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As I sit in front of the window, still
I await my love visage
Her aroma surge
Lingers on
O' twilight chance of us being
A couple together for all seasons
Lavender hue
Radiant dove
Her smells of love
3/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
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The seasons all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
The dreams all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
The beings all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
The systems all lame from Kashmir to Dalarna
The love all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
The worries all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
The longings all same from Kashmir to Dalarna
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My darling
A single touch
That comes from you
It heals my soul
If you could
Make one promise
Never let go
Always let our love grow
If this road
Ever gets cold
I'll lend you a familiar warmth
That only you could know
Seasons may change and go
But my love will never
If the road gets rough
We will always have each other
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I come into my frozen dream
I walk onto the waters stream
often I relic, and relish
Our relationship
And I wonder is it all worth it
Shall I conform
Or just leave you alone
I walked on water, you deserved it
I made you, a commitment
You didn't care, and so now
Let me clear the air
No matter how you hurt me
I must still love you,
You done me wrong, yet must I love you
3/19/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
from anthology “ Seasons of Praise Paradise Garden”
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Split family
My pain
within
my heart
wont die
I try
in vain
to be
happy
The sun
shines the
rain falls
seasons
changing
The bonds
broken
daughter
hurting
time lost
Memoir
happy
but sad
mind cries
hearts tears
Soul longs
for love
all gone
With new
love for
me true
but one
never
again
never
the same
Now lost
always
to live
without
is pain
to love
again
for sure
As one
never
again
Contest - Duplex
Sponsor - Jan Allison
Date - 12/07/2016
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Sonnet
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Her Bridge Impassable For Him
Below the bridge of her nose
A buried treasure sits sealed.
Her mouth and voice strike a pose
Against his unwanted wield.
He crossed her piano keys
Unharmoniously, once too many.
Now in his wake the birds and bees
Under her bridge muted uncanny.
Seasons span the test of time
For her past love he had his chance.
And his window to cross fit no rhyme
Of continuing to bridge their romance.
Buried treasure she sealed from him
And his ever opening increasingly grim.
connie pachecho
8/24/17
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just wanna say you are worth it
real life is just a vapor passing by
waking up to you is like flavored confetti during a blanket weekend
all seasons are always colorful
all days are filled with sunshine
even on cloudy days, you give me inspiration to seek the radiance in everything
never known Blessed in the world in this way
never known Favored on Earth in this fashion
never knew that Love could be given with such sincere passion
you eliminate the serpent from the apple of my life
just wanna include that yes, you are Truly Loved....
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Romanticism
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As my summer comes to a close
And as the time of the fall flows
I began to understand my purpose
But as the winter wind blows
Regrets also began to arose
But as the new summer approach
Happiness began to be my coach
As I began fall even deeper
Few things stops me from going closer
Maybe better things can make her happier
Rather than things which has no assurance
I must leave it all in destiny’s glance
And be proud that I’ve been there for her even once
But still I will never give up for her
Cause for her I’ll carve the future brighter
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A collaboration with Ink Empress, a piece we wrote for “Woman’s Day” for all the strong women warriors out there. Your strength is felt.
“Untamable Clemency”
Her heart is a
chained haven,
for zestless intruders
and fiendish foes,
so tread delicately,
she is not a
mindless marionette
in your glistening
gallery of greed—
glazed in rhinestone
rhapsodies,
she is more
than cold-boned ideologies,
placed by timeless seasons,
she soars above
restrained reveries,
as an untamable heat
of clemency.
Ink Empress
Fading Star Silence
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It’s now almost two seasons,
Since you made your way to me
For two seasons,
I have loved your bass-like voice
I have adored a bold and fearless woman
I have loved your blunt and bad sense of humor
I have loved you for all the reasons and for no particular reason
I have thought you to be what comes after the hurricane
You have given me the best of you ,In a season of turmoil
Your love has shone brightest in trying times.
For two seasons,
You have taken the sweetest memories in my mind
Making a hopeless romantic, the happiest man for the past two seasons.
I have lived to adore you.
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The time and hour is now at hand
Dauntless tears will say farewell
Taking steps towards the unknown man's land
As the sweet memories begin to yell
Souls trapped in Purgatory
As the seasons change
Change becoming mandatory
Our minds keeping sane
If I never see you again
I promise I won't be afraid
Even when life becomes a hurricane
I won't let our memories disintegrate
The seasons will change
But the colours will stay the same
Don't let me become strange
Don't let me become a shame
Like flames into the sky
Lets our souls twist
You and I both collide
Let us become decemberists
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She told me that she don’t want something normal,
She wanted magic,
and i wrote for her verses of stars,
painted the sea, and under the moonlight, i gave her the magic of a kiss.
I made thousands of kilometers disappear,
and in a single winter night we gifted each other the four seasons of feelings,
in a symphony of bodies,
where every shiver was a note
raised to a sol maggior by heavy lusts of breaths,
with drops of sweat,
that poured over our lips.
Then she asked me to dissapear,
and I…dissapeared.
This was my greatest magic,
while she…is stil searching for the magic.
Normal was not for her.
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Roy moves in grace of seasons
All the good ones gracing him
She approaches offers salaams
Did I Rui say i missed her sooo
That Smile that hidden that look
With muses were at me smiling
What better way and day to pen
Than with her on mine side now
Of stars twinkling in the lawns
Ode delights spring in gardens
Of hope and artistic ingenuity
Am blessed of the light I behold
I so so yearn its a yes and it fit
Yes it'sa real fit on tha fine finger
If you find a keeper then do this
Put a ring on it with fate smiling
Finders keepers I found a kipper
Code254
2021 Year Of Love
Return Of The MazRui'
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Dramatic Monologue
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he spoke of hear the pig's heart
they sounded loudly thru the ribs
his flesh was fresh and would
cause him to wish for silence
"the husk's of the kernal's,
are grounded by those sages who
are brothed by livers and kidneys
the flesh of the swine, damn-it might his
heart be silent
might my ears hearest him not!
she created me with seasons
in the room
beaneath her floor
the heart sounds thru it's aroma
to starve me into my sileance.
might bread be browned
and eggs warmed to perfection
that the I might silence the
pig beneath the floor.
than might you love me
than might you love me!
He wishes to have scrapple egg's and toast.
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wait here, my lady
let me get my camera
you are the perfect embodiment of beautiful
you are your own brand of art, and i get you
wait here, my lady
keep that natural pose
you come from a world only you can possibly create
i feel honored and privileged just to be even a small part of it
wait here, my lady
let me out this flower in your hair
you remind me of peaceful place beautified by a young, vibrant spring
i can never get enough seasons of you, and the degrees are neverending
wait here, my lady
let me kiss you till forever is done
you make Love Infinity fun
every angle of you exudes definitive radiance....just like a perfectly setting sun
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My hands are bleeding
My face is dirty
My clothes are rags
This is my reality
Talking to myself in third person
She, her, them
What's with me?
I want to be her too
Walking down the street
Looking at myself from outside mirror
I'm different from those stick thin mannequins
I'm broke, but I want to be that mannequin
Little black dress
Sophisticated pearl necklace
And some bright lipsticks
I will feel like I'm on top of the world
Seasons will pass
Those mannequin change more clothes than me
I want to be that mannequin
Those beautiful mannequin
Touched my face
I looked back to my reflection
Got me realized
That I'm back to my reality
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Prose Poetry
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Warm hearts thumping in rhythmic pattern
all together in a chorus so divine,
that it speaks to the soul and sings to the heart,
and we join hands and dance in the winter paradise
of such beauty in the changing of the world.
As we all dance and sing,
we show each to each a beautiful thing
that makes us all sing.
Warm hearts we are and warm hearts we do have;
all we do is love and love again,
in the times of different seasons
we dance and sing and love,
for our warm hearts they love one another,
and together they shall beat together,
one by one-
and with the taking of a springtime storm
we shall indeed enjoy such beauty
our warm hearts produce.
.2.14.2014.
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The Change
To whisper into her
Into her petals of love
Of that beautiful Rose
I became a humble bee
To hug and swaddle her
Of her silky white robes
Of that brilliant moonlight
I became a serene Night
To become part of her
Of her seasons of wonder
Of that magnificent earth
I became a deep Ocean
To soak in waters of her
Of her rain of showers
Of that splendid atmosphere
I became the leaf of Nature
To dissolve in the time
Of that awesome dimension
Of that infinite journey
I became an empty thing
And I want to reach you
From the time the time started
But I couldn’t become you
So I beg you to get into me
And make me yourself
That I live the life of joy!!
© Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasthi
09.07.16
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The Continuum of Time, Nature,
Poetry, and Love
Just as the ocean’s continuous motion,
and sands ever shifting in time;
constant the clicking of clock’s endless ticking;
this poet’s perpetual rhyme.
Sure as the morning with sunrise adorning,
and crocus that blooms in the spring;
days softly humming with nature’s forthcoming,
this mirth makes the mockingbird sing.
Dreams keep amassing as time keeps on passing,
these reveries seen in my mind.
With seasons contrasting this beauty is lasting
that nature forever designed.
Sure as this portraiture beauty of nature
in springtime when life starts anew;
like nature’s endeavor and lasting forever,
this love in my heart felt for you.
July 7, 2019
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Those seasons,
Have come and gone;
And so have I;
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Alas, I love you beyond;
Why? because I just do;
Whom, am I to say;
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Shalt I ever go away;
Physically sure;
But yet my hearts pure;
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And in the springtime;
One of the solstice changing;
dawn comes free,
Winters fallen behind me;
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and I've loved you before the buddings
and I've loved you beyond the trees
and I've loved you before the harvest
and I've loved you before autumn
Before the falling's of the leaves
and I've loved you in dew season before spring you see...
Alas, I love you beyond;
Why? because I just do;
Whom, am I to say;
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Shalt I ever go away;
Physically sure;
But yet my hearts pure;
this much I am sure
I love you more than nature
3/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
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I can see the seasons changing
In her eyes
I feel my heart bleeding
In her hand
When our hearts aren’t close
I can’t feel my own beating
I wonder why I say
The things I say
You wonder why
Shrugging your shoulders you cry
I’m back and forth
I know I don’t deserve us
I know you’re wondering
If love is this
Give me a chance
I’ll seal it with a kiss
Love is this
A fight ends with items thrown
And I know
Your wondering
If love is this
But I’ve got something to say
You don’t want to hear
Your heart is soaked in fear
I’m standing here
Holding you close
Love is this
I will always have ready for you a kiss
And I will always say I love you
If you go away you would be missed
Because I know you’re wondering
But I want you to know
Love is this
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My eyes are opened, the dream is done
The seasons change, the temperature bends
It's time to smile, reality has begun
I must prepare for what fate sends
I still remember those flesh freezing nights
She shared her warmth with open arms
Now the nights are over, the sun shows light
and she rests in another man's arms
Her face, body, and soul I adore
Her heart beating violently in her chest
I will see them never more
I've fallen for her like the rest
I'll drown her memory with these goddamn pills
Write endless poems in her memory
Free myself from the cold with what kills
and smother those feelings for her deep in me
Her Icy Scream in the Frozen Years
lies within me, feeding off my fears
No one will see me endless tears
Love only falls away, it never nears
I'm forever plagued by the frozen years
But someday another will come to me
Melting the ice, setting me free
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We had the right love, but at the wrong time,
Albeit chance or of fate, our paths entwined.
Soulmates converging and destinies aligned,
Still can’t turn back the cruel hands of time.
We met ’neath glistening stars on a velvet night,
The connection was strong, our future so bright.
But life’s melody, is so often a contrary chime,
We had the right love, just at the wrong time.
We had the right love, but at the wrong time,
Two hearts harmonizing, with one joyful rhyme.
Our passion burned hotter, than a quasar sun,
But love that burns brightest is too soon undone.
Seasons do change, opportunity comes to pass,
Love’s blossoms will wilt, or wither like grass.
A poignant chapter, a zealous, sensual crime,
To have the right love, but at the wrong time.
Down life’s road, our paths may cross again,
My hope will abide, no matter where or when.
The echoes of your love will linger in my mind,
We had the right love, just not the right time.
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I’m a boss baby, let’s just put it in the air. Life is to short and I don’t have time to spare. Ain’t no bull baby, I’m the reflection of real. A street nigga lookin' for his Bonnie, right now that’s how I feel. Roll me a blunt so we can ride, know I stay strapped. Beef always start out raw ‘til you cook it. That’s why this burner on my lap. I don’t owe a nigga nothin’ so don’t take it out on me. Bed room boom! Scream my name mommy. Going hard the perfect stress relief. I don’t do drama baby so put your past to bed. Tell me are you still down I need some eyes behind my head.
Too real baby, Boss my name. I’m going to get this money, I don’t play no games. Niggas and es come and go like seasons; which season are you? When I Fall are you there for the Winter? Or are you just there for the Spring back and Summer time cool? This Boss love ain’t sweet. Still being human make it feel good to have one to keep. So what’s good baby, you ain't dealin' with no lame. Too real, Boss my name
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My babies loved the cats,
through the ages of the naps,
in the pages,
in the clasp,
on the floor,
atop a mat,
I pull it out and flip a bat-
let a lover free the band,
so I may rebuttal and unleash some wrath...
Because just one tap on the blacks,
leads a lover to the back,
just like one Cambridge man of the past-
holds a drink,
and chats your gas-
shoots your lore back at the boss-
holds your cross with MS DOS,
dances slow,
without a flirt,
dances slow,
and acts the jerk,
wounds the birds,
with sailing lurch,
corrodes the curbs,
with wheeling verse,
feeling verve-
eats the skirts,
while doing peddles,
and bronzing metals,
mutating meadows,
while racing against yellows,
seasons those fellows pollinating in the bellows-
of an R1 while you're having so much fun...
Being a beast while you're facing the gun,
in the rip of time between going home and burning the buns,
focusing on the fever that got you your lump some.
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