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Guru Mordecai Poem
SHALL I ANTICIPATE APACE TO THEE A STORY,
THROUGH MY HEART TO MIND, FROM NIGHT TILL DAWN YOU WERE A GLORY,
THOUGH BEDRIDDEN, IN MY SENSES AND FEELINGS THOU TOOK A JOURNEY,
PAY ATTENTION AS I VERB THE ANECDOTE OF MY AGONY.
IN MY EYES YOU SMILED AT AN ANGLE,
BUT STILL, YOU’RE BEAUTY!! YOU WRESTLE WITH AN ANGEL,
GENTLY CRAFTED AND CURVED AS A GOBLET, I MELT LIKE A CANDLE,
QUICKLY VISITED MY DREAMS FOR A HUG, AS A SOLDIER WHO RIDE FOR HIS CASTLE.
YOU WALKED LIKE SPRING,
YOUR SOUL COOL AS WINTER AS ITS LAST LEAVES CLING,
AND SMILE LIKE SUMMER WHEN YOU CALL ME YOUR KING,
TO ME YOU’RE EVERYTHING BY EVERYTHING I MEAN ANYTHING.
HOW IT BEGAN, WHETHER BY ME OR THEE I DO NOT KNOW,
FACE AND LIPS TRY TO REACH, BUT SOMETHING TRIES TO BLOW,
ITS 08:15 IN THE MORNING, MY ALARM RANG BEFORE MY LECTURE GAVE ME MY LAST WARNING.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2016
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I strike as a hornet.
Swear I'll win with this Sonnet.
Stripes black and yellow I'm the 'Yellow-Jacket'.
Grammar was poor and weak like my zero-budget.
With this sonnet I'm mad as a hornet.
With rhymes I'm the queen of the wasps.
See the way you gasp when your sinking?
Its the way you'll bust when you find these words stinging.
Hornet and a Bee makes a good paradox.
I asked Shakespeare now this poem is as nice as a meat at spur.
You have stirred up a hornet's nest.
Now with this poem you'll sit-up and rest.
Its a powerful insect.
In grammar I strike with an impact.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2015
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I write to incite,so listen with your inner sight.
One said;''You deserve a reward''.
hahaha!! I laughed like was rewind.
I've been serious from a younger age,mind hardcore like its ice-age.
Been helpless....restless,like 'The young and the restless'.
When no one could feel my bitterness ,God helped me to reach my fitness.
You know when you're angry and high?
Yeah!! When you feel like 'Romeo must die'?
I swear you'd kill a bull and dine.
Listen!! Success is not a destination.
So don't live like you're on a bus-station.
See the way schools need teachers?
The way santa need Christmas?
Say its the way you also need Jesus.
Motivation is never complete.
So wait for another poem like you're a solid concrete....
GURU...<#PoetryInExile
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WHAT MORE SHOULD THE GURU NARRATE? LOVE IS A VERB, IT CONFIDENTLY OPENS UP ITS RED SWEET LIPS, AND SCREAM FOR ITS SELF. LOVE AT ITS ONSET, SO PURE, PLEASANT, A COMPLETE SPLENDOR – IF YOU ARE AN ATHEIST YOU’VE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE. WE NEVER REALIZE WHEN WE FALL IN LOVE, AND IT CAME TO ME THE ONLY REASON IT IS EXPRESSED AS “TO FALL IN LOVE” IS BECAUSE WE NEVER INTEND TO. I AM NO A MAGICIAN NOR A SUPERNATURAL BUT LOVE IS A MIRACLE EACH OF US CAN PERFORM AT A DEGREE, YET WE UNABLE TO EXPLAIN IT TO ANYONE. LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL, ETHEREAL “PERFECT BOND OF UNION”. DO YOU REMEMBER HOW IT FIRST BEGUN, SMILES OF ADMIRATION AND ROMANTIC CHARMS LIKE COUNTRY ROSES AND SAFFRONS THAT OPENS UP IN SPRING. I HAD A DREAM ABOUT HOW LOVE TURNS IN TO A STRONG CHEMICAL WITH MULTIPLE BONDS IN THE BLOOD THAN ANY COMPOUND EVER EXISTED, WHEN YOU SEE THEIR FACE, HEAR THEIR VOICE, SMELL THEIR PERFUME – LOVE IN OUR BLOOD IS SENSITIVE TO THIS THINGS. THE HEART IS A HOUSE LOVE LODGES IN, THE RUSHING WIND OF THE LOVED ONE’S MEMORY COMES KNOCKING ON THE DOOR OF THE HEART, ITS DOOR LEFT RUMBLING AND BEATING WITH ENOUGH PRESSURE TO PUSH LOVE OUT OF THE HEART DEFTLY RUSHING THROUGH THE VEINS - THAT IS THE REASON YOU GET A BRISTLE AND GOOSEBUMPS.
"LOVE IS PATIENT AND KIND, IT BEARS ALL THINGS, BELIEVES ALL THINGS, HOPES ALL THINGS, ENDURES ALL THINGS- LOVE NEVER FAILS”. WE ALL WANT SOMEONE WE JUST CAN NOT IGNORE, BUT LOVE IS TRUE AT ITS MANIFESTATION WHETHER ITS REAL OR NOT WILL BE PROVEN BY ITS ENDURANCE. A WRITING ABOUT LOVE IS NEVER COMPLETE, BUT THE HEART WHICH IS READING AND KNOWS THIS AMAZING FEELING COMPLETES IT, ALWAYS WITH A SMILE.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2017
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I had a dream, of myself dreaming,
And in the dream that I was dreaming, I mean the other dream.
I was dreaming myself dreaming,
Strange it was, as I looked ahead of me,
There, stood an appearance of flaming purple & Gold,
A light of Sulphur with two neon lanterns in bold,
I saw what seemed like a human, walking like the hanging gardens of Bougainvillea,
Its violet splendor crawling on the ground, pretending to reach my heart.
Then an image was clear, still too bright, crippled my knees by its personality.
Then it disappeared at a speed of light from the 3rd dream,
It appeared on the second dream, my hands would reach its splendor, then it disappeared at a speed of sound,
It then appeared in my 1st dream, the dream that all the other two dreams occurred.
-This time it was in the shape of a silhouette, it then said to me in a sound that sounded like a melody sang by God, 'You will search & not find me anymore'.
-Then I remembered, it was a girl I once saw in one of my dreams & those dreams are like the one I was dreaming. - with two dreams inside it.
-It deftly touched me, and something which sounded like a lightning hit my eyes,
-Then I woke up, and realized I was dreaming myself dreaming a dream, and in that dream I was dreaming of You.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2017
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Once we were 7 years old.
I wished we could grow bold.
To travel the world with you,
Girl I promise to buy you a BMW.
Yes, without me without you Boo
Trust me baby you have no clue.
If we start boring,
Trust me I'll style you with a diamond bold-ring.
Red cells last for 120 days
Then they say GOD created the earth in 6 days...Yes
Then surely he sustain our days,
Then together will be as amazing as John Legend when he plays.
Soon we will be grey and old,
So lets get gay and gold.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2016
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Guru Mordecai Poem
Welcome to my Galaxy,
I roll in a milky way, far from fantasy.
My world is a complex charismatic vantage point,
The story of the moon, her light never disappoint.
Set a woman's heart on fire, a burning forest, it yearns to finish what it started.
All of human nature is imperfect, yet it looks perfect.
You're a star that fell in to the darkness.
A constellation of love, they wrote.
How big is the universe in you?
We never plan to fall in love, stars collision.
The moon is dancing with the wolf tonight.
Send out wedding invitations, time is still asleep.
In you a universe as big as infinity,
The Galaxy of love run around the silhouette of darkness,
Heavens & Earth dwell in unity,
Joy & Happiness run hand-in-hand, in a milky way, curse sadness,
Love shall tear down the walls of loneliness.
Open up and measure the distance of distance.
Time is dancing, and the farm house is on fire.
One day the stars and the moon will fall like snowflakes, and the sound of the wolf will cry with despair no more in the wilderness.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2018
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"Man, born of woman is short-lived and filled with trouble."
We often try and make life seem like a bubble.
Yes, when we laugh, kiss and cuddle
We even live as if life is doubled.
Why do we live then? For happiness, love & Marriage, guess we also need courage.
'Man comes like a Rose in dawn and then withers away. He flees like a shadow then disappear .Memories made, Icons long-lived like Shakespeare.
I mean like those who said the earth has gravity, we have to say cheers.
If the years are counting, where are we going then?
Why do we live then?
They say commandments were Ten. I wish to rewrite them in pen.
In these world there are non-living things that produce sound.
Why should there be a Rand and a pound?
An up and a down, a verb and a noun.
I want to know now, so i can make queens to bow.
Why do we live then?
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2017
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OF LOVE
Much of me is expected, in me I carry a relic of great power,
It is heavy a burden to carry, a power of massive strength, its honor and glory I can not yield,
A few are chosen of its barring, for much a purpose await to be fulfilled,
Hearts of men tremble at the scent of its power, the speak of it, is disease to the bones,
It is heavy to the heart, a measure so great can not be weighed by kings or queens,
It compels even the young and the very old, of its strength men has misused to their desire,
Much have fallen to the folly of its desire, its power so great, a heavy burden no men can carry,
Of His quest he knows, its greatness do not yet understand,
What of men's folly and wickedness can be uttered?
The world grows in darkness, even the good of the few shutters in fear,
The race of men rushes to its end, hope is lost on the arms life,
Dearth smiles with dimples at the race of men.
'Save us, save us' it shouts,
Its splendor melts on the hands of happiness, a shadow of darkness grows in its midst,
It propels violent scream in the wild,
The glory of men shall die screaming,
Its legacy will crawl in the shadows, the folly of men will be no more
Kings shall perish, legends will rise no more,
The one sitting on the throne shall reign to no end, the one yielding the power given to the chosen ones,
The greatness and glory given to them will be revealed at the time to come, the time when their quest would be fulfilled in joyful cries and hailing of their king,
At that none will stagger, none will tremble in fear, for all will know how to use it,
Its power and greatness will rule on the mountains, in the wilderness it shall rain with fruits, in the wild its dwelling will be, all those yielding its greatness will feel its scent, to the east will come walking with the western wind,
The east shall stand again, and the goodness of men will endure once again.
For it will listen to its masters will.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2018
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FAR OVER THE MIGHTY GAUTENG'S GOLD,
THE WIND WAS BLOWING WITH A COLD,
WHERE THE NEW GENERATIONS ONLY CURSED THE OLD,
I MUST NOT DELAY ERE GLOOM GROWS BOLD.
I SAW A LIFE TEARING FROM THE SKY,
ON THE DARK I HELD A SIGH,
AS THE DIM OF IT COVERS, MY FALLING BROTHERS,
I WILL SAY THIS LAST GOODBYE.
NIGHT IS NOW FALLING, SO IS THE MORNING,
THE ROAD IS NOW CALLING,MY FRIENDS ARRANGE FOR MOURNING,
NOW COMES THIS DAY TO RUN AWAY,
WE CAME ALL THIS WAY.
BUT NOW COME THIS DAY TO BEAT YOU FAREWELL,
THOUGH IN MY HEART LOVE IS RINGING LIKE A BELL.
Copyright © Guru Mordecai | Year Posted 2016
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