Landfills filling to the brim on the regular
fast fashion flying by rising up the temperature
Few people straying, staying loyal to the brand
Equipping only cloth from the local hand
Quality over quantity I'm chic with it
Sourcing things with ethicality sweaters hand knit
See I'm mink on mink, catch him doubling the fur
Put my chain under the sink 'cause I'm doubling the brrr
This eternal fight will end one day
Before mother nature will have to pay
Cocoa kissed delight on a floral china plate.
Haute couture, or a humble local bake?
On velvet mauve, the table set
Cherries glazed, maraschino duet
Overflowing sauce, the doily collects
Layer on layer of cocoa kissed bake, made perfect
Aromatic bliss, a taste none should miss
The velvety ganache of roses, sit atop
Eat me fast, the silent call won’t stop
Cup of coffee the perfect partner
At high tea a sinful starter.
Kudos to this temptation in brown
Euphoria and drool it spreads around.
Dying Young Lyrics by Eileen Manassian
I’m afraid of dying young
Of leaving things yet undone
I’m afraid I’ll leave this place
Yet not leave a single trace
I’m afraid I haven’t said
All that lives inside my head
I’m afraid I’ll disappear
And no one will hold me dear.
chorus
I’m afraid I’ve yet to touch ,The hearts of those I love so much
I’m afraid I’ll never see, Who it is I’m meant to be
I’m afraid, for can’t you see?, Not much time is left for me.
I’m afraid, oh, I’m afraid
Instrumental
Soon I’ll lie silent in my grave…
With my stories yet untold
With my dreams yet to unfold
With my songs yet unsung
With my words yet on my tongue
With my passion tucked away
With no more prayers left to pray
I’m afraid……
chorus
I’m afraid I’ve yet to touch ,The hearts of those I love so much
I’m afraid I’ll never see, Who it is I’m meant to be
I’m afraid, for can’t you see?, Not much time is left for me.
I’m afraid, oh, I’m afraid
Afraid
(Afraid)
Afraid
(Afraid)
Afraid
A prose poem based on Copotronic love (Scifie)
by Tamanna Ferdous
One day, I was all prepared to test him about his IQ.
After testing him with different questions in general knowledge,
I read him from an antique Bengali poet, Jibanananda Das.
"The resting place placed the restful here
Never certain if the restful is resting here, though.”
Then I asked his opinion about these two lines.
He informed me," A humane quotation with an outlier in deeper introspection."
When he was showed an art piece of Paul Gaugin,
of a polynatian girl,
he tried to perceive the art from different angles and then said,
“A deformed body had a strange reason to occupy the usage of all the colors
used otherwise irregularly.”
The valuation of paul gauguin and the remark,
it was too difficult to control a wild laughter.
After a while I stopped my loud amusement and asked him.
What was I doing?”
“You were laughing.”
“What is laughing?”
“A physical procedure devoid of meaningfulness.”
“Please try to laugh!”
He followed up with a mechanical noisy aptitude, sensible.
Prometheus, he was a machine!
Oh don’t bury courtesy
on the political Prairie.
Where politicians rant
And tell words I can’t;
Say in a crowd
or even whisper out loud.
Oh bury courtesy not on the political Prairie.
Where the politicians howl
and untruths flow free.
Oh bury courtesy not!
These words came loud and pleading
from many citizenry.
But they took no heed
those politicians breed;
And they buried courtesy,
on the political Prairie.
Wish there was a petition
for books we want
to turn into a movie
if the movie producers
actually listened to us
that'd be sooo groovy!
I, a window-flower,
and he, a winter breeze,
carrying along the birds,
the butterflies, and bees
Quiet strength's my power
putting chipmunks at ease--
munching seeds, without words
looking at me, to tease
Thinking I did cower--
--the day-- I did not seize
the breeze went with cow herds
(forsook for milk and cheese!!)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You're A Flower In My Garden" Poetry Contest by Tania Kitchin
--meets--
"Wind and Window Flower" by Robert Frost
another martyr
wonder who will be the next
one more life taken
he went through pure hell
dictator leadership
a sad price to pay
have been hanging on
fingertip will slip and slip
caste into the past
he wants to consume
dictator alligator
swallows each mouthful
hurt goes on and on
there is no relief in sight
life full of much pain
who will be scapegoat
are able to pin rap on
give them all the blame
ship started sinking
life disappeared into space
now no longer here
This is based on current news.
Brushing teeth in school,to be like a golden rule,
Cutting back on a shuggery meal
Seems quite the lead; by touch and feel
Yet its quite ok to add, to their water (not a fad)
Around thirty three things? or more, from God knows what store?
Also injecting experimental drugs, from some mad alien thugs
Watching bloody wars, is part of life for them now raw'
Trangender also a big thing, its merits 'they must sing' so its
All good, and clear and fine, if you will just abdicate the mind?
Let an ideology run wild, takeing over every child.'
With (a i ) to follow life even more, i wonder why my heads
So sore? Yet i'm also sure; thats what is best.! is a human scale
We all need to face lifes usual gales, yet no more blasts of
Such reckless social change, from the no doubt insular.!
And of Minds deranged.'
Did you see air
Fragrance,
And gravity?
Can you claim to see
Love, hate
And disloyalty?
Did you see the path
On which sounds and
Magnetic signals travel?
Do you brave enough to declare that
Running electricity in cables
Chargee in batteries
All seen or unseen things etc.
Are present in the world?
Now reply
Without hesitation
Aren't I (God) ?
Just give me a frozen river
So I could skate away
Then give me a minute more
Tell you how I feel today
I live here in a verdant land
We never do see snow
So I'll make a lot of money
Then to another place I'll go
I want to see the snow in Winter
See the bright clothes people wear
Join the fun of Halloween
Have kids give me a scare
I had a man I thought I loved
I know he loved me more
But when he got to know me well
He near flew out the door
I now have lost a lover who
Was gonna worship me
Put it down to bad behaviour
And undue jealousy
So if I could find that frozen river
Skate with sorrow in my heart
Maybe find him once again
And make a brand new start
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The slow change of seasons.
Fresh morning air. Evening mist.
A cure for pains, emotions,
And guilt carried always -
The very thing, a bargain pack
Of plain forgetfulness.
Styles of despair, hope, trust,
Your favourite shades of love,
The colours that cannot clash
With what’s already done.
A guide with lavish illustrations
On understanding everyone.
Fresh and flavourful organic strawberries
Ground with the berries of our hearts,
Do blend with majestic creams
To celebrate this sweat-pouring afternoon
With a nice dish which feasts tongues.
This dessert is both life-giving and life-threatening;
She strengthens our heartbeats
While touching our taste buds;
And kills our precious lives
When she reaches only our eyeballs.
She is the landlady across seas and lands
For the children of sweet minds and tides;
Everytime I curate an icy day,
I believe in the right culinary recipes of her way
To carefully craft each scoop with her gorgeous grace.
few the words
To so tell her
I shall tell her
In few words
O' that I love her
If those words
So few the words
Yet much said
to her heart
So I said
I love you so
Midst daylight gatherings
So few the words
Bonding affairs agape- I copy
The souls coils biblical cord
Attached love
Behold shall I say
If you want love
God's daughter
So few the words
Every song God's daughter
Tells of her
I love her, so few the words
For the words angels, Sing!
Her spirit brings forth spring
Few the words
3/5/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
I remember as
if it was yesterday,
my first
A MAN'S NIGHT,
me...
IN THE TIMES OF
BRILLANTINE,
was with
A STRANGER
AT NIGHT...
I fell in love with:
A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN !
I don't remember her
beautiful name...
LOLITA,
CLEOPÁTRA,
BARBERELLA,
OR
SIMPLY MARY...
I just know it was
LOVE AT THE FIRST BITE!
I loved it so much that I even thought,
A LIFETIME LOVE,
but it wasn't... it was
FANTASY...THE BIGGEST
EARTH SHOW...!
later, soon after,
GOODBYE TO ILLUSIONS...
Today in these perplexed
MODERN TIMES
I can still remember
with love
first time...it was good
and I didn't even know that
My first love
it was just
THE GOODBYE GIRL...!
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