Blay Poems | Examples


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The Rose and the Blay

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Like the last rose of summer, you carried me away 
Like the last rose of summer on the road to yesterday 
Awake and smell the roses ever gently you did say, 
For every heart awakens when the roses bloom in May   
Yes, every heart awakens, when the roses bloom in May  
Like the last rose of summer, you carried me away 
as she blooms into a slumber on the road to yesterday 

By the river you swim proudly on the current of His love 2x 
Like the last rose of summer, you slowly swim away  
Like the last rose in slumber, you a tiny water blay 
Awakened by the essence of a Mystic sweet sashay 
you enter into presence as you rise upon the quay. 
Like the last rose of summer beneath God's blessed ray   
you live your days of summer, then you finally drift away. 3x

Meaning of Blay: A Small European Fish

Lyrics by: Mystic Rose

Premium Member I Demand Some Tv Commercials

Toy and cereal advertisers must be going zany these days, and I do know.
When I was a child there were twenty-two commercials to every thirty-minute TV show.

Watching the TV commercials was the cost of watching TV, right, Jim?
These days no one watches commercials, choosing to fast forward through them.

How does your child know what doll to buy or what to wear on their knees?
How does your son or granddaughter know which blay-blades he or she needs?

There is a commercial deficit in power, and I, for one, am pretty angry about it.
I don’t know which cereal to eat for Pete’s Sakes, so I guess I’ll throw a giant caniption fit.

Seriously, Moms, Dads, boys, girls, and gentlefolks, let’s march on Washington for something worthwhile.
We’ve marched for a lot less.  Hey! We want MANDATORY TV commercials, and we want
Them in style!

Pick up that banner, woman.
Follow me!

Golgotha

#Golgotha
Is it true that all humans will die?
If yes, then why do we still cry?
I once saw a ghost fly
It flew far away into the sky

All I heard it say was good bye
Till when will our tears dry?
We sometimes wish we knew why
Why death feels no pain or even shy
                          
Death has become the order of the day
It attacks from all angles and everyone is a prey
It informs not, and listens not to what you say
Its always on time and there is never a delay

If it has a remote control, we will stop and never play
It cuts across all living things including a Blay
O' God listen to us as we kneel and pray

By: Isaac Asante
©2018


Premium Member Founding Fathers

You have done quite
An excellent job
The day of rewarding will come 
When all the records will be played
To the future generation
For fulfilling your pledge
To the people of this generation
You gave us inspiration
In you did we get our motivation
We come together as a nation
Even though we were just a people
We went astray
But look at us today
A lost people without a leader
But you brought us together
And gave us hope for the future
The source of every smoke
Is the fire
And a pleasant smell
From a flower
You liberated us and made us stronger
God bless you George Grant, RS Blay and Osagyfo Dr. Kwame Nkrumah
Even though your foes
Undermine the fact that
You are a symbol of change
You are our new destiny
We will still live your legacy
You are men of integrity
We now have a dream
We have a theme
No matter what they say
We can now see the way
Like martin Luther king 
Racism do not mean a thing
You fought for that which is right
So we can now see the light

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