Best 18Th Poems
Romanticize a scene
it falls in endless dreams
begin and then you see
that what it is is all it will ever be
crimson petals in a vase
lace curtains rise, open windows
open eyes
kisses soft
whispers cannot compete
of how delicate a moment is with you
leaves drop onto the ground
cold cobblestones
dusk drops upon us
melting on our tongues such is Autumn
until the second we must part
I'll hold you tight here in the dark
Happy 18th Birthday! Blessings and best wishes to Theo!
Happy 18th Birthday
By Michelle Morris
28/09/2023
Happy 18th Birthday
Time to sail to horizons new
There's a world out there waiting
Just to be with you
Filled with miracles and wonder
Blessed with experiences for your soul
Let your being enjoy these moments
Until you return back home
Happy, happy birthday, Theo
May the world become your oyster
May those horizons bring you closer
To your ultimate, magical destiny
© Michelle Morris, 2023
You're 18 today!
That's really great
I'm really excited
I really can't wait
I'll see you tonight
We'll have lots of fun
You suck my willy
And I'll smack your bum
I'll then get a rope
And tie you up tight
I'll take down my trousers
And give you a fright
I'll strip off your clothes
I won't get it wrong
And then we'll have sex
(It shouldn't take long)
It's going to be fun
And it'll happen today
And (if I'm lucky)
I won't have to pay.
Ten years passed Maa, you left this world leaving me alone
but still I feel your presence, your tender touch, quietly lying in bed, I moan.
Always you were concerned, who will take care of me in your absence
today none is there to worry for me, in their lives, I have no importance.
Still I find myself holding your coffin, sitting by your lifeless body, on that ill-fated day,
I touched your hands and feet, cold as ice, unable to come out of dismay.
A heavenly peace on your face, comfortably sleeping, from all worldly sufferings you were away.
I cried, but never could wake you up, couldn't believe your sweet face could ever decay.
Sometimes, at leisure when I look at the sky on a peaceful night,
Sitting in my 'Hanging Garden on a lonely night beneath the serene moonlight,
I can hear your melodious voice, the songs you sang for me
Those priceless moments we spent together, lying on our terrace amidst
Shiuli, Jasmine and Hasnahana tree.
I was a teenager, blooming to be a beautiful young girl, bidding my childhood adieu,
You were proud of my beauty and talents, I was lucky to inherit from you.
You dressed me up beautifully each time I celebrated my auspicious days
You made me feel I'm the most gorgeous girl, confident in your praise.
Our children were brought up in your love and care
You once again proved to be a great grandmother.
You taught them how to live life in faith and prayer
always been pious and a true God lover.
You are the best mother ever I have met, a blessing from above
A Godly image of sacrifice, benevolence and abundance of love.
I've ne'er seen a greater animal lover, flowing water of love from a ceaseless cascade.
I've seen you taking care of sick kith and kin in their last days
Forgiving the evil they unleashed on you, you nursed them with a smiling face.
I salute your virtue of forgiveness and the Spirit of caring for your enemies,
I believe you're enjoying with our Lord in Heaven
dwelling with angels and heavenly bodies!
This was written by my beloved late father for my debut 20 January 1991
B e always good and true in your undertaking; be always
L ady like in every ways and manners wherever you maybe; resist all
O dds and adversities that you may encounter in this life's journey in
S eeking happiness and fulfillment for these are the very essence of life; our dear
S aviour JESUS CHRIST hath lovingly imparted to us his flock that we may
O vercome all temptations and pitfalls that abound in this wide cruel world; but
M ost of all, offer yourself and your works and whatever will become of you to Him, our
divine creator LORD GOD.
Lovingly your's,
TATAY
A CLANDESTINE 18th CENTURY ROMANCE
What is the real story of Valentine's Day?
The ancient Romans may also be responsible for the name of our modern day of love. Emperor Claudius II executed two men — both named Valentine — on Feb. 14 of different years in the 3rd century A.D. Their martyrdom was honored by the Catholic Church with the celebration of St. Valentine's Day
SEBASTIAN
I love you Valentine, Yes I do, love you how? With my heart and soul and body, I love
You, Love you so, all the time, Valentine, I love you true, only you, love you now, do you
Think of me? I loved you then, tomorrow I will Love you more, all the time Valentine
Do you love me?
PENELOPE
So much then, now and always, my valentine, from the start,
Loved your heart, So many ways, dear valentine, but lest betrothed,
Cannot court you, this fate is ours, can’t you see, my father will
Disown me, love is me, love is you, together we will always be!
SEBASTIAN
Getting closer 12 more days, know your gentle face, know your heart and your voice,
Even your soul, I can’t wait, will ask your father, but asking you, will you Marry me,
Passion flowing through my being, Love is love, It is us, excitement mounting,
Heart is racing, so distracting, yet awakening, you’ll be mine, dear Valentine, We will
Lay together, two hearts will beat as one, think of you from sleep to sleep, until
We say I do, I will love you till the end of time, my darling dearest valentine.
Late night, at 12 they all had come...
full of surprises, it was fun!!
My face was actully full of cake,
by that time I was totally awake!!
My 18th birthday party will be memorable in life,
distinguished by cutting two cakes with a knife.
With chips and cakes spread all over the party,
The only time when mommy smiled when the carpet became dirty...
I thanked all my loving friends,
who had come all the way from the other ends!
I hope God could just repeat this day,
This was my 18th birthday!!
I wake up at 7:30 sharp, to
The static of my alarm clock
No discernable noise except for
My own voice whispering, "Today
is The Day."
I could crawl back into bed and pretend
Not to have heard; I could instead pretend
To fall back into my dreams. That way,
I can at least ignore the truth for another hour
Or more.
At some point, but not now, I will have to wake and
Tell you that I don't love you anymore, and hang
Up to the sound of you hating me. And what a shame,
Because you just
Couldn't wait to see me. At last, your Little Lottie will
Prove to be the traitor you never thought she'd be.
I hear the sound of morning, it sounds like daybreak mourning
For the
Promises I made that I can't bear to keep. I regret the day I ever
Said I swore never to leave. I toss and turn until finally, there's no
Doubt that I am awake. I tiptoe through my day as if on eggshells,
Flinching
When you call. I close my bedroom door, throw my pillow on the floor
Take a seat, and learn firsthand the language of goodbye. I stumble
Through my speech, hear you begging me. You don't understand
How I could
Even go through with such a thing. At your house, it must be World War III
But for the first time all day, I feel myself breathe. The weight of you just rolls
Straight off of me, and for the first time in weeks, I can fall fast asleep. And though
Your world
Just falls apart, I become eerily whole, as if I never needed you, not once, not at all.
No offense, but I'm just so relieved, because as of today, June 18th, I find
That I'll survive completely fine
Like fire burning sturdy wood, I won't
Waste your time or mine
While your mother slept I held you
Thanking God for her, and for you
And thanking God again and again
For everything make joy from pain.
...
My darling dearest daughter dream
If you could walk my linger stream
Awhile, and understand my ripple now
An old man under thoughts' full bough.
...
Seeds become flowers and flowers bring
Fruits again after the fair of fiddled spring
Dark clouds bring silver showers of rain
And swallows drunk with joy weave insane
Pictures on the eye. I watched you grow
Out of the mud of my nurturing, and I glow
In the shade with butterflies brimming me
With a rainbow of memories, O little tree!
You are transformed into a prayer today
A beautiful thing, God's purpose on display
And I love you more than you can tell
The best pat of us must defy all our hell
And cross that bridge on which you stand
Right now, a young woman with some sand
Still in the eyes of desire, but fruit laden
And longing to know the mysteries of heaven.
You are my chrysalis, and hope's budding wing
I can no longer hold you, I let go for you to sing
Because I cannot hold again this transition
This marvelous change edging my premonition.
You are the change that makes me beautiful
The love that fruiting in me feels so wonderful
And the butterflies and swallows here today
Celebrate your transition and your birthday.
...
So here under the bough of thoughts I bring
My knees to prayer suckling the sweet spring
Returning to the map that gave me direction
Through the years, and nurtured my affection.
...
O we tumbled words and passion making truth
Bound by self the old man and the bright youth
And swallows weave their patterns here still
And I leave you joyously to God's sweet will
T - Tacit, I remembered when she was innocent
E - Enjoyed playing with me, so dependent
R - Rare friend of mine, Tess, she's my best
E - Eighteen years of her life brought some to happiness
S - Stubborn sometime yet she's so fine
I - Intelligent they say so boys crawled to be on her way
T - Thin, curly, smartie, cutie and kind
A - All of these are characteristics of a friend I've found
H - Her presence I missed so much
A - As time passed, changes happened to both of us
G - Gosh, the juvenile best of friends turned into ladies
O - Open their minds to the reality that used to be their fantasies
S - Special girl of my life celebrates her special day of her life.
I know you're at that age where every man feels like they love you and can marry you
But take your time girl
I know you feel like a model on the red carpet and all eyes are on you
Everyone is applauding you
I know you feel like a celebrity walking to stage
And as you walk through the corridors,
Your fans..each one is dying to touch you
They're screaming your name..each one wants your attention
I know it feels like heaven
And How ever exciting it is
Baby don't get excited
I know, I know you're a blossoming flower
With a beautiful and irresistible fragrance
Drawing all bees to you
But baby I want you to be a rose
See its beautiful but it also has thorns
Guard yourself jealously
Do not allow to be plucked
Before your time is due
Yeah they will call you old fashioned
But baby
That's because their minds are stationed
And they don't think like the learned
Just don't mind the
Because baby its not fashionable for one to wear a cloth that's torn and has been used over and over again
You'll have it in on your closet
You might wear it sometimes
But it will NEVER be your favourite
Baby no man will want an over used woman
He might love you yeah but will never trust you or respect you
I know they say, people change and we have to put the past behind and
And with true love nothing matters
Blah blah blah
baby look at me!
don't listen to them
Because true love is beautiful when pure
Not when wounded and all used up..right?
Anything is beautiful when its pure and new
When used..the beauty fades
Honey, you're a rose flower
Loved and wanted by many
But once you wither..(once you wither)
No one will want you
Not even a child would want to play with you
Am not saying you should be perfect
I know that's not possible
All am saying is guard your flower
Oh! On my birthdate,
On my 18th birthday,
When I will be
Now an adult.
On my 18th birthday,
A house will I buy
And stock my cupboard
With lovely clothes and shoes.
Oh! On my 18th birthdate,
I will give gifts,
Millions of good gifts
To the poor beggars.
Oh! On my 18th birthday,
I will travel to space,
And eat on the moon,
With alien friends up there.
On my 18th birthday,
I will find myself,
A damsel
And get betrothed.
Oh on that date,
I will party, dance non-stop.
With the world president.
Oh my 18th birthday!
These was I thinking,
When I realized,
Its just the tomorrow
After the next tomorrow.
World is gypsy dot
Sickness present punishment
No healer is there
Medicines in naughty wombs
Savior on blessed secret pyres
Blind, deaf, dumb, lame gods
In empty buds of praying
Paths made of dead masks
Before the all gods deaths are
Legal sin's unholy child
For destined earth luck
Stories of lives bewildered
Termite fate world's blood
Water of pot the graveyard
Near of evening burning lamps
Naturally comes
Disasters of the tsunami
Now presaging
The unseen flood in world air
Bringing hell in hungriness
Now final signal
All in safe shelters to save
From mighty heinous
But food-less centers for lives
Painful more than epic deaths
Sun and moon
Preexistence of good lights
But covering by the earth
Preexistence of the dark
There's day, night
Lockdown Reign
By the govt to save all lives
But to implement the rules
Please perfectly ensure it-
'Door to door
Healthy foods and medicines
Delivery is precondition
Of Lockdown'
12.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
Colonies compressed
Tyranny their stress
Empires progress
Wealth by conquest
European dominance
Great Britain Spain France
Religion insurance
power the dance
Americas their settlement
unsettled through intent
Spain could not prevent
alike Britain lands went
French blockades and boats
aided break free hopes
As raids of history wrote
Tea they chucked from boats
Freedom justice for all
A land of all equal
This their global call
whilst slavery install
A land of dreams
and hopeful scenes
where slavery seems
to be unseen
Liberty for all came to be
this land sees all men equally
this land sees all men free
to black a land of slavery
On the 18th day of Nature
when the sky was burning blue,
we set out on our venture,
with a mystery or two.
We had maps and wondros
chartings,
we had sandwiches and tea,
we had lovey dovey partings,
said Goodbye till ten of three,
Then we gathered at the station,
and we set off on the track,
we discussed our situation ,
and we quickly went on back,
'Cause we all were scared
and sleepy,
and the night was coming on,
Since the forest looked so
creepy,
we decided to stay
home.