You, my life and my girl
In these together
If we have to burn
In the embers they fan
We're dying together
I abort her never
She has to deliver
And the world of her dad
Rule over forever.
You, my life and my love
In eyes yours I see my girl
So closely knit together
That if we have to burn
The three of us
Are dying together.
The pregnancy for nine months
So well for it cared allover
That the time to deliver
It will abort never
Not in my love.
In these red embers
With scalpels of doctors
We're so knit together
That in these embers
We're burning together
Cought by your dreams
kept in my mind
spread by the spiritis
allover my senses.
Caught by the wind
spread to the prairies
to be ashes on the soil.
Touched by your nude words
whispering nonsense to be playing
your magic with me.
I'm a hidden card in your sleeve,
nothing for the others to see.
Caught by you
I will never be myself
but another card to be played
under your coat
Nocturia (Rap, Lyric, Crossover)
Ooh! wee!
I've gotsta gets
up and pee
it is the late night's
wee, wee!
i gotsta go and pee-e
can't hold it in
it about to
blow in thee wind
can't hold it back
its about to be
a late night
warm water attack
so grab it
by the swizzle stick
now home it up
and hold it in
till you reach
the late night
watering bin
your inner teeny, weeny
is calling out
to your
inner walls
can fight it
so, off you run
run Forrest run
can't let it out
can't give up
it about
to spray
allover the walls
with your eye
half way shout
your running
like a slow
moving
Three-Toed Sloth
lost in the dark
but you can't
stop now
no! don't give up
emiction is just
a step away
and now weeing
is a look of
satisfaction on your face
aka: lyricvixen
dripping& pouring
flung& fluid
in diverse webs
& skeins
eliminating drag
gestures
of
the
arrested moment
cut&edit
abstract mosaic
splattered
semi figurative motifs
allover
lines
&
rhythms
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
I am sitting in my little garden
Beautiful smell of a roses...
Took my memories,
way back to my past;
My little friend is fond of roses
Keeping a rose in her braided hair
Chatting and giggling with me
As I am only friend to her......
She is like a butterfly
With beautiful soul
Flying happily allover ,
Till the black day of my life..
We boarded buses together,
We shared our memories together ,
We thought of future together,
Without knowing our filthy fate.
Happiness of our life
Flew away with a struggle ,
She departed away from me,
To the garden of souls.
I am a dummy ,
Worthless friend of her
Sitting in a garden of roses,
Thinking of her with my flowing Tears....
ooh! wee!
I've gotsta gets
up and pee
it is the late night's
wee, wee!
i gotsta go and pee-e
can't hold it in
it about to
blow in thee wind
can't hold it back
its about to be
a late night
warm water attack
so grab it
by the swizzle stick
now home it up
and hold it in
till you reach
the late night
watering bin
your inner teeny, weeny
is calling out
to your
inner walls
can fight it
so, off you run
run Forrest run
can't let it out
can't give up
it about
to spray
allover the walls
with your eye
half way shout
your running
like a slow
moving
Three-Toed Sloth
lost in the dark
but you can't
stop now
no! don't give up
emiction is just
a step away
and now weeing
is a look of
satisfaction on your face
aka: lyricvixen
Friday, January 3, 2020
The fragrance of loneliness is spreading allover. Memories are like burnt wood.
It's burnt but it isn't ashes yet.
The promises are smashed.
And the forehead kisses are just a mirage.
You packed your stuff but you left your shadow along mine.
Ups or downs I won't own you neither you can't!
I found my lust in solitude
HOMICIDE
I shot him,
Blood allover the walls,
Night ain't real,
Scavengers poking his body,
Children screaming and panting,
Am numb,speechless and arrogant.
Silence is the environment,
Dark is the light,
Dead body still and not moving,
Anybody here is the question,
Scattered this and that,
Just a humble man that i killed.
Crime is not what i did,
But why i did it is the crime,
Hear everybody no races are better,
The man was respected,
Heard he had a daughter and son,
Why shot him?am mad,
No, I am and I don't regret.
Their race ain't superior like mine,
Am a prophet of God and he is a servant,
Stay still and do what i ask,
No more mercy,you understand,
You black snakes and chimpanzees,
Kneel for me and my master,
Or i shoot another man.
Press the sunlight- give me shine
Hold me by your corneas light,
Kiss me,kiss me, oh! Baby inside
Creazy ah! For your rosie sight.
Hahaha! This is the season I win
Smells are spreading allover away,
Touch me and give me-all your rain
Dance on the floor with shiny ray.
Come on! Cross all limit and epic
Sing with me and take a form,
Ride and ride, oh! Cross all logic
Give me light, tender heart and warm.
We'll be endless! Fly and fly
Laughs, hugs and win allside,
Blooming my hearts full of joy
Amazing love, oh! Baby inside.
Rajanigandha – came in pristine dreams
A gardener – so keen - evolved within
Wishes accompanied – eternal stream
‘Was waiting for her, with a Mandolin
She came like a breeze; in my distressed life
And her aroma made me feel delight
Her cute smile played magic – vanished all strife
She brought fountain of joy; my little sprite
She would unfold her petals in the night
Wait until dark when the full moon would come
She would enchant you by her beauty – white;
Spread love allover; make the bees - all hum
Rajanigandha – my dream would come true
Waiting and watching the firmament – blue
01.09.2016
I dare to write my first sonnet to gift it to my dear daughter on her eighth birthday.
On my bed, I lay,
Good old days on my mind
The bad past haunting me
He tip-toed into my bedroom.
My eyes stared at him, emptily
My blood pressure shot up
I wanted to scream for help
But, he put his index finger to his lips,
And urged me to be quiet.
He came closer
Clicked my stone-hard breasts,
I shrieked,
A wave of excitement ran down my spine.
He patted my forehead,
And blessed me beforehand
He ran his filthy hands
allover my thirteen year-old body.
I had agreed to maintain the silence.
So, I urged him on.
My left leg, he pushed northward
My right leg, he pushed southward.
He touched my cave,
And discovered a magic button.
He pressed it, and turned the lights on.
He pressed it and turned the lights off.
He ripped his jeans open
And pulled out his short stabbing spear
His spear forced its way into my cave
I was lowered into immense pain
I cried aloud, and he slapped me
Up and down, he jerked
His back arched
His toes curled
Ah, He gasped at last,
And fell on his right side, satisfied.
My crib was soaked in blood,
I was defiled;
But I wasn't!
I allowed it!
Let the Phone Ring June 15, 2013
I want you in the morning
I want you tonight
I want you with me every night
I want your body; you know it’s right
Kiss me tonight and every other
You’re my woman to discover
Show me the places I’ve never seen
You’re my vision, you know what I mean
Kiss me allover and do the thing
Kiss me all over, let the phone ring
I want you in the morning
I want you tonight night
Gerrard McGeachy
Language of birds I love
The salient words of the heart...
I want to speak tongue of birds
The very birds that fly free allover
Red birds that carry Valentine love
I want to know pulse of their oval heart
So I would know when they want
To fly distant mountains over
And cross seas vast and yonder
With gentle pinions that never tire:
Cruising deep into foreign hearts
With warm words of love
From lips of gorgeous birds
In lovely melody sung.
Love of paired birds
Sung musically in free verse.
Love that flows high in the air
Scented with pleasure of vast atmosphere.
Silent whisper of my heart to the bird over
Taught to the heart by that very bird.....
I love indeed the birds of the air,
I love to sail the winds above;
Where the spirit of freedom catches fire
Raised higher by the windstorms that gather
Blinding particles of dust and push the smoke up.
I love the love of lover birds
Speaking free language of birds
The very words of love.
more wine,
red candle light,
hot water, foam,
a gentle touch
there and there, yes…
allover
your body, naked,
steaming my eyes
and i feel you
under my skin, all over
in my flesh,
boiling in my veins
like this champagne
in this cup
with sexy leg,
more wine please,
a little more.
~teddy and the muse~
It looked as a monkey
With a huge bushy tail
It entered the office
Scarring brother Teddy
It scampered allover
Teddy offered it a banana
It screeched baring its teeth
I call it a muse for lack
Of a suitable or better name
It was a creature of the forest
Dark and very swift on its legs
Who visited teddy yes a muse
I call it a muse for teddy keeps
Churning out brilliant pieces
(for Teddy)
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