=I may seem to be sarcastic but my love for you is authentic
=Am not trying to be pathetic like a lunatic for there is no peace in my heart
=It is just so hard to describe how rough & tough my life is without you
=I'm not trying to rise above love
=But I have realized & visualized that my life is incomplete without you
=Am not here to compromise nor to penetrate but to designate my love to you
=Am not part of the Senate, won't take much of your time
=Just need a minute to completely denominate & not to complicate but to vindicate the call of my heart to you
=I am insecure but stand pure, all I need is a cure called you
=For your love is well refined & designed & taste sweet like wine
=I can't bear to share you, am selfish I would rather perish
=Replenish me with your everlasting cherished love with that pure heart of a dove you have
=You & I are like a group of stars we make galaxy but most of all we make the Paradise
=Take a sit & relax, I love you
Categories:
denominate, cute love, emotions, fantasy,
Form: ABC
In reality i should be fat
With the amount of Birthday Cake
In ever increasing cricles i now consume
And i should keep fire extinguisher by my bedside
Because of the amount of lit candles my age doth now denominate
For i now celebrate a birthday what seems like every other morning
I could not wait to turn 16
Then waited an age to turn 18
And eternity to turn 21
But now that i am in my late 40's
Revising age has thus taught me
Time is burning up exponentially
And more and more i now miss
the simple things
Like having the lung capacity
to blow out more than 30 Candles
in 1 single blow
My once upon a time
To do List
Has now become a
Bucket List
And No 1
At the Top of my List
Is no more Birthdays
No more getting older
Stop all the Clocks
I am as old as i ever wished to get
Live fast die young
Leave a respectable corpse
Unless by some Miracle
By my next Birthday i am a Millionaire
Then I'll do a few more Year's
Champagne for Everyone
Categories:
denominate, slam,
Form: Free verse
As if there is no one like I to match
Why is that?
I ask all the time where is that other hat?
The head to my ball and catch to my cap
A mind to protect head rounded grounded
When would a cross of paths guide the blind?
The blind sight that hides confined
Through the eyes that find the beauty in line with heart
Why is this? I ask all the time wondering if it will ever be
A mind like mine to have and converse all the time
Not just my own when I am alone struggling to write
Thinking yes thinking that monster thought creeping
Tender loving care is what I have always been seeking
The meaning a meaning to be called a purposeful life
Traveling my endless futures conceptual mind
A mind like no other I find is hard to compare
Share with me that time in mind yes share with me I say
Where ever they are I do ask each and everyday
That question no answer to myself as to why
A one why to my life arriving back to begin
The beginning to one a two three and four
When my minds value over heart is the fractional score
To denominate my numeral path inset with a dream
Meeting someone with a mindset like me
Categories:
denominate, desire, destiny, emotions, fate,
Form: Rhyme
Looking for
someone great
whose work
he won't denominate
his Œuvre;
something plainer
smoother for
this simpleton's
simple tongue
2009 July 4
Categories:
denominate, identity,
Form: Free verse