Best Adorer Poems
Don't make yourself smaller
Determine: walk taller
Be a friendship adorer
A - phone your mates - caller
Don't squirrel away
All your treasures each day
Your wonderful existence
You light-up with your essence
There is love all around you
You don't see it but we do
Your spine, it should straighten
We can't bottle or patent
All this fabulous You-ness
Let's be honest it's priceless
So big shout to you, beauty
You're a loveable cutie
Not just in your reflection
It's our inside detection
That we honour and clap for
From you, couldn't ask more
Be bold and courageous
In your kindness outrageous
You are generous-gifted
As our spirits are lifted
While we breathe in your presence
With your joy effervescence
So, wherever you started
You've ended big-hearted
And your height not in inches
So impressiveness clinches
In each lovely encounter
Say "we like you" 'cos we're bound t'
SS
29th September 2023
Bride by Saiful Haq
Flowers odorizing her gown,
Gloomily shrouded Deepdown,
Mirrors fervoursly placed against her,
Beautifying her for her adorer.
Homage being paid by the trumpet player,
The Bride looks so much gayer,
Fantanising the world as a mere illusion,
As she expects her marriage procession.
Her steps are heavy and mesmerised by all,
As she makes her way towards marriage hall ,
Drops of tears climb her down,
Parents and relatives all breakdown.
Recollecting her mother's homemade,
Cries ; she wants to evade,
Looking back at her doll house,
She leaves her house even more aroused.
© Saif Ul Haq 2014
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Fear often calls my name
Murmuring doubts
Darkness and shame
Motioning to my heart
Dread that silences with blame
Where can I go…
To my Savior, I proclaim…
Fear is like a black horror
Angry and bitter
Lamenting like a deplorer
Silencing the hope
Dimming dreams of the adorer
Filling hearts with clouds…
Soon, God will restore her…
Fear falls on the mind
Assaulting it with uncertainties
It has surely maligned
The joy that comes from confidence
Abiding on the kind
Who believe with all their hearts
Love is designed…
To bring light to the darkness…
Restore and remind…
That fear is in the past
Where God has defined
Love as His pen…
Writing on the walls of the soul… making hearts whole!
Isaiah 41:10 (KJV) Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.
Here are the wheat spikes-
In the first dawn joyful hours;
Loosen her braids while
Dew slips above her neck,
Roaming up and down,
Approaching slightly
As a nightingale song,
Or as adorer towards
Those golden homes
Here are the wheat spikes
In the first dawn joyful hours;
Loosen braids
Like a charming breezes,
So why - as a gloomy cloud
My heart withers?
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
And when my night ended
In your tun's night!
I filled pulsating with
your voice' fragrance,
as the wine filled in mug.
One auspicious morning warned me of nakedness
I felt, what actually is ‘bareness’!
Our bodies are all covered
But mind? It is blocked, corrupted ever,
Nude, selfish, artificial, ruler!
Since we grasp a flower,
We smell it, also we do admire,
She dries up and soon we forget her.
Its nature, peculiar human nature,
Who calculates profit and benefits ever.
I brought some tulips, as red as blood….
It reminds me I am alive,
Fills me up with charming odor.
I blow my head towards them,
As they blow with the air.
I try to listen what they whisper,
Soon they become my palls;
I love them, talk to them,
I share them all, as nobody else is there;
I try to serve them with utmost care,
See, they are alive, so haunting is that glare!
Slowly days pass, the tulips turn fade,
I serve them with my heart to keep them straight.
I loose my companion and I also become pale,
I cannot isolate myself as we were tied together,
As the cells of garlic is tied one with the other.
The petals fell out from the bundle,
Air blows them around me in a circle,
I dissolve my existent into those red bloods,
Dried hard, still so true, so real heart.
Selfless, unpretending, forever adorer.
We are the women..
Who full of life,
pluvial in attendance,
Fresheners in sweetness,
Tranquil decorated with flowers,
Spilling like spring,
Gleeful, like the wind
Flavored by the seasonings love,
Wavey, glowing on the sands of desire,
Adorer, lover, raring to love that never
'broken nor unfulfilled'
Flirting under fabrics texts and above!
,
So let him come to us
The one who is collecting the sea
In our evening silk..! !
Oh, Pandora
I adore ya
Won't you come an see;
I will care for you;
Honor and adore you;
Your beautiful
Oh, Oh, oh Pandora;
Majestically we will be;
there's a honor, with no drama;
You were meant for me, could it be;
That I love you so;
Could it be
We were meant for me, Oh;
Could it be
I don't just know, all I know is that you're lovely;
so lovely, so lovely
I love her...
Pandora
Majestically we will be
There's a honor with no drama;
You were meant for me;
Could it be
That I love you so
Could it be;
We were meant to be, Oh
Could it be;
I don't just know, all I know is that you're lovely, so lovely
lovely so lovely
Pandora
I love her so
Spanish verse 2.
Oh, Pandora
Te adora ya;
No viene in vere;
Se cuidan
Honrar y adorer
Eres precioso
Oh, oh, Pandora
Majestuosamente estaremos;
Es in honor, no hay drama;
Singificaron para mi;
Podia ser de
Que te amo asi Podia ser de
Nosotros estabamos destinados a ser, Oh
Podia ser de
No se, todo lo que se es
que eres encantador tan encantador, tan encantador
La quiero...
Pandora
majestuosamente estaremos;
Es in honor,
no hay drama
Significaron para mi;
Podia ser de
Que te amo asi
Podia ser de
Nosotros estabamos
destinados a ser, Oh podia ser de
No se, todo lo que se es
que eres encantador tan encantador, tan encantador
La quier...
Pandora
08/17/17
Written words & Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr.
For the shark
A verse wanton of many an eternity
A story told-
weak, strong, slumbering, bold-
A man
A shark
Elusive concubine of the dark-
Adorer of the ancient
devastating ocean,
Scrutinizing humans repel your potion-
Alone-
You
and your lover swims away
In her world of watery abyss
you join
your heart-
she will never betray.
Inspired by Isidor Ducasse (Comte De Lautreamont).
A. Green
Oh, place me in the garden where the flowers come to life
Let me feel the sunshine and your love that helps me grow
Hold me gently when you touch me, my weary petals thrive
Water me with nourishment, your love that’s there to show
I’ll grow for you, I’ll bloom away, I’ll be your favorite flower
The colors of my personality will show eternally for you
My caretaker, my fond adorer, the nourishing one with power
I’ll always grow and come alive because of everything you do
Sung in perfect harmony
to express the way
her appreciation in song
expressions and directions
curved to music
crooned to song
a tenor's rendition
of a baritones affair
she stopped to smooth-out her hair
a glare to the crowd
she smirked than moved closer
only to see who she had sought to see
she sang to him
some said he would be invisible
she seduced him to coax him to her
she repositioned her world
to make him understand
wast then must we be?
lovers he smiled looking towards her
lover's,
without your husbands distraction
might we be lover's.
she smiled and answered no.
than spoke of men wanting more than they could have.
she kissed him and told him
no, and left him there wanting someone who refused him.
the soprano's heard this and sung to calm his tensions
"love is for lovers: those who look upon lovers are observers'
he sang, his observations were than wasted, might she allow her
subordinates to replace her?
one songstress stood to answer, than loved he would be,
that she would now serenade him.
from the cruelness of the songstress,
a woman rises to make perfect a night he thought had been wasted.
then might you again believe in love
that I might love you,
believe in me thru my song.
believe in me throught my song!
Should my being alone
Turn loneliness?
Is it wrong
Even if aloneness
Turns loneliness?
Isn't each moment of aloneness
A treasure?
Isn’t each loneliness
A challenge-filled world in itself…?
Does a primrose suffer darkness?
Has a lotus got averseness of mud?
Doesn't a cactus enjoy the desert?
Don’t wild flowers take pleasure
In blooming midst harshness…?
Turtles, whales,
Leopards, bears,
Jaguars, Pandas,
And Orangutans
Enjoy being alone than in crowds...
Love your being alone
And feeling lonely...
Best of arts and grafts,
History is a witness,
Have born out of
Being alone and
Feeling lonely...
The only person
I feel free to love
During my loneliness
Is my very self.
I become my friend.
I become my lover.
I become my admirer.
I become my adorer.
I become my art.
I become my craft.
I become my pot and potter.
I become my creation and creator…
I plunge into action
Like an adventurer.
I am being born
Or rather I take birth
As an art, artist;
Sculpture, sculptor;
Music, musician;
Poem, poet...
Do not be depressed, hence,
Or become downcast
When the crowds fail
Applauding you…
Get out!
Get away!
Enjoy being alone;
Being lonely...
09 October 2022
His tainted maiden I be,
Not king nor gentleman
But the Mafioso
His tales travelled wide
Terror and fear
In name of respect he owns
In his heart a rot grows
Into a drunken forest
Of hatred, lust and power
With the virility of a demon.
I saw in his dark visage,
God in form of man...
Seeking to invade his vehemence
To be a lost tale
Adorer, concubine, slave
Or his only woman
His sins soon carved a tempest
From the miseries of mystery
He bellows "run away".
In the eye of the storm
I drop to my knees
With folded hands and crumpled will
I beg of him,
Take me tonight
Drown me in a sea of your ecstasy
Or Kill me tonight
In the plain white moonlight
"shoot me"
My dying heartbeat
Before you triggered me dead
Will always echo in your ears,
My last stare
Will follow you everywhere
and cannot escape it,
My last breath
On your venomous lips
Will remain like an indelible scent
And your child,
I shall carry in my womb
To my shallow grave...