Dreams of human
running Video of hidden thoughts
no accompanying audio-
And when my body tires of me
I lie beneath a chestnut tree,
rolling among the broken burrs
where solid sleep rarely occurs
Waking up is the toughest part
when I've never slept to start.
I fear no place except the bed;
where pillows weigh upon my head
Memory foam gives no assistance;
insomnia thrives on resistance
It waits til eyes are almost closed,
never unconscious, then reloads
'Neath the tree is more appealing
than tracing welts upon my ceiling;
each one reflects a calloused lie,
the burrs tattooed on my naked eye
drilling dread into tomorrow night,
a future where there's no respite
This bed has worn me to the bone,
or have I worn its frame alone?
No dreams arrive; the lucid stays,
a consciousness that only strays
far from the tree l'm primed to be-
or not to be, ‘mid autumn debris.
# # #
I’m tired of the chestnut tree’s shade ~
being gentler than the bed I’ve made
Ahead straight, my agonist!
Neuron cells, explode!
Stab at fate and give a twist!
Lava, how you glowed...
Collaboration, my son...
Is this sure for thee?
Bullet, leap! Pour smoke, my gun!
Fine and fair and free!
Truth be told, I'm terrified?
Tiger, tall grass. Hide.
Pit viper, white ankle. Pride?
Surely woe betide...
Rain down, thought-spark! Sing, O song!
Life ahead, be long...
Inspiration, strike the gong!
Wargods, scuppernong.
Heavens, calm. O hell, burn low.
Heart within, thy lull.
Boneyard, battle, bane, below.
Baleful, brazen bull?
My glow is like a grasshopper.
Signalling to send!
Fireworks, grenades, wood chopper!
Death and Doom, make bend!
Set sail for the sun! Setting!
Shop keep in the cold!
Gambler, have you been betting?
Bell city, you tolled...
Vintage wine? O wraiths a-nine!
Service you rendered!
Salt of ocean, bring thy brine!
Optimist: occurred...
Verse 1)
Witches roam in cloaks of black,
Mixing potions out back.
Ghosts float in with shots of rum,
Skeletons bangin’ on a drum!
(Chorus)
Hey hey, shake them bones,
Rock that graveyard, rattle those tones!
Spin that broom and lose control,
We’re rockin’ with the undead soul!
(Verse 2)
Skeletons slide in two by two,
Clickin’ heels and tappin’ shoes.
Jack-o’-lanterns flash that grin,
The party’s wild come on in!
(Chorus)
Hey hey, shake them bones,
Rock that graveyard, rattle those tones!
Spin that broom and lose control,
We’re rockin’ with the undead soul!
(Bridge)
Broomsticks parked out by the door,
Vampires passed out on the floor.
Bartender laughs, “Just one more?”
Ain’t no night like this before!
(Chorus)
Hey hey, shake them bones,
Rock that graveyard, rattle those tones!
Spin that broom and lose control,
We’re rockin’ with the undead soul!
(Tag / Outro)
Now the clock strikes half past three,
Graveyard crowd still swingin’ free.
If you hear that ghostly moan
It’s just the sound of dancin’ bones!
Verse 1)
Time slipped through my fingers like sand in the breeze,
One day I was running, now I’m down on my knees.
Looking back at the laughter, the love, and the fights,
If I knew then what I know now, I’d have made it all right.
(Verse 2)
The world ain't the same, it's cold and unkind,
I search for my footsteps, but they're lost in time.
Friends turned to memories, love turned to dust,
I'm holding on tight, but the past is just rust.
(Chorus)
Falling down, but rising up,
Each moment’s a chance to fill my cup.
Wrapped in hope, I’ll find my way,
But Lord, I fear I’ll fade away.
(Verse 3)
The mirror don’t lie, shows the years on my face,
Lines full of lessons I can’t erase.
I walk through the echoes of voices long gone,
Wishing they’d tell me to keep holding on.
(Bridge)
Midnight moon whispers, "You ain't done yet,"
Got songs left to sing, got time to reset.
Though the road is rough and the nights are long,
I’ll carve out my story in one last song.
(Chorus – repeat)
Falling down, but rising up,
Each moment’s a chance to fill my cup.
Wrapped in hope, I’ll find my way,
But Lord, I fear I’ll fade away.
O audio, antennae.
Activate. Agonize.
O bad seed, thy bad penny.
Aim right between their eyes.
Dark fire, burn hot in my brain.
Through my veins break free.
Driver, time to go insane.
Straight into the sea.
Ring of fairies, thy best song.
Where do we belong?
Where the vibrations are strong!
Wargods, strike thy gong!
Wind atop the drear sheer cliff?
Do not dare to climb.
Charon Boatman, pole thy skiff!
Trifle, all of time...
Falcon, scream as victor!
Thy talons sharpen well!
Physician, thy rictor.
O heaven, send for hell.
Rain down on me, liquid light.
Languid as young love.
Harpy, sacred is thy flight!
Watch o'er from above!
Thought-flame, spark with vigor.
Synapses, goals to meet.
Flicker as you figure.
High holy is thy heat.
Ghast, gnash teeth and mighty fast.
Terrify thy foe.
Contender, to come in last?
Golem, time to go...
I Will Wait For You
Vs1.
I've been searching this long, lonesome time
To find the One who will forever be mine
Even though we haven't met
My heart is steady and my mind is set
To our future love, I'll stay true
Yess, I will wait for you.
Chorus:*
I'll be faithful, I'll be true
You're the only one for me and
I'm yours too
Even though my heart aches
And I want you every single day
I will wait for you
Vs2.
When you left to serve the country we both love
I cried and prayed for a sign from above
To tell me you would make it home
Or on foreign soil, die alone
But no signs say you'll make it through
But I'll pray everyday that you do...
And I will wait for you.
Chorus*
Vs.3.
She has always been there for me
She's been the glue to our family
All these years she's waited so patiently
Although I tried to stay, I had to go
God called me to my home
Like Him, she gave me a love I didn't earn
So now, darlin', it's my turn...
I will wait for you.
Chorus*
sound it out
let it be heard
to mute is so absurd
let's hear it out
not drawl on written word
mouthed in silent blurb
to no one who called out
A signal I have crossed the line
Driven in the wedge
Bumbled to the precipice
I'm teetering on the edge
I wish my thoughts were crafted
Or vetted in some way
Close the gap between intention
And the words I choose to say
I want to be articulate
Remove the crimson doubt
A whisper of 'I like you'
But instead I choose to shout
Hey ho, it's not the first time
Relationships have crashed
An innocent affection
Distorted, crushed or mashed
Can I just hold my hands up?
I know this is a drag
But I'd like to stall perception
And wave this small white flag
I sometimes know it's foolish
This thing my fingers start
As words just don't come easy
When connected to my heart
Towers and showers
You fall then you rise
Making love to the clouds
It's mundane you despise
Let's cut to the chase
Keep our words short today
I'm proud of this city
Perhaps 'nice one' you'd say
I think you are awesome
In the day or the night
As the faces peer up
Or peek out to the sight
Of industrious city
Laced with tramways and cars
With it's heroes and humour
Or it's battle strewn scars
On the surface you're hard
Always up for a fight
Dig deeper.. discover
A heartbeat, you might
Whether homeless or minted
Perhaps just passing through
Our Mancunian spirit
Is now running through you.
‘Maybe I could spend the night? Just to talk.’
she whispered; Marissa knew what to do;
Well maybe, she did like him; Probably;
Time to do more than mindlessly jaywalk;
For once there was no drama to cut through;
Home was this feeling, he fit perfectly;
Ryan had to stay he couldn’t just go;
This was unfamiliar, scary and new,
a tidal wave in her zen Newport sea;
Rocky was the new beat, the audio
O. C.
1.Audios include interaction with journalists.
2.Audios include conversations with government.
3.Audios include conversations with military personell.
4.Audios include conversations with the premier military head.
5.Audios include personal and governmental dealings.
6.Audios include interactions between the first family and extended families.
7.Audios may include conversations with serving judicial appointees.
9.Audios include engagements with foreign dignitaries.
10.Audios include directions / orders by personnel involved.
Note.Hopefully this release will bring betterment to Pakistan..
High time i did their studio voicing
To ignite a genuine rejoicing
Over verses dismissed like Virus
And by Sun Magaz The Mysterious,
Poet making out as The Deleterious.
For all he might seem Boisterous...
But Good Producers gasp for cash,
Here in Nigeria ‘dying to smash;’
Rare knocks at their doors for sought job,
Even as they bear he names like Bob,
Planning to it complete with Marley
Or if it’d trouble cause Barley…
Yet, Reader can The poet’s Voice pick
Theirs quite likelier for The Task click;
Wasn’t there A Dolly Parton’s song
A Whitney Houston’s gave Bigger throng?
Supari type thugs often use spy gadgets,audio bugs and hidden cameras to record audio and video.Spy gadgets are available in the shape of internet modem,usb device,mobile charger,energy saver,switch socket,Lcd,TV, trolley, Writing Pen,Ladies Purse,Suit Button,Hand watch,Head Cap,AC,Glasses,flower pot,cloth hanger and washroom mirror.Spy gadgets need electricity to work and that is why they are often attached with internet and telecommunication devices.
Spy gadgets are planted in the Lounge,home,office,guest house and hotel rooms.
Note.Grow up Dude no dues are Left...
I heard the wind on Mars
Like ours
And that blew me away
The same wolf
Howling
Out there
Roams
The rusted crust
Just as solitary
As his hunt
Here on Earth’s green hills
His wail longing for choirs
Searching the blue sunset on Mars
Same as the orange dusk of our own orb
Or upon any dark stone
Cast throughout the abyss
This
Will be our greatest human discovery.
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