OBSCURING THE UNDERLYING FOCUS-
pleasing
inner
senses
stimulate
the
allegorical
previously
overlooked
with
alluded
wordy
motifs
in
nonsensical
imbroglio
of
notions
expressed
in
yearning
devouring
deliverance
of
messaged
parodies
Closing eyes listening to my surroundings
With words in the mind that can't come out
A feeling of danger sinking under water
Grasping with an intent to.follow the words
Help, please help I need someone close
The feeling of free flowing fall, or just an abyss
Deep rooted in our chest craves the moment
The relief of one consciousness driven down
The ora of ones pain becomes all
The worst of all it becomes that experience
Shake, shaking deep within tugging the soul
Pain rivals through and through instinctively
Opening the door to a new life and goal
But when you open your eyes
Your pulled back to reality and begin
Begin to do what Humanity is suppose to do
BREATH!
Things get simple later in life...
OK, not everything gets simple
But emotions distill to their essence
There's no time anymore for the noise
While fighting to filter things out from the background
And background is what you've worked on a lifetime so far
Like picking out from the multitude that one perfect star
The one that aligns with the orbit you've found
With your head in the space where your feet found the ground
And all of your wandering brought you right here
To the point on this sphere where the tears in your eyes
Don't dim the reflection of the path you've been on
Leading up to this point where things all boil down
Reducing your life to the importance of focus
Now that his math won’t work minus
India, Trump thinks of lost lotus
And bowed down by China,
Seems in need of India.
Well, we’re ready if you’re
Make up your mind, Partner,
Repair trust deficit
Now no more implicit,
Enough is so much futile fuss.
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Happenings | 28.05.2026 | American, political, humour, Limerick
Note: After his clearly under-whelming summit with Xi and failed Iran adventure, Trump seems to have got back his lost sense of focus—why his Secretary of State is in India. US sure is finding itself with fewer friends. Yet, it has not yet realized, Pakistan is that pro who can keep two adversary suitors happy at the same time. Yet, remember, buddy, we know to play our cards well, feels this ditty.
"If love lived as we imagine rather than dressed in reality’s fashion, the world would be filled with wonderful passion." Poet
Loving eyes often just see how they feel
based on their heart's inherent color wheel.
Logic's view is not considered much
once eyes have hooked love for hearts to reel.
Love resides within loves own clutch
where sweet visions clasp focused touch.
Lacking sightings of any downfall,
love bright eyes do not imagine such.
Sometimes love fails to see the wall
time evolved, incredibly dark, tall
and built from piled heart debris pain.
Love wide eyes are blind to false thrall.
Dreamy eyes never sought to view love's strain,
nor has any heart seeking gain.
Love wants to embrace all its true view knew,
not add more pain to mark time's dark wall stain.
still glass of water
focus a ray of sunlight
on spot apparent
so with power of pure thought
> dissipates by scattering
from one another
through attentive love focus
penetrate shadows
see self dancing and laughing
> consider moment a blessing
mysterious moves
holograms of universe
peace and balance merge
surrender into deepest
> levels of spiritual love
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ARKED AND READY: A KWANZAA IMANI FOCUS
Monitoring all,
Nature made her decision;
Disaster rained down:-
The high waters rose,
Sinking life beneath the level:
Leaving hope floating:-
Like Noah, we wait;
Nature daming the waters:
Returning doves seen:-
Living our faith,
Spiritually nourished,
Let’s collectively journey
In divine wisdom’s guidance:-
Let not fear taunt us;
God’s rod and staff, protect us
From Satan’s shadows:-
God did not bring us this far,
To leave us here abandoned:-
With eyes on the prize,
Fueled by the Holy Spirit,
Let’s blast rolling rocks:
Let’s be beyond Sisyphus;
Climbing onwards with Jesus
P.S. HAPPY NEW YEAR
IN THE JOURNEY
A watchful eagle
spying high, swoops talons low
attempts to survive
KUUMBA: TODAY’S CREATIVE KWANZAA FOCUS
Like the sunflower,
Let us stand in bright glory:
Shining ebon beins:-
Black and beautiful
Sunflowers of liberty,
Let’s reflect bright life:-
As ebon flowers,
Let’s bloom creative petals;
Scenting our onement:-
And as trees of life,
Let’s spread creative branches,
Barked in awareness:-
KWANZAA FOCUS FOR TODAY:
NIA
Being navigators,
Let’s continue railwaying
God’s divine wisdom:
Navigating the journey
To the Dream’s reality:-
In divine guidance,
Let’s shorten the destiny
To our long journey:
Earlier, pulling into
Our liberation’s station:-
Thus, be our purpose;
Praise God for our ancestors,
Who with less did more:
Leaving us with less to do
In gaining full liberty:-
KWANZAA FOCUS FOR TODAY
Sowing united,
We collectively reap more;
All being well cared for:-
Indeed, collective sowing,
Reaps nourishing growth for all:-
UJIMA
(Collective Work And Responsibility’
In labors of love,
Let’s sow and reap unity
Of community:
Solving each other’s problems,
Together, we’ve solved them all:-
UMOJA: YESTERDAY’S KWANZAA FLASHBACK
Love’s the Greatest gift:
In today’s Oneness, live it
As fruits of Onement:-
KUJICHAGULIA: TODAY’S KWANZAA FOCUS
Seeds of God's flowers,
Let us be sown in self-worth:
Germinating life:-
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