I'll whisk you off to Paris
I'll even fly the plane
There'll only be one passenger
And that one has your name
You'll sit right beside me
I'll show you how it's done
High above the ocean
Towards the rising sun
And then as we approach her
Awakening from the night
Drowsy streets and boulevards
That glorious City of Light!
Bon jour amour, good morning
Parlez vous Francais?
Don't worry, I don't either
We'll take a class one day
A quick nap then we'll get up
Walk to Arc de Triomphe
Arm in arm, boutiquing
For anything you want
May I please have the pleasure
Of taking you by hand?
A touch that I would treasure
My lady, you're so grand
And when day one is over
A toast of Veuve Clicquot
To you my precious sweetheart
Forever I'll you know
Paris has two nicknames
The one I wrote before
It's true, the lights are glorious
But the next one I like more
This name suits it better
It fits us like a glove
Beautiful together
In the City of Love
Monet, Picasso, Van Gogh, Cezanne, Chagall
Inspired by beauty of Paris, home of the Louvre
Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo statue
Paris, city of light, where artists are inspired
THE EIFFEL TOWER
In the city of light their aspire
Was to build to a climax higher
Gustave Eiffel you see
Said just leave it to me
I can satisfy all your desire
Monsieur Eiffel seen with affection
By Dames de Paris for perfection
Of his manner de Gaul
Mais plus ca most of all
For his grand magnifique **ection
21 April 2020
Lemon meringue sweet-laughter-light
fills shadows cerulean blue.
Café de Flore’s summer hot night
where dreams tangerine rendezvous.
Six strings strumming lavender notes
tones, violaceous lilac lace,
heartbeats' delicate music floats
on fanciful lilts ears embrace.
Conversation thrills with saffron!
Hints, amorous in coral blushed sheen,
lashes flirt, lush fluttered chiffon;
intentions are aquamarine.
French liqueur sipped, yellow chartreuse,
City of Light, summer hot bliss.
Inner glow - inhibitions loose,
watermelon lust; wet French kiss!
Paris is a neon city of lights, color, and myth,
where people go out on a Friday night with
enthusiastic faces.
Eagles of Death, metal band were rocking it
at Bataclan Hall with oldies and their latest hit,
covering all their bases.
Happy voices and music mingle mid-air
for the city of light doesn't have a care
life moves merrily on.
And yet, all of that is soon about to change
their world will become bazaar and strange
their dreams all gone.
A human bomb tears into flesh and bone
but that suicide bomber did not come alone
the carnage has begun.
At multiple locations near and in the city
people are brutally murdered without pity,
by madmen with a gun.
Men of fanatical faith, filled with hate,
using religion to kill, choose their fate,
martyrs for a cause.
Innocence slaughtered in Allah's name
bought ISIS scorn and infamous shame,
and fickle applause.
We commiserate with the people of France
that was more than a depraved act of chance,
that was an act of war!
To prevent more atrocities, countries must unite,
and eradicate ISIS bases with a military might
the world's never seen before!
(Rhyme)
11/23/2015
The young and naive question their fate;
expecting love, unprepared for hate.
Armored with lies, defending the truth,
a warrior lives: inside each youth.
Scars and tattoos display anger's mark:
insipid badges; oft crude and stark.
When pain morphs into panic and fear:
Hope vanishes, replaced by a tear.
Memories store what feelings impart
deep within a troubled teenage heart.
A ramshackle look drains one of pride:
frightened inside, unable to hide.
Bodies of friends ingested by Night:
traced in chalk, by a city of light.
Surviving the streets, your dreams erode:
as nightmares travel that lonely road.
Skull City
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance.
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance baby.
dancing forever and ever
and ever baby.
Our ghosts dance in the city of skulls.
You by my side baby.
In the valley of light we move side by side, never still.
In the city of skulls we dance baby.
Our ghost dancing, dancing, dancing.
Our ghosts dance in the city of skulls.
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance.
In the city of light,
in the valley of skulls
our spirits dance baby.
dancing forever and ever
and ever baby.
In a city of light
where they go off suddenly
then a hissing thunderous sounds
of creatures ravage the streets
pa pa pa... fear summons
the hearts of the inhabitants
like the doomsday
people seek their gods favor
they wail bitterly and anguishly
since there is just a moment
for them to depart
a world that is lifeless
they await the ancestors crown
which has slain them
from time immemorial
but this time the anticipated
turns into the unprecedented
their faces drop and crawls
their hearts fades and shrills
the end is certain who can tell
suddenly its a clash of titans
where the vampires mortality
is restored with the ancestors crown
who ever thought
it could have been possible
for a vampire to show love.
Jacob Osae
Vampires
When I entered into the city of Light,
No betting odds among dawn and twilight,
The vitality is alive, well and bright,
Oh beloved Karachi, a marvelous sight,
Every affiliate for you is momentous,
The sun rises upon us as gorgeous,
Alpha to omega you’re vivacious,
And the symbol of superb glorious,
To walk on the shore of Hawks bay,
To touch her mud and clay,
And meanwhile to run or lay,
Won’t I forget all never and nay,
On the pier of sea view we dabble,
Hither, thither and wabble,
Conduct a race o’er and scramble,
Capriole there and babble,
Your alleys and ways may remain shine,
To the eternity, so I pine,
And desire for harmonious fine,
With countless blessing of divine,
May your liveliness long forever,
May you be the land of peace ever,
May Almighty protects your inhabitant from clever,
Scums of evil ,so they harm you never.
Shahid Hussain Chouhdry
What would happen if i should die?
Would you even cry?
I'd look down on you from way up there,
wondering if you even cared.
Being there in the land of the sun
my heart of steel your damage done.
Even in the city of light,
Without YOU eternal night
Dreaming through the day in her hands
On the shores, awaiting her calming smiles
Ready to unveil the glowing light in eyes
On this day, a queen was born
... True to time; it was the month queens march
Here, in the city of light, she will reign as much
Yes, she is a queen, and a queen she will be to her match
A letter about the queen, the writer writes
Many that behold, admire her rosy fragrance
On top is how her beauty arrays in her skin
Among the many fair, she is fairer
Know her passion and Christ it will be
On this day, a beautiful bride she will be to her master Christ
Your lovely
Asiedu Michael
A.K.A one Mike
I'm off to Vegas Baby
The city of light
In fact it's brighter
When you see it at night
Not much of a gambler
I do enjoy the sights
I don't throw away money
That isn't very bright
I'm in Vegas so you won't see as much of me
Over the next five days. Thanks for all your
visits and comments.
Las Vegas, Las Vegas city of light,
Las Vegas Las Vegas,you shine so bright.
Las Vegas, Las Vegas city of light,
Las Vegas, Las Vegas you might witness a strip fight.
Las Vegas, Las Vegas city of light,
Las Vegas, Las Vegas,your a place of beauty in ones sight.
Las Vegas, Las Vegas city of light,
Las vegas,Las Vegas win or loss you might.
Las Vegas, Las Vegas, city of light,
Las Vegas, Las Vegas It is a pleasure to see you lit up at night!!!!!
Here we are kissing by the River Seine.
It’s something I’d like to do over again.
If it’s something you and I can afford,
I would like to kiss you at the Place de la Concorde.
Both of us can make the Eiffel Tower
seem like we are climbing a giant flower.
Oh, this is a moment divine.
Here, your kisses are as sweet as wine.
Kissing you is such a wonderful delight,
when it is done in the City of Light.
City built on Sin
City of Light
City that never forgets
--- never can forget ---
Walls are meant to Defend
But where are the Guards?
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