conversations with me about life as a non-white person growing up in pre and post-Apartheid South Africa prompted me to write this dedication to the countless, nameless South Africans of every colour, whose sacrifices and dedication in the struggle against Apartheid tyranny must never be forgotten.
My sister’s middle name ‘Nobandla’ which is an isiXhosa name and means “she who is of the people” was given by her godfather, Nelson Mandela, my father’s ‘best-man who could not be, as Nelson Mandela was unable to-make it to my parent’s wedding as he was in jail at the time in the old Johannesburg Fort. This was the 31st December 1961.
She's marking my direction,
It's her that I see,
And there's nothing I can say or do,
She's struting down the street,
With fire in her feet,
And I'm thinking I should make a move,
No steps I heard,
She glides like a bird,
And her eyes sparked a perfect blue,
Her voice blew like the trees,
I fell to my knees,
As she said how do you do,
I said, can you be mine,
Can you be mine,
I said, Can you be mine,
Love me forever and more,
Her eyes opened wide,
As though she was surprised,
She didn't know what to say,
She grabbed a pen and wrote down her number,
Before I asked her for her name,
She said her name was Lisa,
I said so nice to meet ya,
This girl, was playin heard to get,
I said I know you've been hurt in the past,
But you won't be hurt this time,
Her hair was so soft and beautiful,
So I told her not to pay a dime,
(I love the way you movin ya body, baby)
(I got so excited, baby)
(That's the way, you got me, you got me)
a whole lotta' spoonin'
goin' on in the "Soup"
nosin' around the comment coral
I see love
amongst the group
marriage scent in the air
where it leads...
we shall see
I know some
are dippin' crackers in the "Soup"
but Lawd' knows
IT AIN'T ME!~
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..
Love is as love does
Peace begets peace; happy day
I like your love
It's pure, it's innocent
and I don't think I've seen this before
You replenish my reserves before it's necessary
you lift my wings up and
make me superior to my adversary
Creatively providing the exact amount of
what I need to go another day
I like your love
and for as long as you'll have me I'll stay
You make me comfortable in my space
What she share cannot be replaced
with any other type of love
be it artificial or tainted or lustfully blatant
Those illusions don't exist because
we found this love and we claimed it
I cherish those nights when I scratch your head
When you sit between my thighs and I twist your dreads
We become an us that is so pure
that the spring waters question the purity of it's source
I like your love - it's a divine force
That half grown chrysanthemums/
Stirring up like accuser's.
Life is compared with what two things ?
Which do you think is the richer more revealing comparison ?
Poets use many symbols/
Geese flying south can be a symbol,
Of that of approaching winter/
Heart's symbolize love,
In this brief expanse we call life,
One may want to cry out in a revolt ?
Other's simply take in a breathe of fresh air/
Ponder that many other's that don't even care ?
We all must become united in this great cause !
Not to use this concept loosely/
Yet to humbly ponder a thought,
What do you all think tells a more detailed story ?
The poem or the picture ?
Love can grow out of a billowing cry/
Perhaps a cut nor a mere stye in the eye ?
The seventies had embarked on this journey/
Not to mention that of Timothy Leary ?
This took us to a vast opened door !
To break on through to the other side/
Lest I emplore,
Still we have every bit of reason in which to grasp/
That lattice decor to that shine on the asp,
A sweet juice filled with fine honey nectar/
The future resources,
Allow the creative poet/
To begin to explore the valley of much more !
In gaining the proper word/
Fresh out of the Autumn air !
A family had a wedding... The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,..
Was already decided!
When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.
The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness?
They didn’t receive it!
How many times are loved ones not
invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”
Someone does something,
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!
No wonder why many families
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!
As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded
and broken heart!
Christ gave us his best!
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…
He wants to show us!
If we can’t treat one another
as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….
We’ll never understand!
By Jim Pemberton
We'll be forever building gold mines
from scrap metal and taking
recycled energy to cosmic levels
through third eye
We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn
or if our chakras are not aligned
constantly diverting negative thoughts
through our meditative lights
We'll build a sandcastle from determination
and live life on the edge,
fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation,
living in the now and staying ahead
We'll tip the earth off it's axis
and trick subconscious mind states into submission
You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions
Bi-passing illusions of circumstances
We'll have an abundance of the maximum
Enough love energy for all who attract our path
We'll be the ones in the light
asking for nothing in return but peace
A Precious Wife…
Jesus has brought to me
the gift of eternal life…
And has greatly blessed me
with a beautiful wife!
Help me Lord to not be deceived
by other things I see…
May I continue to love the
wife you gave to me!
Help me not to be carried away
But to give my wife all of my
love and affection!
In my wife, may I daily seek
her inner beauty…
And treat her like the finest
diamond and ruby!
By Jim Pemberton
Long love day's has past.
My mind felt with howling storms,
grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
Rape and abandon my weary soul
transpires, poring with instant fires.
Oh this dark secret love does thy life
Like amorous birds of pray,
Once ways, and known devoured
Your beauty no more to befound
nor shall the sound of your voice.
Love to dust, love to ashes.
Our love has now gone to a private place.
The grave yard of love.
Take me there
I don't care
Touch my hair
Eat this pear!!!
I am bare
Want to share?
Do you care?
I am bear
I'll let you stare
Don't go there
By the chair
Or on that stair?
Your skin is fair
You look like Cher
Come to my lair
But pay my fare
Drippity drip drip
From the day I promised to
be with you forever…
It’s now been 25
Through the trials, laughter
and many miles
We’ve had our share
of joy and trials!
You’ve been so loving
patient with me.
My beautiful wife—
my lovely sweetie!
This anniversary, I am so very
proud of you!
You’re a wonderful wife!
Faithful and true!
With you, God has given
me the best!
My love for you is so
hard to express!
I Love YOU! Is what I
will always say,
This very special
The swift and silent missiles swept,
The quiet well kept neighborhood.
They ran like hell, those that could,
While the reposed laid in their best dress.
With evil-doers upon the earth,
Vigilant must be the pursuit.
To cut the sickened by the root,
And banish vile impure thought.
With white-collar crime for collateral,
It matters not the costs.
As pockets line, the death toll climbs,
While the positioned take sabbatical.
And I cannot hide my bastardness,
For when we kiss my lips fall dead.
Talk to each other
Trading off who wins
Stars shine brightly above me as I look up at the glowing full moon.
A cool breeze is blowing and
A soft music seems to play in the air around me as
I think of what life has given me.
This gift is more than I could have brought myself to ask for.
For the longest time I've been content to be there for others
Ignoring the fact that as I helped my friends find happiness, I have been alone.
Now I find that Life has given me a gift. A thing so precious that never again could I go
through life without it.
Life has given me you.
You, Suki, have become my life force. The very thing that keeps me going.
I love you with everything I have. Granted, it isn't much, but I promise you that it wont
be missed. I'll love you enough to make up for the materialistic things that I don't have.
The moon blurs as tears fill my eyes and I start glowing as bright as the shining full
moon above me and
I find that the music I hear around me that is so heartbreaking-ly beautiful isn't in the air.
It's inside me.
I never have to be alone again.
Never do I have to bottle things up for the sake of other people because I know I have
someone who wants nothing more than to have me cry on his shoulder.
I love him
And to the very core of my being I know he loves me.
Life has given me something I never dared to let myself dream of having.
Life has given me Suki.
There is my holdings my vineyards in Franco
The eye waves flies off of his wine
While making millions of euro dollars
While ewe aer always reining Qyeen
The kisses lemone oh so sweet
Only in my fantasy wine is never sour
Away the hour enthrall love ewe
CharlaX Millions making fables true bend
Holding love above the real life
Holding love inside the inside
Holding love upon the morrow
Holding love without mye sorrow
Holding love to be the marrow
Holding love above the dollar.
The grapes were used though lemone added mix
A thing unheard in all the land
The regent came to me anon to ask
CharlaX why the wine would sec sit
Tis for the love violette eye bend
The lemone fragrance doth remind the eye
The wine is never bitter then
The love much more imported avec bien
Love holding more than love can tell
Love holding odoring the smell
Love holding like the fetterments
Love holding like a taste of her
Love holding only love anon
Love holding after we aer gone.
There is a mission now upon the corner
Near the water they do stay there
All the homeless wander there they live safe
They have laoaves fishes sec vino
No one hungars no ones cold
No one misses world so bolder older
No worldly pleasuer can compare
Working harder now than ever fables quake
Hold me loving hold me closer
Hold me loving je embrasser
Hold me magistrate ragon Qyeen
Hold me merry happily long
Hold me sensually loving
Ruling the vineyard sun love song
I do not know?
You think you might be in love.
You think he/her might be in love with you.
You think about a lot of things. Do you really know those things?
You think a lot, you worry a lot.
But do you really HAVE to think or worry about those things?
Or do you WAN'T to think or worry about those things?
Now that there is something to think about.
*please leave a comment if you like it or fav poem if you might*
have you ever had that perfect day?
the day when no matter what the world can seem to do no wrong?
when everything seems right?
savour it i tell you!
cherish every last moment of it for tommorow may not be the same,
for you see though you may have one good day,
many bad days filled with dark emotions shall follow,
however you see,
even though your in a bad spot,
youve had good times,
many of them too,
and nothing on earth,
not evan death can remove them from you,
for moments may last a second,
but memorys last forever.
I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms
You’re the one to kill me with your charms
Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no
You’re that someone who I just can’t let go
This world is cruel it has always made me cry
You take me to heaven and teach me to fly
You taught me how to deal with my pain
Without you barren would my life remain
You take me to a different world as I hallucinate
And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate
I’m losing my senses someone tell me who am I
I know I need you but I don’t know why
Your absence makes me restless it’s you I need
I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed
I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose
Now that I’m addicted I don’t mind an overdose
Marriage is a deal
It gives love’s recognition
It is a blessing
It paves the way for more care
For each other in the world
My warm and glowing light
I cannot seem to sleep at night
For dreaming while I'm awake.
I dream of the kindness I see in your eyes
And I yearn to be able to hold you.
I dream of what Dubai is gonna look like
And how happy I think I'm gonna feel
Over and over I say your name, and only because it brings its you I've fallen in love with.
Lol, my friend I can't say it enough and I absolutely love it.
Aw man, if ever there were words, I'd sing them to you.
If only there were actions that showed you strong enough, I would do nothing else but
dance them for you.
But let me tell you this, my sweet love.
I have my whole life to sing
My whole life to dance
My whole life to dream.
And I want nothing more than to spend my life doing those things with you.
Quail's egg high heels thick ginger hair
Diamonds and sapphires brides smile
Set the doves free group photo ceremony
Pretty freckles rice powder gold brocade
Long green satin dresses latin speeches
Gold chained effigies omens bells tassles
Tiered powdered flower cake dessert buffet
Gorgeous new shiny spectacular limosine
Fiery nostrils snorting Black silk and pearls
Wooly dogs wooden faces wreath of flowers
Shaved head Myrtle and laurel arch Rosebuds
The curtain slowly rises...the audience is spell-bound
by the appearance of royalty
Act 1, Scene 1
King Henry VIII: O adored wife, you never drew
another man to your breasts;
have I loved you more or less?
King Henry VIII: O voluptuous lips that have kissed mine,
when roses spurred to greatness,
is your trust in me flimsy or fortified?
Queens Katherine: Why are you asking me this,
beloved husband, if the promise
of that young virgin was more than true?
I have desired your strong arms around me,
to dispel my fears and doubts on many moonless and frightening nights...
when the northern wind ruthlessly entered in the chambers,
and blew out all the candles that were more aromatic than columbines!
O dearest love, which need I didn't provide you by touch?
King Henry VIII: No, sweeheart everything you offered me,
but lust for another woman led me astray...
leaving your marital bed and sneaking away!
Queen Katherine: O dishonorable husband, what made you so unfaithful...
if I made you the vessel of these dreams,
to transport me on soft waves like cherubs' wings?
King Henry VIII: Not enough passion in love-making, insensible wife...
permitting your guilt prevent the pleasure
I sought in every embrace and intimate feeling,
to boost this amorous ego without ending!
Queen Katherine: How dare you say that, unmeritous husband...
while your attention was focused on a mistress?
King Henry VIII: How can you blame me, uncaring wife...
making me escape and causing me to cheat?
Queen Katherine: This marriage took place under the eyes of the Almighty,
and you solemnly swore to honor me,
to love me, to strengthen me and to spend a lifetime
of joys, of hopes and sorrows through love and fidelity!
As you stand here before God,
Now may he stand beside you.
May you and your family be blessed in all that you do.
May your family find love as your hearts twine as one.
May your journey thru life follow the light he has shone.
Together you’re stronger than ever apart.
And thru the years, may God be found forever in your heart.
My nephew was married at Christmas.
My love you have found me in my proudest hour.
My dear I found you in my prayers so clear.
Soon we shall be bound in harmony of power.
Soon we shall be together in a bond so sincere.
Take my hand and promise to love me forever.
I take your hand and swear to cherish your heart.
Holding hands honoring each other in this endeavor,
Now we share words that can never be torn apart.
Looking into each other’s eyes, glistening in love,
Seeing each other’s hearts shine in heartfelt gold,
Standing so very close, watched by angels above,
We fold together for our binding kiss does unfold.
Bound in matrimony today, we placed our rings.
Upon each other’s fingers, now our passion sings.
I do not know?
Honey, it's hard that you're miles away
How I wish you can be here by tomorrow
tomorrow can turn out to many tomorrows
From sadness of missing each other to happiness wishing forever
If one day there's a war, they would call you and I cannot say no
How sure are you they will never call
Honey, I don't wish to be left alone with our children
They would need a father figure and you're not there
I need you there with me even though I don't know much about you
All I know is you're searching for someone like me
I'm sorry to say that I need you too
To help the people of God surrounding me
No one would like me because I'm disable
I want them to see, they thought wrong about me
I'm trying to do the best I can
Sometimes the one I did is better than them
Prudence of working hard
Tolerance and time are needed to reach success
Being together to plan of moving forward
To reach happiness, till death do us part
In the Sacrament of the altar
Lord meets us
Men and women created in God’s image and likeness
Becomes our companion along the way
In this sacrament
The Lord becomes food for us
Satisfy our hunger for truth and freedom
Christ becomes for us the food of truth, since only truth can make us free
With deep human insight
St. Augustine clearly showed how we are moved spontaneously
Not by constraint
Whenever we encounter something attractive and desirable
Asking himself, what it is that can move us most deeply?
The saintly Bishop went on to say:
“What does our soul desire more passionately than the truth?”
Everyone of us has innate and irresponsible desire for ultimate and definitive truth, the Lord Jesus, “the way, and truth, and the life”
Speaks to our thirsting, pilgrim hearts
Hearts yearning for the source of life
Hearts longing for truth
Jesus Christ is the truth in person
Drawing the world to Himself
The Sacrament of the Eucharist
Jesus shows us in particular the truth about love
The very essence of God
It is evangelical truth which challenges each of us and our whole being
The Church, which finds in the Eucharist the very center of her life
Constantly concerned to proclaim that God is love
Christ has become for us the food of truth
Church turns to every man
Inviting them freely
To accept God’s gift
Anxious brides carry doubt,
Greets him intoxicated,
Joining kingdoms love,
Men now obedient,
Pre qualify responses,
Staying tomorrow united,
Xerox yearlong zeal.
I am sure this will strike up some controversy,,for sure...Maybe and then again maybe not !!!
ABC poem for contest.
I do not know?
Yes you are welcome
Where do you want to come ?
To my apartment or to my life ?
What do you really need?
My apartment is so small
My life is so big
Come to my life
And live in my apartment
I will give you shelter
You get protection from the terrible winter
Hot summer won't bother you anymore
You can watch the falling snow through the window
I will take you out on the spring days
We will walk through the streets on the fall days
Come and see what more I have for you
It is better to experience than just think about it
We two together will create miracles
We will open the mysteries of life
So come without thinking too much
You can share life and room with me
Her fair gentle nature reflected parental tenderness
White wicker furniture, skillfully crafted Indian carpets
Most acceptable presents of b;ue fine bone china
We begin to splice together the useful fragments.
Meekness and forgiveness charactarise a woman
of equal taste and delicacy braided in fine ribbons.
Morning breakfast aromas , activity on fine linen
shows a broken in the bud youth of gentle spirit.
Love , is the childish divinity of fresh-faced youths.
Broken voice flames a warm passion and desire.
Sights and sounds of a hearbeat like a drum solo
in a small town honoured occassion appeared
before him with tembling and terrified rose cheeks.
His voice harmony itself, twinkle in his eye, reined
his horse close to the carriage and doffed his hat.
Duty made passion a virtuous June wedding.
Exquisite decorum with exceedingly lively chatter.
Sharing their hearts joy in a banquet of celebration
congratulating the new couple on future happiness.
I do not know?
I apologize for all the
times I never heard
your lonely cries, so
I offer you my heart
to absorb every tear
falling from your eye's.
I apologize for never
being your back-bone,
but now I'm here to seat
you at the left of my throne.
I deeply apologize for
all the wrong I've done
unto you, and this is my
way to make it up," Will
You Marry Me?" in all
faith I hope You'll say," I
For I Truly Love and
Want To Marry You!!!!
It’s been a funny summer, June
skipped into August and was gone.
How did we miss that afternoon?
It’s been a funny summer. June
just packed her bags. No honeymoon.
The whole production overdrawn,
it’s been one funny summer. June
skipped into August and is gone.
Narrowly down the aisle
Right in from the ancient doors
Elegantly they walked in
In the nuptial knot attire
In the messiah’s mansion
Laid central securedly held
With ornamented holds of the colonnades
Gloriously dignified terrestrial footstool
Down below overlaid
Imposing array of Persian art
Suspended high above
Morning sky ceiling
Now here they stood
Before the throne of grace
Fetishly in the nuptial ritual
I DO chorused both, TILL DEATH DO US PART
Last act, final scene
Soliloquized, masqueraded monk
LET HIM or HER SAY NOW OR NEVER
Solemnly rent the joyous arena
Still as the lay of the night
To the audibility of eloquent silence
Echoed mischievous silence mediator
I! I! I HAVE A REASON
Flashback faded dim of the dark days
Unveiled the unkempt the frame
Deep beyond the soul grave
A sure hope dashed the wall
Sprawled the bride bade farewell in coma
“JOB” stood and look lunatically
Altered the altar drama.
I fly through the air with my bow and arrow,
Through valleys wide and passageways narrow.
Putting people together that were once alone,
Melting their resistance and hearts of stone.
It doesn't matter what age that you may be,
Somewhere down life's road you'll encounter me.
Some people actually look for me, up to the skies they glance,
But many are afraid to give true love a chance.
Still others stay on the fence not knowing how they really feel,
It's those that truely need my help - those hearts for to heal.
When people have been severely hurt by a mate,
It's definitely hard to get them to even chance a date.
I'll never stop trying to help these people far and near,
Love is something precious, special and oh .... so dear.
When you're ready for me - my arrow will pierce your heart,
Your partner's waiting for you, from your side - never more to part!
She wed a wealthy man named Harry.
Now, people call her greedy Mary.
It really isn't funny;
She married for his money.
This poem is about me the JesusFreak Charlaxandroidoneseven.
Homeless scrounge a little better than a thief my legacy is poetry as eye leave
this world behind to go on to JESUS Heaven eye write and leave behind some
thoughtful insights of this life. Snail mail was nice. She afforded me the bus ride
that makes the life so much better than the walking endless walking always late
no one is talking anymore of sending me my latter day relief. All my websites is
always free my poetry is added in the hopes that gentile readers everywhere can
see the JESUS freak in mee.
As eye ride the bus eye see into the futyre it is bleak there is nothing saved no
money towers castles laundered pines nothing will outlast the fire.
Money is not god only in this lifetime did the eye even afford to use some eye
cannot repay my source it all comes to me from GOD. You and yew and ewe and
even eue too cannot repay the LORD. Bread and corn and silver too no he did not
ever promise all of that to you but Abraham my father had some GOLD and so
does the Charlax told a heart is given me in love she knoes just how much eye
try to endeavor in my eye to give her love. Food Reported just TODAY there is
some popped corn in a bag and eye am wearing brand new jeans again that
makes THREE pants for layers but BOZO iz not jealous eye look just okay and
very nice today I'm eating bread no wine sober is the man in love iff she is
reading this one see her smile it is enought for love to win the time to return to
heart to make her remember love. We have the same heart in the same place in
the same body and when she smiles at me the world turns right side up and
upside down. Nothing is perfect and nothing is without problems but ewe she is
perfectly in mine.
eye am cutting all my fabels in the halve this is part one
This gentleman one day I shall wed,
Then I shall find him wrong in the head!
Everything is your kiss so divine and sweet
A touch of your hand is my only desire.
Our bodies embrace and the Angels sing.
My love is strong and till end of time.
Your face envelops my eyes of a dream.
A dream that is for real and forever kept.
Deep in my heart and soul, cherished so.
Every day our love is here and now.
Every year it grows beyond any limit.
My spirit commands that I love you dear.
My arms await the next embrace we share.
One sweet kiss from you is my eternity.
I pledge to fulfill our loves hold and more.
For you entered ecstasy into my design.
For you my dear are my love supreme.
If you had just married a wife
Then were invited to The Banquet
The greatest wedding feast ever to be told
Would you say that you can't go
Or accept the royal invitation
And take with you
The one you now have to hold
Our Heavenly Father requests the honor
Of your presence at the marriage of His Son
To the Bride arrayed in righteousness; blessed are those invited
The wedding banquet is ready; will you come? (Chorus)
If you had just purchased land
Then received The Wedding Invitation
From the King to His palace of gold
Would you go look to His interests
Or ask to be excused
To see the field
In which you had been sold
If you had just gained merchandise
And were invited to The Dinner
To sit with the righteous and the bold
Would you refuse the King's table
Or hurry first at His request
Then let your business
Multiply one hundred fold
If you give your regrets or do not respond
You will not receive the garments of fine linen
You will not taste His banquet like the many who are called
Only to the Few will the place of honor be given
And His house shall be filled when they are compelled
From the highways and byways and even from the hedges
From the streets and alleys they're accepted and chosen
For wedding garments and to eat the Bread of Heaven
Offspring were preoccupied in their spiral career,
you feel sorry. You don’t get the sleep,
core-feelings flee from
the windows of an ailing house.
A cloud softens again in the eyes.
Wronged truth has created
an aparthied in ranks of candles.
Inner pain gropes towards
the spot between eyes.
You survive by the
whispers of absolute bliss.
Looking becomes a sequential text.
The self divides the darkness into hot flames.
Outpouring the anguish, the frailities.
At dawn the blackness
of dripping night fades.
The earth wins the moral nothingness,
beyond the regrets of inspired sermons.
The psyche is rooted
deep in the mud, topless
dust spreading the
message of preferred truce.
I do not know?
Laughter within me-
Approach me with sexual attraction from the outer realm.
Promises of the moon & the stars!
Than only a night,
Next morning slip out the backdoor & alone again.
Lonesome before I meant you,
Lonely after you are gone.
So what's my point?
I'll pass up your offer.
Least I know where I stand on earth,
Never changing solitude.
Wondering question from my heart's lips-
One lifetime waltz in beauty of faithfulness,
"Can you deliver that?"
Heart I have and I am not fearful to use.
"Men do not give such blaspheming answers?"
I just did,
Because I am not your average Joe!
I do not know?
of good cause
Cupid prowls for souls
with his bow and arrow
binding two unknown spirits
“for sacred matrimonial life”
A fair brother the youngest of siblings due to be wed
For his bride, a young virgin , pure , blue eyed and fair ,
Prepares her white wedding gown to walk down the isle ,
Decides for the occasion to dye her hair fair hair black.
My lady , my Queen, I pray , take my hand with delight.
Today you are my bride, tomorrow you shall be my wife.
Oh most noble sir arise now kiss and bond this treaty
After the ceremony , the guests gathered and feasted
Speeches and toasts ,trembling lips kissed her pale hand
My eye shall not rove , take my heart and love me sweetly
Her rosy lips and cheeks promised by thee to forever stand.
Weeping and let out a cry cupid hath stung her inner thigh.
What strange effect the nature of love has on the passions.
Fair princess, I promise thee, wedlock shall suit thee well.
O, it is only 25 short steps,
For you to take your feet,
To reach the blue bell.
Don’t turn away from your path,
Nor have you looked back, son;
Go straight ahead. Just there.
There at the majestic blue bell,
We all will be meeting you,
To listen to its divine sound.
O come on, do not be nervous,
What you’re going to do is simple;
Walk, listen. Then say: yes, I do.
That’s all; can you do that, son?
Yes, I can do these 25 short steps,
Thou, I’m really nervous. I sweat.
But, knowing your loaded shotgun,
Pointing at my back scares me a lot,
Than taking your princess to a vow.
Lend me your lips, that I may kiss you.
Lend me your eyes, that I may see you.
Lend me your ears, that I may hear you.
Lend me your hands, that I may hold you.
Lend me your feet that I may walk with you.
Lend me your heart, that I may feel you.
Lend me yourself, that I may know you.
Pass not like wind, without touching anything!
You have my lips, but you never kiss me.
You have my eyes, but you don’t see me.
You have my ears, but you don’t hear me.
You have my hands, but you don’t hold me.
You have my feet, but you walk not with me.
You have my heart, but you don’t feel me.
You have me, but you don’t really know me.
Ok, just tell me one thing, where is the paper!?