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The Retake of Snow Queen
Gone! The boy is gone! This cannot be!
That little creature's presence makes me happy
Now the ice castle is already dark & empty
You, nasty girl, return the boy! Come back here!
Winds of four directions – Boreas, Notus, Eurus, Zephyr
Blow with might and bring back my dear!
Oh obedient gusts, don't let them go! Don't make me fail!
Accompany them my tornado, cyclone, storm & hail
Give out your full blast from head to tail
Oh how dare that detestable lass again is trying
To conjure her cheap sorcery for another shameless fighting
We will give her what she wants! I am craving!...
Craving to crush that petite parasite so bold
Who dared to fight & defeat my army so cold
Trespass my palace and snatch the boy I hold
Die Gerda! You're finished! Embrace your death in our final fight!
Face now my force in its fullest might
Witness the Retake of Snow Queen of my boy of delight!
-02/18/2015
(Dumarao)
*Opposite Endings Collection
Th'pain of ice is th'lacquer o'stife
To th'begg'd bane, stilled, thawed
Caught'n satin fame, dragg'd towards
Th'Blood of a sadden'd kiss,
"To this"
"To what o'this"
Seen 'nstead of 'nfringed love
The blade, call'd catharsis a dove,
"To this"
"To what o'love"
Fraught, unthought shove
Fame fall'n still, dripp'd 'n drench'd f'love
Bade blade ripp'd the blanch'd flesh
O'th'pure goers' eternal rest
Lay hereafter, for'ver after,
Goeth detestable pest, upon th'
Holied site o'pelted tundra
Lay'n to rest lover o'blunder,
"To us"
"To th'last of us"
"I must"
"T'what you lust"
"To this"
"..."
The pain of ice is the cold of fear
To whatever may lay here
To whatever may stain the clear
Repugnant Rich worked in a drainage ditch
Smelling of sewer water, he developed a twitch
Detestable conditions for a graduate of M.U.
But he made a fortune and got off at two.
Ribs
My right and left detestable ribs aren’t
recognised as
meeting required standards as
stated by
Miss Certify.
Tiger the in-door cat.
looks out of the window,
watching, what could be a movie,
a fictional, on-going play
of an unknown world.
Instinctively, Tiger knows,
the blood-group of any sparrow,
the hurrying thoughts of a delicious chipmunk,
and the detestable habits of
our neighbor's dog,
when it is let out onto the screen
of his feline mind.
At night, Tiger curls up
to digest the many scenes
played-out that day,
all of them
persist as nocturnal cat food,
for his sharp tiger-teeth.
Do electricians ever become DElighted?
Did Mozart ever DEcompose?
Are politicians sometimes DEvoted?
Can students become DEtestable?
Are Egyptians sometimes in DEnial?
Can garden workers become DEflowered?
Once chosen can someone be DEpicted?
Do animals ever get DEtailed!
Can an engine receive a DEmotion?
Shoe salesmen are sometimes DEfeated!
Are tennis players ever DEserved?
Do former journalists become DEscribers?
Do exterminators ever get DEbugged?
Are fishermen great DEbaters?
I've heard carpet layers can suffer DElays!
A Repost
Behold!
Where is it no mortal soul fathoms to dare?
The foretold detestable dunes of despair!
Whose sands of crystalline luminescence
Drown and drain thy essence.
Far within that redolent tomb
Hidden deeper inside the heavens moon,
Where the souls of the damned unwillingly swoon
Slaves to the sin that fathered their doom.
Where thou art subject to phantom pains
Orchestrated by the Litch who reigns
Without delay upon his frozen throne of ice
Whose subjects lament in the decay
of blood maggots and eerie lice.
Deforestation is outrageous fury
action, detestable unprecedented
attack against nature, quite indecent
Infertility
Is it a communicable disease?
Is it a blemish to the family?
Is it a detestable status?
Is it an inferior sort?
Is it a shameful disability?
Is it an imperfect position?
Is it a non-human prototype?
Is it a punishable crime?
Is it a reason to be isolated?
Is it a divine curse?
Is it an unholy living?
Is it an immoral sin?
Is it an incomplete existence?
Isn't it a blessing to become an adoptive parent?
I love friendly people
who forget selfishness
that overcome the abysses
detestable pride of class
created by society....
I love with all confidence
who lives independently
who lives with God and his plan,
obeying pure science
with all the progress we can...!
God Save Ukraine
Thousands of civilians run for their lives
Leaving loved ones, homes, possessions behind
Hoping and praying that they will survive
That their menfolk remain safe and alive.
Men fighting Putins detestable war
When there’s no logical reason at all
So many innocent people lie dead
Caused by a madman who thrives on bloodshed.
Pray that the creator’s compassionate grace
Overcomes lost hope of the human race
That one day the Light will shine on Ukraine
And the world becomes a safe place again.
*+*+*
3rd July 2022
I am concerned with the structures that sustain the universe,
with the mighty river of time,
the tablature and the compass of souls
dispersed in their endless penances,
the enigmatic smile of doubts
overlapping the fragility of certainties,
the detestable silences that precede painful decisions
and with the thick amalgam of pain
that poisons our days with the most varied enigmas.
What worries me is the shock
when I wake up from the nightmare of living,
the need for millimeter precision
in counting the steps until the freedom of not thinking,
the innumerable precipices
that surround any and all will of the mind
to keep away from the fainting, falls and stumbles.
What I am concerned about
is the indifference of entities or deities
that could undo the deception of atoms
in condemning us to finitude,
constantly and habitually
expressing unmistakable signs of contempt
for creatures who have given them a supposed superiority
over their own destinies.
my concern is about the extension of the shadow
that negatively illuminates the path
we should follow under the light.
the rest don't worry me.
Fluttering darkness, take wing.
Malignant talons, take life.
Oblivion wings, take light.
Pluck from the shade,
this foul feeling manmade,
without a reason or rhyme.
Execrable expression of earthly emptiness,
Detestable display of dauntless devotion,
Perverse parade of practical pretence,
Irreverent instance of intrepid insurgence.
"Only faith may absolve you"
But "darkness",
launching into freedom's embrace,
need not be forgiven nor freed
I love friendly people
that forgets selfishness
and overcomes the abysses
detestable pride, of class,
created by society....
I love with all confidence
who lives with, independence
that respects human rights
who lives with God and his plan
with all the progress that we can
Arrogance Aerobics
To be super smug and arrogant, are both obnoxious
and so utterly detestable.
Like a male ballet dancer in sleek, white tights....
sporting only one, lonely testickle!
August 10, 2020
2:30am PST
N.B.Author aware of mispelt last word.
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