Accolades And Barricades.
The accolades that I have won
The medals for all the deeds I’ve done
The countless diplomas and awards
The rapturous applause
Don’t say who I am
But where I’ve been
And mean little
I don’t shout about it
And I keep it underwraps unseen
Far better that people see me
For who I am
And aspire to be
A product of my good parents
Who sacrificed so much
With such a caring loving touch
Pointing me in the right direction
For I am their reflection
Far from perfect
But good at heart
Even though my worlds fell apart
I do things that I know
Would make my parents proud
To show
Even though they are not around no more
They help me grow
They taught me
The little things are important
That are free
And mean a lot
Not the possessions
You have got
And be thankful and content
With your lot
And the life you have spent.
Peter Dome©2019.
Awarded An Accolade
Much homage on him had been paid;
Recognition given to with honor laid;
Person desired,
And had hired;
On then awarded another accolade.
Jim Horn
Here with a smile in joy's free flow,
Win greets fond style with ample glow.
The word is out with cheer that fills,
A winning shout to spark grand thrill.
This moment here tells a sure tale,
Feisty words cheer the happy gale.
Easy feels good in breezy ways,
Charm hurls sure mood to prize this day.
The note speaks well of accolade,
Precious feel dwells as joy parades.
Hard work moves fest as blessings glow,
Finesse words quest in what writes show.
Bit by bit string the message true,
Soft tones cast fling to cite bold cues.
Now first or last is but a place,
To have a blast marks happy face.
Words speak profound of inner glow,
Feel how love grounds as passion shows.
Leon Enriquez
31 May2016
Singapore
The cold winter or the hot summer
We'll go through them together
And I want you naked all the time
'cause that's when you fulfill all my desire
I'll run my fingers all over your body
Sometimes I'll even spank you gently
You moan with your beautiful voice
I'm all mesmerized by you; I've got no choice
but to love you!
The tattoo that runs from your neck to your belly button
Your gorgeous body like a thousand glowing sun
Yes, you hurt me sometimes and for a while I can't love you the same
But when I hear your voice, I feel it's all worth the pain
You give my life a new meaning
You make me feel like a star
I'll love you forever
My Phoenix, My Guitar!! :P
P.S.: I was high on coffee while writing this poem! :D
On the first day HE must have begun
for such beauty couldn't be created on a short span
Eyes designed in a heavenly fashion
Lips ruby enough to appease any man
Hypnotize, mesmerize- to anyone she can
Divine enough to be called earth's Venus
No bitterness, No sadness, No act of heinous
Smile on that face turns my night into day
Content with youth itself forever
All the problems, worries now seem far at bay
She finds the best in me, my perfect lover
When she cries, the heavens turn gloom
When she laughs, Oh! how the flowers bloom
But Alas! though such heavenly beauty HE could've made
Guess he wants her for himself; as for me such divinity neither lives nor is dead!!
You might think that I am quite a handful
Failing your expectations at the most
Yet, being there at times which most cruel
Every step of the way, whatever it costs
Nothing to compare, that motherly love
Those scoldings and reminders, straightforward
All for the benefit, stand up on top
And keep on doing so, never gets tired
Having you, a blessing not in disguise
For extending beyond reach, your presence
Unconditional, without any price
My sanctum sanctorum, my eminence
No substitute for a mother like you,
the one treasure at its highest value.
In the hustle bustle of everyday
People were rushing to their offices,
Some to schools, some for purchase
A vehicle struck a young girl on road
Mass gathered with a helping attitude
Initiatives by all to take her to cure
Make no excuses or report first to cell
First objective was to save that girl
The vehicle owner did not ran away
For a change he admitted his mistake
No arguments or discussions of abuse
Rather everyone helped her as per need.
She was poor, alone and helpless
Still the rich man showered no money pride
A generous care was visible in his eyes
Though there was some error on girl part
Help was rendered with open heart
Fractured on her right hand detected
That soul had no one to earn for her life
People showed gratitude with smile
Humanity waived- I am still there!
Accolade for humans who still care
Helping even those who if left unattended
Will raise no voice, will make no fuss
The news will even make no buzz
She was being caressed by all around
No longer did she felt an orphan
Rather felt she is a welcomed citizen
Humanity smiled- I do care!
My highest ever accolade
By my daughter to me was paid
When she sweetly said to me
“Mama, I love your poetry
Now that we have some free time
Read to me one of your rhymes
And Mama, you write so well
You have great stories to tell
But Mama, please write of me
That would make me so happy.”
The one who is my heart and soul
With this comment made me whole
What sweeter praise can I hear
Than those from her lips so dear
My daughter is my pride and joy
I wrongly guessed it was a boy
But God gave me a precious girl
She’s Mama’s most precious pearl
The highest accolade for me
Is that she loves my poetry!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Old weary & weaving roads to Colva it made me take,
To Mickey’s I was heading after a long break.
The monsoon rains & the heady winds,
Shut down the joint , but the ambiance it reminds.
Opened this joint to yester’s morn,
For the native, traveler or tourist afore he moved on.
Warm is the vibe & cool is the breeze,
The gamut so delicious , are cooked a wee bit of grease.
The thatched rays ,they creep into the woven roof,
The tables are spread out for space aloof.
The people are warm and the ale is cold,
And the clustered guest they are young & old.
As dusk sets in , more soothing the breeze,
The hotelier, he must stuff more beers into his deep freeze.
As twilight sets and the lights come on,
With the heat & dust , its all gone.
The gentle breeze now fills his hall,
As night descends, it’s fun for all.
The lights are dim but the vista is great,
The menu’s lines they wish to be on your plate.
The moon is up and the stary sky deplete,
In walks my girl for me to meet.
The feast was great & precious time spent,
Mickey’s to remember it’s meant.
My two girls you see
did great things for me
Music ,one ,soon did play
through this gift,one day
in my life Vivaldi et al
came to reside,and stay
The other,on a horse did ride
so her equinity I also tried,
for me,then a hobby,did provide
Thus my life they have enhanced
in two instances,by chance
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