I want to be loved correctly
Please don't neglect me
Just let me
Let me show you
How you are supposed to be treated
How to feel wanted and needed
I want you to understand
Everything I'm saying
So you can reciprocate
What's been given
What we doing it's your decision
True love
Will the love be true
Boy thats what i feel
When im with you
(Repeat 1x)
A man that loves you
It shows
It's like a plant it grows
Start from the bottom
Aim for the top
You have all these options
Just don't stop
Keep God first
Stay in your word
Pray everyday , keep the faith
A team baby we sure make it great
True love
Will the love be true
Boy thats what i feel
When im with you
(Repeat 1x)
I want to vibe
Enjoy spending time
You make me blush ?? this is true
You need me and I need you
True love
Will the love be true
Boy thats what i feel
When im with you
(Repeat until chorus fades )
Written by Concetta Hardnett
09/13/2026
‘I am driving without glasses on.’
she had said, then the call was gone.
Did I hear her correctly?
Smart mouths can be deadly.
Here’s to having a ‘New Car’ coupon.
The system reports temporal governance has improved
stability is now assumed
territory has been optimized
boundaries no longer require revision
decisions move through approved channels
desire is no longer a variable
people comply within expected ranges
habits were adjusted quietly
uncertainty reduced until it disappeared
time was reorganized
not divided, only arranged
even weather responds within acceptable deviation
wind behaves correctly
silence is logged as normal output
no interruptions recorded
a system check runs
nothing unusual detected
another check follows
still nothing
the system repeats the check
because repetition confirms stability
no further variables remain
only checking continues
status remains stable
there is nothing left to correct
and still the system continues monitoring
because monitoring has no end condition
the emperor is not recorded as collapsed
collapse is not a valid category!
My world isn’t spinning if I’m not winning
It’s not operating correctly if I’m not thinking
Mistakes and risk build me up or have me fall if you knew it would crawl you up the wall. Contemplating and praying is what saves me from the hands of the enemy
I want peace with no negativity
My goal is to be content within my longevity.
I'd want to be a mammal, 'cause that's just what I am
I think I am quite certain - I don't wanna be a clam!
Since I have to choose, I must pick the best one
If I pick correctly, I'll have lots of fun
I think I'll choose my favorite, which is a very unique creature
However, I don't mind: there's a reason why it'll feature!
Maned wolves are my choice, for one, 'cause it would make me a lot taller
Soon I'll be just like them soon, then I'll say, "This is baller!"
I'd live in South America, eat fruits, and run around
And then when I'm tired, I'll sleep safe and sound
The Art of Acting
Step 1: Posture
Your posture is more important than you think.
The way you carry yourself can speak
Thoughts into the minds of others from miles away.
It can make them trust you more than they ever believed they would.
Step 2: Expressions
The expressions you portray can make those around you
Feel at ease or put them in a sense of discomfort.
If you do it well enough,
Even the toughest shells will crack.
Step 3: Actions
The actions you take can make the coldest gestures
Feel like the sun’s warmth in the dead of night.
If done correctly, the hardest pills to swallow
Can taste like the finest pastries
On a summer’s morning.
Step 4: Change
Every character needs a switch.
Some point in the plot
Where the intentions they once had, flip
And turn into a new goal for them to chase
Step 5: Endgame
Every story needs an ending.
Whether this ending is good or bad.
Whether it’s your desired outcome,
Or not.
Every story must end,
Even if you want it to keep going.
There's Only Your Thoughts
How Demanding Is That?
You Can Only Know What
You Think, For A Start.
There Is Nothing I Think,
Can Be Certain
I Know Correctly...
Whatever, Get Over It
Dissolve The Words
With Delusion's Dilutional
Dillemma... Soften, Soothe...
Entropy Has A Warm Loving
Smoooooch! Oh, That's Harsh.
The Best I Can Do
Is Talk To Myself...
That’s True Empathy
Too Severe.
Chin Up!
Stop.
-Gray Squirrel
03-31-2026
First I took right, very smooth
Love by majority
Then I took left, very dark
Only the brave and strong strive here
Because you got to be the light
So you can shine while striving
Then I took time to observe
I saw my past behind and the future ahead
Then I choose to remain present
Because I can't go to the past
I can't forcefully manifest the future either.
Things in the past
Steadily stealing my attention
Causing distractions
Disrupting my focus towards the future
But I'm so dynamic
Saying to myself always
I didn't come this far
To settle for the least but the best.
Many times I move correctly
Sometimes wrongly
My mindset my redeemer
Whenever I move wrongly
My instinct always revives me
That's why I always trust my guts
Making adjustments as soon as possible
Always responsible for my mistakes
Not find who to blame or make lame.
It Isn’t How We Got Here
So Much, And Yes, That’s
Where We Are, Thanks To That.
Some Of The Stories Are
Fascinating And Impressive
The Parts We're Impressed
'Correctly' By... Still Under-Cover
In Impressive Review...
But We Are HERE NOW...
And You Just:
Better Hold ON!
Get Ready For The Ride.
-Gray Squirrel
11-28-2025
Sheet metal.
Don’t know what it is, or if it’s a brand of sorts.
Rocks and minerals of varied colors.
Just like concrete but natural.
Chicken wire.
An entity on its own.
All the hardest things.
Can withstand anything.
We don’t know how it works.
Anymore than the core of the earth.
Or a feather.
The bridge that crosses the river.
And nothing grows.
Sheet Metal.
I bet it’s used sometimes.
All the hard things.
Crystals and such.
Can be replaced.
But everyone would see it.
Reflections.
Like sheet metal.
It’s tough like a deadline.
Sheet metal.
I say all these things about something I think I’m imagining correctly.
I bet I’ll be right someday.
But being right?
Can be replaced.
My wish is for you to understand
That value in your life
That at the end of every achievement
You have found the way out
Don't give up anymore
My wish is to serve you
Whatever it costs me
To help you in your labors
Beautiful, ardent woman.
My wish is to love you
Because you deserve it
Faithful, friend, fighter
You have far surpassed me.
My wish is to never leave you
Never again, beloved woman
You stir me with your caresses
You sweeten my whole life.
How could I not love you, mother
The mother of my children
Queen of perfect creation
From my rib you came
You are worthy of my praise
Because there is no evil in you
You always walk correctly
With justice and equity.
How much I long to have you
For all eternity.
You are our weakness
Our reason for being
Root of existence
How could I not adore you, woman.
I bless you today, my love.
You are a princess.
That beauty you bring
is what interests me most.
With penalty tariffs Trump fights
And what we do? Haply fly kites.
Not shun all his business,
Buy Trump Towers I guess,
Forget reality checks,
We write realty cheques!
And feed alas the fang that bites.
__________________________
Happenings | 44.08.2025 | USA, humour
Note: This ditty is written in UK English, not American. Hence read check and cheque correctly. Trump is a business man first and then only a president. He sees his personal interest first. See, how he deals with Ukraine, how he dealt with Pakistan, with Israel in Gaza, and elsewhere. Though people talk of boycotting American goods, many still buy Trump Towers with huge Trump’s stakes.
I plead guilty
Of saying,
My grandchild is
The most beautiful
The most wonderful
The most intelligent,
It shows, it is so evident,
Absolutely so loving,
Character and nature so giving,
Makes friends instantly
And acts independently,
And so much fun,
Takes my hand
To help build sandcastles
In the sea sand,
Likes to share,
Tells you if she feels you are wrong,
That is not fair,
And how old is this little wonder,
Who is not even afraid
Of an intense storm
With lightning and thunder,
Two years and 8 months,
Who converses so sensibly,
And comprehensibly,
I am not exaggerating,
Such a wise little mind
Who is also so truly kind,
Who tells me I am not pronouncing
“Absolutely,” Correctly
It is ab-so lut-ely yiayia, she says,
And I beam at you with pride
You are so little, yet mature
Everyday we love you more and more,
And one day when our time is up,
I hope no time too soon,
When you look up and
See a full bright moon,
And lots of glittering stars,
It’s Yiayia and pappou ,
Sending you hugs
And love galore.
YIAYIA AND PAPPOU ARE THE GREEK WORDS FOR – GRANNY AND GRANDPA
I am brown, mixed from yellows, reds, and blues
Vibrant underneath but hidden from your views.
My colour brown can change within my hues
Some dark, some light, depends on what I choose.
Blended correctly many shades you'll see
Warm or cool my undertones can be.
Chocolate, beige, or tan to name just three
So many browns; and all of them are me.
I'm really versatile, in great demand
Because my colour spreads across our land.
Like the nectar of a ripe peach taste,
is the outcome of a word well placed.
For truth as it begins to unfold,
is understood only if correctly told.
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