Best Undertaken Poems
Shortcuts are best suited to desktop on the computer,
Not intended for the average commuter.
You will always get cut short, if you try one from a plane,
And shortcuts from a train only ends in pain.
Your stay on a ship may be short, should you slip.
Cars don't normally fly, so don't even try.
One on a bike, could result in quite a hike.
A shortcut while running, is not very cunning.
Walking with a book, may change the way you look.
Shortcuts should not be undertaken by the average builder,
Not even for a guilder.
Any shortcuts with tools, is only for fools.
It could be your loss, if you take shortcuts to please the boss.
Trying them when you cook, will only make you crook.
Shortcuts while cutting up food, may not put you in the mood to eat that food.
And shortcuts when unwell, could find you down a well.
A shortcut when drinking, will set other's hearts to aching.
If you are looking for fun, don't take a shortcut with a gun.
Getting caught short makes shortcut a must, if you don't want to bust.
A shortcut from a map, will see no mishap.
Dogs and large cats in your way, makes a shortcut ok.
Avoiding a fight sometimes necessitates one, even excuses having to run.
Though my best advice, before you hit the wall,
Most shortcuts are no use at all.
Manage your time and your shortcuts will decline.
If reading this has made you late,
I take no responsibility for any shortcut, you care to contemplate.
You are the one
Who fell for me
Took me out on dates
Treated me out
Drove me around
always Fondled my hair
Drew me close
remember you gave me the first kiss
Felt me passionately under the moonlight
Told me mine was the scent
You adored
Impressed me with your wits
You are the one
Who one day
Proposed me
Said you'll take care of me
Of all my needs
Never desert me
Never hurt me
You are the one
To have asked my parents
For my hand
The consent given
We came closer
we jumped off boards for fun
all Well enjoyed time
You are the one
Who married me
Wedding vows were undertaken
Vowed to be together
Through thick or thin
You are the one
To take me home
And were always by my side
Life went on smoothly
Then came our baby
You went to work
Brought home toys
Played ,loved and hugged
The baby always
now you are the one
Who wishes
To live separately
To desert me for another
Changed the course of our lives
I'm still in a maze
What prompted you
Variety or status change
Whatever so
We have now drifted away
You are the one
Who now will ,sit and regret.
Calls of Humanity
Denial to live a full and free life,
Segregation on creed, colour black or white,
How much tolerance must have been,
A call for human dignity and end of strife,
As came the South African apartheid,
A blot on developing intellectual breed,
Women and children could not escape abuse,
Human rights were not getting any heed,
No jobs, no food, such was the plight,
Even most educated had a pitiable fight,
Imprisoned without trial in unsanitary conditions,
Most horrible was the inhumane sight,
Mandela took a lifetime struggle to rescue,
All false allegations were taken true,
Then first election of universal suffrage,
How the time turned, had a least clue,
Defiance campaign with nonviolent resistance,
task undertaken with strong persistence,
Pursued racial equality and other human rights,
dilemma of democracy was coexistence !!
Written March 15th, 2015
Rubaiyat "On South African apartheid"
For contest by Verlena
Awarded 1st place win
Now entered for Julia's Denial contest
Something further must be said.
Still, no more shall e'er be spoken
from dispassion's distant bed.
Something further must be said,
but undertaken by the dead,
vows of silence can't be broken.
Something further must be said,
still, no more shall e'er be spoken...
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July 18, 2015
Last night when I was watching the bright trail of the plane near so many stars,
I cried.
My time is hiding in the endless stretch of God's hand that holds us all together in its grip. Together!
"There's so much we went along together, and you left me."
Laughter can not stop, nor tears, nor time.
Exclamations that do not fit any of the pain or joy
remains etched in the memory of the gods.
Nothingness must have their own sense otherwise there would be nothing of our movements within our perception.
Changing your vision in a different environment images will not longer tied to one arm, which has undertaken to be our destiny.
Try to keep wasp in your hand and you will understand how important it is that we might become the wasps.
We welcome our escape in the greatest mystery of the origin of this farce.
Laughter can not stop nor tears nor time.
"Walls of this city must fall in honor of our gods!"
My friend takes the sword from his drawings and defend innocent busty women.
They promised him a night to remember when he will get out from the clenched fist using their depth.
Sighs from paradise opens door in which guards stand.
Dragons and pumas on the path of transformation. Oblivion?
"Do not come back! We will finish what we started! "
It's late. Clouds in aimless wandering and relief.
Feeling of exhaustion and laughter that can not stop, nor tears, nor even time.
God's hand grabbed us from the very beginning of our existence.
We were wrong in only one that we did not know to keep an endless pleasure.
So do not ever ask why the universe is infinite.
God is watching us all the time and can not stop laughing, and neither tears nor time.
Ley lines, greenery seasonal harvest stretching for miles
Such patience undertaken, combined with mans intelligence
Fatigue is soon expressed, witnessed by erratic crop lines
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Soon, so soon wishing for two years to pass
For the anointing to begin in loving celebration
Colourful, beautiful like a Church stained glass
Much more meaning than any previous vacation
Longing again with a wonderful bonnie lass
Lovely places seen before, again to be revisited
Journeys undertaken, soon both will be reliving
A joyous month now passes, their belief graced
Joined in loving celebration for their tomorrows
Looking back they glance, those two years faced
Unhappy pasts forgotten, also hurting sorrows
Soon, so soon more than them to be interlaced
Places never seen will be eyed by one anew
Learning, all they amidst, into their future living
.
You can't fool a dancer,
hard reverb coming at you like Prancer-
welcome-wagon interstellar like Lancer-
holy demon!
When did my steam stop?
Holly weedin'!
Where did you chop chop?
Heeeeeeeeeeeey! ! ! !
Welcome here...
Its home in the winter.
Heeeeeeeeeeeey! ! ! !
Dear Splinter,
it's a creep in the depths of the beat,
it's the 'I won'ts' in the Orgasms and weeps,
the liver turns into seed,
never forgets to breathe,
because the end will set us all free! ! !
Welcome here,
I have a reason to sound clear,
so don't drop out justifyin' why you're not-
flappin- flippin- rectifyin,'
or wearing any gear...
Heather bids to whither in winter with a sinner!
Dharma- bammered- donner's party at dinner!
Don-wan gets undertaken by the cowards of the crewman,
that's what happens off stage at an out-land!
Astounding as the crowd that attracts,
jumpin' jimmy's all around the facts,
people clambering over outdated nick-nacks,
elders not retiring because they know they put evil back,
William wondered of war over sea's with the remorse,
Donna sang to the serious on stage with the poor,
verdict was made to off set the players inundating us with words,
technology crashed the earth and left the economy for the birds.
I
First period each morning she meets their languid sighs
Their low moaning at new tasks to be undertaken
She must be upbeat, no matter her personal woes,
In her crisp, clean dress and comfortable walking shoes
She steps briskly around the room with encouraging
Words, smiles for the underprivileged girl so needy
A hint of special affection for a wayward lad
A hard taskmaster some former students have averred
True, indeed, she has high expectations, she demands
The highest quality of work from her young charges
Same she always brings to her overcrowded classroom
Where she allows no insult or bullying others.
II
She faces some difficult parents who seldom know
What transpires in the average classroom teachers' day
Threatening, browbeating, and some will even threaten
Throwing up angry hands in defeat, she never does.
She does what is necessary to help them succeed
Her main objective is moving her students forward.
III
Planning and improvising, then she will implement
She will go home to care for her waiting family--
Convincing, she will console, and likely she transports
She will cook, do cleaning, shopping, sometimes pays the bills
After the family is settled down, she begins
Her preparations for the next day in her classroom
And, a teacher does all of this on the lower end
Of the pay scale in most every school district I know.
Eminem Protege 2
Don't care what you think
I need Ten Shrinks an Ten Pens Full Of Ink
To Let my Inner Wisdom Tink
Colder Than Ten Penguins In A Rink
My Spirit Fitness & Physique at it's Peak
Adrenaline Obese
Extinguished to Concrete
Out the Pyramids Extinct
Into this Physical Dimension as A Sphinx
Face of a Beast of a Lynx
Idiot Beliefs placing limited reach
on my limitless fatigue
My Old Image Obsolete
I stole Potion from Ten Witches An Ten Wishes
from Ten Genies an Ancient Magicians
an Buried the lamps in the Ditches
while I summoned Ten Fighting Spirits
of Venegance as My Apprentices
I Opened my Sealed Syllabus
to Reveal my Ventriloquists
Just left Hells Kitchen with Skin Itching
with Skin Blisters open Skin Pigments
Stealing Lucifers Instruments
to Use them Against Him
To appear as Glitches
against the System
I cook Hot Meals with Mittens
an make him taste the Illness
I'm Inventing
But only an Sample for Interest
for His Taste Senses
cause Hells angels can Sensor the Sizzling
I'm Fly like Ten Twin Pigeons
with Eagles Precision
I'm a Scientist but I ain't writing Science Fiction
with Knowledge that would leave Einstein Winded
I been Fighting for Living
100 percent Percentage
an no less than a Percent difference
Still Power in my Engine
to keep the Ignition Driven
You can't Compare to these Rare Characteristics
the Judgements from your Conscious
is InTolerant to my Unresponsive
Mental Doctrines
Im use to Antagonist
Real Hebrew who's a Zionist
False Prophets who Diabolic an Jewish
Judaism Created with Iron Fist
in A Luciferian Science
of Enlightenment
Jewish Hybrids Of Pirates
Stolen Israels Environment
I ain't Racist
Just apart of a Nation
Created
Created Generations to Generations
Heritage Invaded
an Culture Undertaken
Perpetrated
by The Synagogue of Satanist
my fire been Penetrated
the fire in the eye of the Tiger formulated
stripes on the tiger Blazing
I'm Judahs Inspiration
an Judas Envy Craving
But I'm not Babylons Patriot
Bablyonion Doom Waiting
Doomsday
when the Moon Change
The Wolf Rage
Waging Spiritual Shade
against Ravenous Wolves in Sheeps Wools
is Game
Sharpened Tools
my Sword is Shaped
Cut open the Wolves
an Bathe in the Pool
of Blood til It's Drained
I'm a Prophet in the Apocalypse
Looking forward to the holiday of a lifetime,
Destination never before ever undertaken,
A very scary journey for me, I can only imagine being,
As a first time traveler across the world,
From my cold homeland of England,
To flying high, into the brilliant bright blue sky,
Looking out as the fluffy clouds float by,
Bound for sun, sea and glorious sand,
Majorca Island here I come, that’s my plan,
Suitcase is packed, passport at the ready,
At my age, my world never expected,
My whole life through, a dream to come true,
What will I do? My desire! First thing, I’ll do,
Take a very large drink then taste in the view,
Enjoying and fun, or taking the plunge,
Swimming or diving, a boat ride to islands,
Or just sunbathing not burning,
But thinking more drinking, some more eating,
And a lot of entertaining,
Having a wonderful time,
Or just standing a while,
Experiencing the different lifestyle and culture,
Of the Spanish people.
Then very sadly flying back.
Reminiscing for the rest of my life,
And saying “I did that” Wish I was there once again.
So watch out for me! Because here I come.
You indicated I don’t listen.
I respectfully disagree.
I hear you.
I just don’t like what you have to say.
Pretending to ignore you takes tremendous effort.
Quick to dismiss
that which emanates from a source
other than your own lips –
and it’s not like you’re the only one who likes to hear himself talk.
Trying to sleep
never should be undertaken.
That’s why we fall asleep.
There’s no effort.
Fall’s inevitable.
There’s a season for everything.
But this one’s
short lived
and seemingly doesn’t come as often as it used to
before global warming and other major concerns
evidently.
… thinking about our earlier discussion
makes me wish I lacked lips
and that the cliché about going in
one ear and out the other was more
literal than figurative.
I figure eventually this noise will
QUIET DOWN!
so that trying morphs
to falling
and dreamless sleep supplants
the constant drone of something
terribly wrong.
Panic attacks that
neverend
or seemingly seem so
prior to this pillow talk –
a case for a better
container:
containment is key.
It turns out
that my point of entry
always my biggest nightmare.
Big is such a small word.
I wish it was more attentive
of its status as an anomaly –
just a monosyllabic
monstrosity of awfulness.
B-I-G
A word so tiny
even toddlers
master its annunciation.
BIG!
From that which is so small.
If I said I forgave you
it would be nothing but a lie
but you would not apologize
anyway.
So all this talk is trash.
Be the big one.
Say you’re sorry.
Just refuse for another
Pronouncement
of lackluster
underachievement.
My comfort zone.
I’m sorry.
Yet again.
your voice, my opus
a voyage undertaken
musical tones
19/05/2011... 13:33
Till the end
Further and further i will walk; till the end
Higher and higher i will climb; till the end
In the absence of meaning i will walk; till the end
I will climb with my faith in my grasp; till the end
An endless journey i have undertaken
With the thought of eternity in mind
My eyes set on the image of glory
In complete chaos with peace within
21 May 2014
Form:
Anomaly Prodigy
Date: Thu, Nov 5 2015 at 2:33 AM
I see some still stuck in the "Matrix"
Meanwhile I'm still up against "Agents"
Zion fully ain't "Awakened"
While Zion waiting for the "Awakening"
Biblical "Prophecies" in "Revelations"
I'm the "Anomaly" "Prodigy" with a "Destination"
My "Philosophy" of another "Generation"
My "Oddity" keeps me "Separated"
This "Democracy" is "Monopoly" Orchestrated
It's "Poverty" "Economically" "Frustrations"
Founding Fathers was "Freemasons"
They not my Father I'm from Another "Nation"
I'm a Real American I'm talking "Natives"
Ancestors Swayed on "Slave ships"
Israelites I'm from the Line of "Jacob"
Best of both Tribes in me "Created"
It's a reason why we still "Segregated"
I can't March or Protest cause I would want "Confrontation"
It's only one way out the "Mazes"
My Heritage been "Undertaken"
You know how many Tribes with Semetic "Languages"?
About 1,500 to 2,000 "Estimated"
I got different Genetics in me "Formulated"
My "Occupation" is kind of "Complicated"
Can't fall for these lies "Indoctrinated"
Can't Brainwash a Brain that's washed from the "Intoxications"
I see why my Father named me "Elevation"
Imagine if i stayed in school an used the "Education"
Caught on to the game of the "Patriots"
Would of "Infiltrated" the Congress "Legislative"
I'm just a Speaker for the House a "Representative"
I ain't "Racist" but a Journalist on a "Expedition"
Just to show my people the "Exposition"
I still look through the blurred lines an see a "Vision"
I see lies in "Religion"
I'm not "Religious" just in the True God "Image"
With God "Spirit"
God "Fearing"
Matter, Atoms, Melanin, Universe "Pigment"
I'm not "Egotistic" or "Egocentric"
But my Swag thou be Ego "Trippin"
Fly alone with a Eagles "Wisdom"
I see followers in a high "Percentage"
Well I'm a Leader with a big "Difference"
I'm a god on Earth in a Spiritual "Ascension"
I got alot to say until the times "Given"
Alot of Reports fine "Printed"
One day they'll "Listen"