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While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

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Birthday warning!

A cold autumn morning, 
new rains have arrived 
today not so ordinary 
A little girls birthday goes by 

she had an accident 
she awoke in her bed wet 
today she is six, a present she did 
not expect 

A day without the jug cord 
would be her birthday wish 

Her hope is soon faded, 
for there her mother stood, 
A birthday beating just begun- 
her mothers' way 
of a little fun 

"you dirty little b!#@h"! 
I'm sick of washing your sheets 
this will fix you...and fix you good 
till you're black and blue 
...or till I'll make you bleed"! 

Happy Birthday to me... 
through aches and tears 
I am happy 
I survived to date six years 

alone in her closet 
she'd make this her car 
travel to far away happy lands 
go shopping for a star 

once she bet the jug cord 
she collected up the sheets 
took her mums' old coal shovel 
buried them under the house 
darkest corner beneath, 

her father gave her sixpence 
every time she was dry, 
or if she wet, he'd make her wetter 
he'd put her in a cold bath 

the little girl would trick him, 
moving the sheets about 
her mother would come in the room 
catch the little girl out 

the little girl did such things 
out of fear she lied 
the little girl was in a place 
she was trying to survive 

she adapted to her father 
she adapted to her mother 

though difficult it was 
it affected everything 
looking back the way she was 

she changed her life completely 
eradicated the fear 
her life gets better and better 
year after year 

her mum and dad to this day 
the little girl forgave 
she understands the way they were 
a woman she has grown 
forgiving to her grave 

she struggles on her birthday 
preferring to enjoy 
her spirit accepts what happened 
on that day the present 
she avoids 

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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.

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In My Mother's Eyes

In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Cause She has loved me first before anybody else She carried me till the ninth month so deeply close to heart She breathed life into my lungs Held my hand within her palms Showed me guidance in ever way Made me who I am today In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Those arms are always open so I can curl within For her I'm always special without my need to win Her soul ever a rainbow in hues of human kind For She carries no prejudice among coloured or white In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I see protection In her smile I see my face Our days,lunchbox of memories filled with tender loving care Past nights,eternal bookmarks of her fingers playing gently with my hair I know one time I'd have to wake up in a world of all alone In the stars I'll have to find her cause mama won't be home In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Dedicated To My Beloved Mother Thank you for being a mother,a father a sister,and even my best friend Happy Birthday With Love oxoxoxo (27th September)

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Ya say it's your Birthday Girl

         ~~~ Happy Birthday Linda ~~~
           Ya say it's you Birthday ....
              The day the angels kissed the earth 

           The day a beautiful girl was born for all to cherish
               Her destiny in writing and teaching others 

           Ya say it's your Birthday ...
             So lucky is your Mother 

          For God gifted this woman with a beauty indeed
            Many respect many artist she leads

          Ya say It's you Birthday ...
             well I would like you to dance 

          Always takea chance chance chance ! and Dance 
           Happy Birthday all Month our beautiful poetess ~
             I am very happy you went there ~

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It's My Birthday, It is Your Birthday

It’s My Birthday

It’s my birthday…  I look out the window there is no one for me owe so, owe so lonely poor me . 

It’s my  birthday…  you surprise me, with a Barber-Q grill  with a cooler that chills with a grin we show white grills.

Happy Birthday… it’s my Birthday I am still waiting,  it   is almost the end of my the day, just waiting on you to wish me a happy birthday which, well make my day. 

It’s my birthday…you do not remember that day, can we go out for we can remember that day?

It’s my birthday… I can share it or alone, some share it with a twin, or with a friend and the ones who stay to the ends like a good friend.

It my birthday…  its looks like another day to me I just need someone or something to comfort with me a room full of women and with hand full men, a juice in cup, juice in glass, with a sweet lady and grill on cut grass that may make every day feel like my birthday, with a touch of class. 
It’s your birthday… it’s your birthday you should all-ways win on your birthday, if do not have a mate you sneak and go on second party date form those who may player hate.  
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!  it comes and go, I see you come through, looking out my window with a hand full company that is what a party really should need, yes it’s sweet, sweet with music and sweet with treats or  it must be the money, or food, or brinks, or just me.

Poetry 7/7/12 by author Keith Kadell

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Your Special Day

(Dedicated to Danielle Bryant)

It's your special day
And I have so much to say.
Oh that time will let me,
There are thousands of things to make you see:

The happy times,
Lengthening with the clock's chimes;
The beautiful talks we exchanged,
Never believing there could be a change;

The midnight conversations,
Smiles on our faces our only compensation;
Our dreams and hopes,
The only reason we could cope.

Those moments we spent together
Are memories I'll cherish forever;
Memories I can look at and smile,
Knowing they are reasons to aim high.

Oh if I could do more than just words
And not pull memory chords!
It's your special day
And my own very special way
Of wishing a happy birthday
To a friend who just walked away.

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Aussie Party Invitation

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline
'Cause I formally invite you
To my summer night cruise

It is dress to impress
So bloke's put on your coat and vest
And girls slip into your best clothes
as well as your stilettos

We will be rocking the boat
and sowing a few wild oats
From Seven-thirty to midnight
So please be flirty and nice 

There will be great food and drinks
As mister Dj spins and syncs
and lets the vivacious mood sink
On January Nineteenth

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It is your smile;
Staring at me at every mile
It speaks to me for a while
And tells me that you are mine

It is your love;
Stirring all kind of sensation like a seductive glove 
Warming my heart as though on a stove
And this realization out shines a swimming dove

It is you, my one and only
Your presence comforting and soothing beautifully
Adorned with virtues gracefully
And happy ever after we will live admirably

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                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.


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Birthday 74

Oft come days when invariably it seems,
As if I'm simply whipping a dead horse.
Feet touching floor bring muted Gout screams,
Heard above my popping joints of course.

Yesterday's greeting was my birthday song,
Vocalized by a very special friend of mine.
The neighbors house burning, didn't take long,
But conveyed a message, that my day was fine.

Until sis Norma called, (who suspects I'm a flake)
With pertinent information to gladly share.
She said the 74 candles on my birthday cake,
(Not burning house) caused smoke to fill the air.

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You Stole My Heart

You Stole My Heart

Thought I knew what true and unconditional love
Meant until I had you to have for many years
You made me smile, laugh, roll my eyes and
Sometimes cry, but I would not trade those
Times and memories for anything in the

Some say you and I were a lot alike, some
Ways I agree especially with the affairs
Of the heart for we always wore it on
Our sleeve, to me there is nothing
Wrong with that

Daily I miss every little thing about you
Too many to describe, so thankful to
GOD that he brought you into my life
Even though our time together was not
Long enough

Today I know you are in a much better
Place, free from this horrific world
For I know you are with two of the
Most amazing persons that anyone
Could ever know, your grandparents

Celebrate your life and all the love
And joy you brought to anyone
Lucky enough to know you
Precious boy, for today is your birthday

Sending you all my love my nephew
Who always had my heart, you stole
That twenty-eight years ago today

Happy Birthday Steve

All my love Aunt Nette

©: Kismetyen: AG 10/29/2014

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Today I'm 586080000 seconds old
And yet I'm ignorant of your name
Even after I stumbled upon this cold truth, yes cold
Which prompts me to hide my truth in shame

Lo! I'm confused but still understand
What is your name? Maybe you are who you are
Mummy calls you Jesus when she kneels, sits and stands
I used to call you sacred - but spirits are

Maybe you are not a personage
Maybe you are a hot crystal ball
Maybe you are the force in our blood 'til we age
Maybe you have no age at all

Today I'm grateful for my handsome face
But are you in heaven and beautiful?
Do you even have a face?
Maybe you make my immune very powerful

What if you are just an intelligent tall tree
Trying to grow your way into heaven?
Maybe only the pope knows about the primitive tree
Maybe only the Roman Archbishop will go to heaven

Today my brain cells are 586080000 seconds old
But my brain usage maybe is not exhausted
Maybe ten, or fifteen, or twenty - or in a fold
Just as your blood has been exhausted

Many a time I prayed and fasted and abstained
All to no good avail, nothing changed until I worked
And it made me grateful for my reason not stained
After I jettisoned the star, moon and cross which I corked

Maybe you are a slob like one of us
Maybe you get sloshed like my friend in a bus
Maybe you are intelligent like me
Maybe you are a terrorist like him

But wait, when did you create the world?
When is your birthday?
Or maybe you are matter - the world.
Or maybe you are time - night and day

But please burn me not in unquenching fires of hell
Perhaps you are as the dolphin without hands
Maybe you are an imago, an immaterial and with no cell
Maybe you are the force in my blood, eyes, legs and hands

Jim Brayshaw told me there is no satan
Maybe I believe there is no lucifer
Maybe you are simultaneously an angel and shaitan
Maybe you are the morning star - lucifer

I'm a 586080000 seconds old man
And I've chosen to be vegetarian
Because in heaven there is no abattoir
I may be singing to the choir

Today I'm 586080000 seconds old
And maybe you are the phoenix - never old
Maybe you speak, maybe you have no cords and no voice
Maybe you are spontaneous, or predetermined, or with a choice

Maybe you are not in heaven
Maybe you are the earth
Maybe you are under the sea
Maybe you live in our bloodstream

Maybe you are Jehovah
Maybe you are Allah
Maybe you are Shechinah
Maybe the virgin is your mother

Maybe I'm being stupid
Maybe it is calibration
Maybe I need showers from Cupid
Maybe you are itself calculation

I'm 586080000 seconds old
And I'm yet to be one with the world

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Happy Birthday Honky Tonk

Somewhere in Americana
There was a guitar and piano
And they blended in just fine

To cut right through the chase
'Brought in a dog house base
And those guys rocked the night

Then they all cut a deal
With a fiddle and a steel
And they're still going strong

Tryin' to get a handle
On both ends of the candle
Happy Birthday Honky Tonk

Happy Birthday Honky Tonk
Hello party time
No one remembers what day it was
So we celebrate every night

We will never stop, dancin' 'til we drop
And the band plays on
'Comin' back for more, Wearin' out the floor
Happy Birthday Honky Tonk!!

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest lass swaddled, pampered and attended with oye vay
   Sans another soiled diaper to change, retrieve futile dropped binky,
   Or sundry other basic need to get abreast per comfort to stay
E’en the simple pleasure per warmth from winter solar ray
Which constancy of nurturance seemed to last as long as infinity
a mental calculation said progeny tossed aside like…child’s play
Yet this papa pined for harmonic, idyllic and pacific month o May
When picture perfect weather invited me baby daughter to explore or lay
Upon the fresh mown hay
Innocent august bliss stashed in her memory bank molded like clay
Whereby this papa tried to keep danger at bay
But tis rash to seal hermetically and try to keep jarring reality away

Until she sped thru fifteen years on this earthen tarmac
Beautiful dame with an attractive physique and mind that takes up slack
From strains imposed from this fractious abode, where I rack
My noggin per our precarious, perilous perch whence we must pack
A hardship no doubt internalized by this sweet babe smarts she aint lack
In tandem to her maturation and self reliance emotional light years 
   Ahead of this sire, she addresses as “sir”, who emotes with flack
At utter chaos here and thus realizes internal misery will take shape
   When she and the younger punim come back

Yet, her absence felt though she oft spent time alone
In the former master bedroom, now wishing for a clone
Of thine delightful youth and marvel whence 
   Sixteen years ago from the womb she entered this World Wide Web
   While “mother – abby” did push and groan
Whereby tears streamed down me cheeks at miracle biology did hone
Over the course of nine months gestation, and now…merely on loan
When she becomes of age to take flight, though this father will moan
But tis fitting and proper offspring doth not become a rolling stone
Like me, he who contributed to this precious gift no gem canst a tone
If…bereft of this sweet progeny
   For this poet would cease to enjoy life and enter the twilight zone!


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Africa National Anthem

Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand We rise we stand we shine we believe we leave to live Black of luck we rock one blood one desire same history true stories Different tongues one tone Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Source of beauty Fountain of favor Gifted by nature Shaped by the creator Africa we rise Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Mountains and rivers Black and white we stand We all cherish Beasts trek The sun shines Hope rains Africa stands Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand God we treasure Hope we bare Love we share Africa we bare To all we care Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand

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Christmas Through July

Christmas Through July

Christmas is such a grand time of the year!
People are happy joy shows everywhere. 
Gifts of love arrive from both far and near.
Scents of the season permeate the night air.

Remembering the Savior's love so grand.
Families hang lights, such a beautiful sight.
Decorations displayed across the land.
Many surprises are shared Christmas night.
January came but the tree remained.
Celebrating my child's birthday the same.
Just like Jesus, her happiness sustained.
Each year's tradition when her birthday came.

Year round loving was about to be taught.
Decorations of hearts and shiny red balls
Replaced the angels that Christmas had brought.
February feelings Christ's love did recall.

In March, the tree was adorned with shamrocks.
Paper-mâché nuggets sparkled in gold.
Children and laughter sang around the clock.
Smiles, like at Christmas, were great to behold.

April was spring pretty flowers were hung.
It took a lot of work, but was it still fun.
We at play felt pure joy, free and young.
One fun filled plan to teach love, begun.

May decorations, the best, I recall.
Mother's day cards, painted hands, paper plates.
A trip to the attic was fun for all.
While cherishing the loves childhood creates.

Christmas in June on a new marriage day
Downstairs jam-packed squeezed in each wedding guest.
Rained out at the park, they saw our display.
Christmas year round knew love at its best.

July 30th past, the flags were still hung.
Patriotism shown, honored with rare style.
Christmas in July with a new day sung.
We took down the tree cherishing each smile.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:  This lyric poem written in quatrain format is a true story that expresses my feelings about 
showing love year round…not just in December.  

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No Birthday Wishes

It’s a day I was born
The 29th of August.
Don’t get me wrong I’m thankful
Its also a day that I forgotten. A little older, I’m still smiling.
No reason in particular I just would like to be thankful. God bless me once again to see this day.
Its ok I don’t need a birthday cake or ice cream with smiley faces.
No surprise party, 
I was already reminded of the day and celebrating
I’m healthy, standing, walking with pride.
No need to make wishes for dreams of my life
I am Alive
No need to scream Happy Birthday I heard you the first time with whispers and politely,  I thank you.
So no birthday wishes for me I’m just thankful.

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Formerly known as Ebola hemorrhagic fever
First appeared in Nineteen sixty six
Found in Sudan's Nzara
Concomitantly, Congo's Ebola River
There wasn't any quick fix
From nowhere It has visited the world again
Leaving the world see everything in train
Scaring my wonderful West Africa
As it drains countries like Nigeria,
Guinea, Sierra leone and Liberia
Ebola Ebola
Everybody is talking about Ebola
Taking the waves world wide especially Africa
The most feared and number one killer
Tension heats up as It may come any hour
Every country tries protecting her border
Including my own motherland Ghana
Then just behind our flesh, came that old cholera
Revive and showing great power
Cooking people like short-grained brown rice
Sweeping them like dead flies
The causes are known Unequivocally
But solutions come verbally
The campaign then changes 
Opening new pages
'Fighting Cholera' ' Preventing Ebola'
hmm Mother Ghana
I am pessimistic about the future
Ebola Ebola
Are we ready?

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"Happy Happy birthday Insight" (b-day wishes to poets)

with the most~
let me say ~
happy happy birthday to you ~
i lift up my glass with a~
just as "Well Thought–Out"
as to say to you ~
i hope you have a ~
happy happy birthday~
that only a "REMARKABLE MAN"
like you can do ~
happy happy birthday ~
as "Insight-FULL YOU"

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Look into the clouds
Tell me you saw heaven
Or you didn't see anything?
If yes, What then is within?
On a conjecture,it seems nothing
drifting across slowly
looking very empty
But is there in a fountain?
That  one you will be doubting
But where from that drops,
no one dares counting?
pushing researchers to field 
confusing people with theories under shield

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Happy Birthday GROVE STREET E-N-T"

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i hope you have a ~
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that only a
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happy happy birthday ~
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let me say ~
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i lift up my glass with a~
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I hope you have a ~
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that only a
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like you can do ~
happy happy birthday ~
as "HOT-O-licious"
as "Tati, GOOD GIRL YOU"


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So You're Getting Older

Ah! Another birthday is 
About to be upon you again
It is so close 
But don't feel too frighten 
My friend.

We all have them
Or either we don't
We are here or 
Of course already gone.

But these birthdays 
Lordy why must it be
We wake up one morning 
And they have affected 
The way we see.

We kid ourselves thinking 
Our eyes will focus back
We deny it is time for permanent glasses 
Although we know it has to be.

We wake up one morning
And our joints feel kinda weird
They feel like something
Walked on them during our sleep
Like something attacked our body
But Lord what could it have been?

Then one day you get up and 
Your skin doesn't feel as tight
Feels like maybe it loosen
Up during the night.

Next thing you know 
You're paying more attention
To your bodily functions
Hoping they will remain in tact
Talking to them more often
Thinking that will keep them
On the right track.

Let's don't forget our memory
Somedays it plays little games
It likes "Hide and Seek" 
And at any time 
Off it may go in a run!
Leaving you thnking
This time it is gone for good. 

Oh but be not afraid
For there are alot of others
Among you
About the same age.

Some may seem more livelier
Or some may seem more dead
But they are all headed down
That path called 
The "Elderly".

So here's to you 
On the 18th day of November
Happy Birthday and may you have 
Many more to come.
Don't worry about getting old
For I have been told it was 
Alot of fun!!!!

Who knows maybe one day
A national holiday
This day may become.
You may set a record
By growing old in numbers
But remaining always young!