Oh love defined
Might this troubled world to
See
In blissfulness
You and me
Wicked who oppose
Shall be redeemed
To speak us as one
Ah love redeemed
Sought the frails
Must They trouble
To find
I have a love
So sweet and kind
Oh mercy we
Might We to bare
Us redeemed
A concuss bare
Sweet the love
We pledge to share
To consimate
A humbled care
To procreate
And truffle not
We as one
And those begotten
they may not laugh
If they take my hand
We as one
Before a world to stand
Lovers cow
To be as one
Our new days
Have just begun
Whereas we
In joyful bliss
To stand as one
The pride in bliss
Happy we
As love unfolds
To stake our claims
And defined our goals
A banner of
Christ we bare
In joyful love
The mentions share
To be as one
To welcome in
Biides and grooms
Toast our new kin
Categories:
frails, love, marriage,
Form: Ballad
The words of wisdom
Are for the hopeless and frails
Breath life who believe.
Categories:
frails, faith, life, truth, wisdom,
Form: Haiku
eerie odds itched
fumbling frails flipped
saucy syllables puked
nosing nocturnal nude
lanky lust birthed
heaving haughty pandemic
ordeals awed strife
taunting tuning thrives
wielding whooshing wiles
dark dribbles dripped
tracing bruised tips
laced wit's lips
trained technology thrilled
taming teenybopper's twigs.
'20:05:09:19:21
Note: Of trained technology.
Categories:
frails, dark,
Form: Sonnet
Reptile meat got a foul swallow
The creeping things they eat
emit putrid vapors ...
vocal odors lemmings do follow
Falling off the cliff
into the mouth ...
Bask in the saliva nasty
Get paralyzed stiff —
a human mouse ...
Cheesy flavor of a patsy
Snakes eat rats
Big boa sin swallow up
little mice men
Slithering meat
is an abominable eat
Humans eat the snake
that ate the rat
Viper lip spitting fake
was a lying cat
Ouroboros wail,
head eating the tail
Gator toes tipping the scale;
safe open ... lock failed
The creeping things you eat
will give you weasel daydreams
Gorge on the slithering meat,
digest Bubonic Plague schemes
Snakes eat rats
King cobra sin swallow up
pawn mice men
Humans eat the snake
that has flicker love for the Mickey
Fork lips spitting fake,
Komodo dragon claws blood lickey
Ouroboros wails,
serpent head eating the rodent tails
Tapering toes charm the faint frails;
jaws open ... heart failed
A wicked, pulmonary feed
is slithering in the high, tall weeds
A taste of paralyzing greed
will molt covetously into evil deeds
Categories:
frails, corruption, dark, truth, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
What stands as models of perfection
these standards to cure your doubt
whichever words whisper to lovers
that which than shall remove doubt
must I await to be your husband
to than be pushed aside and be unloved
or might I be important to your needs
and stand honored and loved
or might those who wish us drifted
those who collaborate to have us apart
find room to start their meddling
and hammer spikes into our drifting hearts
or shall we stand on our knowing's
and be lovers within the frails
the meaner the words of those doubters
than shall be gossip
and their plans revealed
Categories:
frails, anniversary, anxiety, appreciation, art,
Form: Ballad
I fight you every single night. I fight you tooth and nail. When I close my eyes I end up dreaming future frails. I'm not a prophet as I lay, but I walk in future's ghostly ways. Ahead I've seen troubles further sent. Oh my Lord not to me. Yet my Lord won't relent.
I also dream of the past, mostly war's shadows cast. Sometimes of love forgone of hearts with empty songs. Girls with colored hair, in crayon flair. In others I get to go to heaven. On those occasions I wake up telling almost joyful yelling.
So I struggle with the fight, fist and might. Eventually comes the darkness and its night. as I lose to the closure of this world, my eyelids down, closed in full unfurl. Opening them to my new venture I awake. I pray I don't see a mouth and I'm the steak.
Categories:
frails, destiny, dream, fate, funny,
Form: I do not know?
Traders besides the street
Hawkers of beckoning teeths.
End of progressing wealth.
Over hill and beyond death.
Tarmac of blood tilled with bones,
Hater's abode in varying tone.
Energizing witch-craft and western swiftness,
Retrieving destruction and unGodliness.
Scramble of ambiguity scattered around,
Ink of penury begotten inwardly abound.
Desacrated hope and shattered wills,
Emerging Joy bewitched with venomous pills.
Optimum validation is to their lavished,
Fame and wealth is from their banished.
Living like their is no life,
Incarnation of thriving strife.
Faith fated with frails and fears,
End of Joy-peace,wealth-luxury;all positive pairs.
c.2017
Categories:
frails, anger, , western,
Form: Acrostic
The black panther; no spots for fear,
Accustomed by the frails of the forests,
To the long stretch of the Nile,
Such beauty, I marvel at.
Grazed fields, wetting bullock's appetite
For the savannah- a stone throw in distance to the mighty Sahara!
Oh! Africa! What a mighty creed envelopes your wits!
In strength and might, she stands unequalled!
Daunting cultures via tribes,
Stretches the Zambezi river,
Encombed by the beauty of the Niger,
These caves of treasure brews heritage;
Of untold generations.
The moonlight stories savour our bellies;
For each morsel we ingest; joy beams.
The scent mild one's thought; for our meal trickles away the temptation of the past!
Such panther irks the spirits of conquerors.
Oh Africa!
Categories:
frails, africa, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,
Form: Chant Royal
Condolences
(For The Fateful Fall of MH370)
Then I heard it loudly told
In words blank and bold
Some eerie gloomy quotes
That crushed with leaden notes;
They squeezed me with fear
Oozing out many a tear.....
And, with strokes of this mail
Beside you I also travail.
Where man’s wrath begins
The dreadful Devil wins-
How bad the mind frails
Is when conscience fails!
Pierced by this cruel dart
We ‘All’ bleed from the heart-
For, the old and those small
Deserved a Life after all!!
Yet, if you look up, not down
Seeds of comfort can be sown:
‘It’ plunged to our grief
Ascend with Renewed Life!
****As news broke the silence on the fate of the innocent 259 passengers aboard the plane of death; the Boeing 777, missing from 08 March until its remnants were spotted and confirmed today, 24 March 2014.
JM
24th March 2014
Categories:
frails, emotions,
Form: Couplet
20,000 Days
Thinking of my life
20,000 days behind me
Days of challenges and thrills
Love and battles completed with valor
So many experiences I had
So many more I wanted to do but never got around to
There were things I should have said
Others I regretted the second they flew from mouth
Did I do everything I could in those 20,000 days?
There was wasted time I know
Feelings that died inside me without a whimper
Others released without abandon to be lost in reality
I am not sure how many days I have left
A mere seven or another 20,000 to look forward to
My body frails with every passing second
The energy I had in now just a fading memory
Will I have the time to do what I never got done?
May I say what I should have or taken back my mistakes
I have no choice how long I will last in this body
Maybe 20,000 days is just enough for a mortal human
20,001 may be too much
19,999 may be one to few for a life to matter
It is all up to the immortals Fates to decide
But, all in all I have led a good life so let the Fates come
I will go with no regrets and a smile on my face
That will be my choice
Categories:
frails, death, introspection, life, life,
Form: Free verse
Lighting and burning inside
As his breading frails,
A building and overflow
Drips through his face and nails.
The world has his flesh
Tied and lashed, still giving sweet exhales.
Shedding loved tears
As his crown is to bash.
But a light that goes
And awakens the few,
Yet kept and kept
Even in struggle with brother foes.
And just when a call
From questions face,
With a dim shine
And a fallen grace.
Humbled is asked, for roads
To nobler days.
In shadows a beaten man rises
To light paths, to untaken ways.
Categories:
frails, father, hope, life, love,
Form: Acrostic