Nobody reaches to lord until leaving the rest
Tresaure of heart can't be opened until it is the pure cleanest
Extract the mundane from the tongue so Lord manifests
Until it is flourished, Sultan will not settle to palace
Perceivers of the secret of dying before death
Have seen judgement day before the trumpet blowed
Face of Lord's house has been circumamblated by lovers
Without house of Mamur at the sky and Kaaba at the earth
Shemsi burns continously at a strange sorrow
Wants to content Lord without being hated by public
Written By Shemseddini Sivasi
Translation Onur Ünlü
Leaf got cried,
On moving apart.
The pain wandered
Inside a Lil heart.
The living trend,
Lasting for long
Blowed the wind
Asking the will along!
To separate heartily
Relations on a bid!
Aparting soul merrily!
Getting a silent rid!
The determine lasts
One the only will,
Before moments pass,
Earlier to be shrinked!
Asking for a heart
Emotions let filled!
One with fond arts
Living love still!
Young Heather found a feather
one day in some cold weather;
just there, right there, on the road
landed, where the wind had blowed.
“My wooly hat it’s plain and pink
I’ll put the feather in, I think.”
young Heather thought as she bent down;
"It’ll turn my hat into a crown."
A dove whose feather had mislaid,
observed from window, as this maid,
with feather, turned from awkward girl
to princess, who would make heads swirl!
they came, they stayed,
they built these walls,
they built this hall,
with wood, with rocks,
flowers bloomed, leaves shedded,
spring came, seeds spreaded,
two to many,
they blowed,
with west winds, with east tides,
they've lived, they've died,
under that roof down by riverside,
I've seen many flowers bloom since then,
they've all withered now,
those pillars have fallen,
these walls have crumbled,
only I stand,
only I grow,
only I remember,
those flowers down below.
Time, passing me by
Yesterday's my reason why
No longer I try
Passing me by like
yesterday's smile
Done walked that mile
Demanding I give her my heart
But with hers she'll never part
Way it goes
Everybody knows
Yesterday's smile won't carry me that far
that seems about par
What can you do
Stepping on past that color blue
Before you can make me weep
My heart I will keep
Don't need your I love you
No word is true
So I keep on a walking
Leaving you a talking
Life done showed
All love is blowed
Can't let that seed be sowed
When the heart breaks
That's all it takes
I got taken to school
And that's cool
Learned I could stand on my own
Don't want your love shown
Maybe I've grown
All I need is me
I have come to see
Now that makes me free
Roses wilted and rottened.
Deadly silence broken by heavy rains.
A lonely grave in the graveyard,
Waited for a rose.
Winds blowed, and skies changed.,
From blue to grey,
It rained and snowed.
A lonely grave in the graveyard
Waited for an old friend to come.
Hollow sounds,
Frosty breeze.
Every breath,
A glimpse of distant hope.
Perhaps, the time has come,
For an old friend to visit,
For a warm hand to fondle the soil.
Perhaps, they'd leave a rose.
A lonely grave in the graveyard,
waited.
But no more.
Through Chasms of Cliff
None tried to climb on Cliff
of rocky hill too steep.
The peak left abandoned.
Stones are stable unturned.
Coarse rough rigid rock.
All around stubborn block.
Gentle breeze blowed in gay.
Sun greeting with bright ray.
Feral glossy grasses
All wild in green masses.
Monotony knew no bound.
Silence perfect profound.
Solitude all around
Neither noise nor sound.
Melted heart of mountain.
Through Chasms oozed fountain.
Mountain now in pleasure
Got fountain as treasure.
01/25/22
C- Form Couplet
Contest by La Constance France
[Inspired by ‘Stating The Obvious’
Contest but doesn’t meet the spec]
Millionaire, Bartholomew Fairfax
Admitted today, he ‘forgot’ to pay tax
Goodness gracious, well I never
Knock me over with a feather
Who’d have thought it
Pull the other one
And this from his latest press release
The girl on his arm was not his niece
You’re kidding, no way
No sh1t Sherlock, you don’t say
Tell me something I don’t know
Shut the front door, I’ll be blowed
His jewel bedecked wife in her large golden carriage
Is backing her man for the sake of their marriage
Who’d have guessed it, Gosh, who knew
Crikey, Get away with you,
Well I’m gobsmacked,
I was not born yesterday
Still to come in The News tonight
Two youths in a pub have been in a fight
And the final result in formula one...
The man in the fastest car has won
Goodness gracious, well I never
Knock me over with a feather
Who’d have thought it
Pull the other one
From two dimension hands,which closed to me,see two pieces bruised faces
Fall blowed mantra like the spots and
Lip of woman dressed black next
the black smokes
That,fly behind of that woman
Sometime, Like place one upon another the mirrors,woman's images continue back of woman
Their hands is "L"type
Sitting(seen like a tail) God
Tattoo the waves at chest
Smakes scatter behind of her hands
that woman in the circle
Arrives railing of faintly light
Dragon turn around the circle
Just one,the legs
Controled the balance mask
Flowers flower from face painted yellow,green,blue
(Example-Sunflower,Rose,etc)
Many of eyes look at like circle
"N"type hands
Around,slowly,quickly
turn opposite
Red color's man is yellow eye
that turn continue , one circle or more
Hexagons,Stars,Fruits
Radiate from the eyes
And his casted down one's eyes
Radiate from stared place
Turn the galaxy at neck
Planets are lower,higher
Lighter blue orbit wear off wear on
Brightness the light and stable
Now,with face like thundered
Continues with sound waves
Sun is bright and down
Burned faces are stable
Faces like radio waves leakage
World with that fire storm
Thwelt Di Nwe
Good thing I was seated coz she blowed my mind
Prepared to wait out the dark days till the sun again shined
My tickler erupted
Twas a bit rusted
The joy was so intense my eyeballs became unaligned
When Trump Had Showed
When steam off Trump always blowed,
While he did it had often been in code;
Maybe in Morris,
Sung in chorus,
Then went down toilet in a heavy load.
Jim Horn
The rooster crowed
The wind blowed
The horse stomped
The pig chomped
The weeds grew
A yellow shoe
The dog barked
The car parked
The chicken squawked
The man talked
The sun shone
Good to be home
a sunshine
warms your ankle
occasionally blowed by the wind
the linden’s flowers cools you up
and you’re smiling
I can barely breath
I have a peep at you ironing my shirt
paying attention to every detail
caressing and looking it dearly
like you are ironing it on me
Haven't heard recently about Napoleon Blownapart
Perhaps it's because his parts were blowed off the chart
Hard to survive
When parts have flied
All over the country, such sadness it imparts
Sittin' alone in this cold cell,
No hand to hold, in this livin' hell
Darkness day and night, for three years
A noose round my necks, my only fear
Grippin' a pillow on this cold cot,
Rememberin' his last words, all I got
Eyes full of tears, neath a hangin' tree
Wishin' Johnny was in my arms, holdin' me
Daddy's life taken for rapin' me,
Blowed far away, while on his knees
Blood runnin' red, from his head
No more pains, for now he's dead
Walkin' the mile with memories,
Eyes full of images, all I see
Bag on my head, noose is tight
Lookin' round, in this bright light
Eyes lookin' down, where Johnny lays
Watchin' his tears, fallin' today
Wishin' to hold him just once again
Dead body hangin', from a noose's end
Wakin' on a blanket, next to him
Face shinin' bright, the light is dim
Wings upon his back, protectin' me
Laying here together, feelin' free
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