ABOVE THE LINE
BELOW THE LINE
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by:Je T'aime Mi amor
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Being in love is a powerful mix
of euphoria, deep safety,
and vulnerability
magnetic pull toward
another person—
a mix of exhilarating nervous
energy and profound comfort
often depict this feeling
through specific emotional
and physical sensations.
Love a copassing empolophment
a woggotintal of tibbifflousitic yearning
a pleasant familiarity
comforting tommorrownistic claim of
having belonging
and a since of pride for which
others might envy
our coupling has bought others
to change the way they speak
to us and about us
our togetherness is now
our togetherness is stored
away for future use
it is remade for timely desire
that it's timely need is restoration
in times of certainty and uncertainty
love is now and forever
the expectation of being with
and the expectation of being apart
might such longing restore the need of
our togetherness.
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When Heaven folds its violet wings,
And Silence keeps the Door —
When Faith forgets her whispered psalms,
And Hope is heard no more —
There moves — a Breath — between the Dust,
A Pulse the grave denies —
Too small for Science — yet it stirs
The Weary — when I die.
No temple holds my wandering feet,
No creed my garment hems —
I walk where human sorrow sleeps,
And sing in shattered hymns.
For when all else has turned away,
We find — in one another — God.
Missed someone a lot,
No words nor thoughts.
Could describe how it was.
But what was the point,
When someone has already gone.
One more "hello", one more "goodbye",
For the good and the last time.
Could not believe or imagine,
How I was treated the way you did.
I love piano music sound to my ears.
You said things music to my ears,
But nothing valid.
I need time and energy to do things,
Like piano, embroidery, poetry and travelling.
So spare me with your words and promises.
All my precious time and energy
Has been exhausted.
None left to do anything else.
Long weekend is coming up.
So as the heat and warm weather.
Sorrento, Phillip Island and Apollo Bays,
Here I come, one by one and day after day.
That is what I pray.
Love, a word so simple and yet so grand
A feeling that takes hold of our hearts and hands
It sweeps us off our feet and takes us high
It fills our world with colors we can't deny
Love is a flame that never fades
A light that shines through life's dark shades
It warms our souls and gives us hope
It teaches us how to trust and cope
Love is a journey that we embark
With every beat of our hearts it sparks
It takes us on a ride that we can't resist
A rollercoaster of emotions that persist
Love is a language that needs no words
It's a symphony that can be heard
It's a dance that we share in the night
A moment that feels so pure and right
Love is a gift that we give and take
It's the reason our hearts awake
It's the bond that ties us together
A love that lasts forever and ever
So cherish the love that you have found
Let it grow and spread all around
Let it fill your heart with joy and grace
And let it shine upon your face.
Break
Heart
With pen
To know ink
From the pot of love
Raise the head of sole expression
Build
Heart
With book
TO find out
The hidden life phrase
From the business mind of belief
Buy
Sell
Exchange
The feelings
In natural way
To embrace the essence of peace
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
16/11/2022
Why should I give
To the poor
To the less fortunate
Maybe because I have rent
A piece of
The sky
The sea
The land
The mountain
Too long to share
Maybe because I have taken
Some of
The sunlight
The food
The water
The air
Too much to keep by myself
Maybe I have a bigger share
Than I'm deserved
TO A CHRISTIAN SOCIALIST
When Jesus urged us to donate
To poor strangers or brothers
Did he endorse and give mandate
To proxies in abyssal State *
To signal virtue on a plate
But take it first from others?
If you with heart that bleeds desire
To heal and succour those in pain
Will God not give your spirit fire
Enable you with strength and main
To help in their enhancement
Yet not break the eighth commandment
Why do you choose to denigrate
Yourself, your sister, brother
Deny as cause, and delegate
To those with power to smother
Your self determined strength to be
True source of welfare given free
* ‘abyssal’ - deep as in an abyss
Do not know colossal words and
Grammar not my strength,
To be a pro with much gusto-
The odds for me against.
Though I know we have a story
Each of us can share,
Hence I take part with all my heart
As yes I really care.
To seed good things for life it brings
Responsibility for all,
To co-exist and uplift
Others great or small.
Is what we do, What people do and
Have done all along,
Give to live and live to give
To better any wrong.
Special people round the world
Uniting with their talents,
Harmonising optimising
Love and peace and balance.
We all can learn from someone else
From a testimony and
If we shared the way we took
None would be so lonely.
If the world would end today-- thank you for touching me,
but...
If the world would end tomorrow-- let my arms be wrapped tightly around you;
For trust encourages hope
and hope enlightens love
and love... is always.
In the land of milk and honey
from the givers some proudly take
Not needing what they want
only concerned with filling their plate
The givers needs are few
always happy with what they have
They’re generous and truly care
investing in takers then given a bath
Givers are not interested
with anything that they can take
They want to give what little they have
and share with all their slice of cake
Blessed are those who give
they have God’s love within their heart
They will always help the takers
even when it rips their world apart
September 22, 2020
Givers Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
Some people think that love is easy…
that it’s a piece of cake
as long as we remember…
that love's a give and take.
I think the heart is more fragile than that…
that’s it’s easy to bruise…
to break…
and though I do think love is something you give…
I don’t think it’s something you can take.
I think of love more as a gift.
A gift…that once declared
is to be opened up together…
to be cherished…
to be shared.
Which means if we want love to be easy
to be a piece of cake
then we must think of it as more…than a simple give and take.
For love to work as it is meant to work…
once it’s given…I believe
It’s not something you take
It’s something you receive
Light
we need
in our hearts
Soft, brilliant glow
Give
Hold
my hand
Our journey
the course is set
Take
03/03/2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Light up the Page Poetry Contest : Lanterne
Sponsored by: Joseph May
2nd place in the contest
Here
You May
Have it All
I am glad to
Give
What?
Again?
You’re always
So willing to
Take
Written 03-02-2019
Contest: Light Up The Page - Lanterne
Sponsor: Joseph May
Yes, God does give and take away
but when He gives, it is a gift
a truth your life so well portrays,
the one our lives were well spent with.
Our minds and hearts they cling to you
sifting through every memory
to find the best of you to be
what God chose to invest in me.
Yes, God does give and take away
and when He takes the time is right
and though it bring our eyes to tears
your passing was no oversight.
He knew that you would be well prepared
to sit down at the Masters side
rewarded for how well you fared,
you proved your worth every stride.
Yes, God does give and take away,
sometimes He does not give at all,
to have had you was a priviledge
from your day of birth till the day He called.
Never knowing you would have been the loss
one we now know we could not afford
because having you, as God gave with love
stands to prove He always gave enough.
Somebody fill me in
on the give and take
Please, somebody ...
please, anybody
Somebody tell me
what is real and what is fake
I wanna hear it from somebody
I need to hear from anybody ... no copies
I see walking mannequins nobodies
I’m starting to shun everybody
Somebody got a bad habit,
for goodness sake
They wanna keep theirs,
and still eat my angel cake
Just another silver spoon
slice of give and take
Another fork tongue bite
mark of give and take
Another knife to my life ...
gangsta give and take
For my labor,
they wanna give me nothing
Then take away
my freedom of choice to make
They wanna give me no mercy,
and take away none of my mistakes
Now I know why,
I’m always so thirsty
Somebody gave me
a bottle squeezed empty
taste of give and take
They gave me a whole lot of chest misery,
with their coffin cake funeral carryout take
They sure gave me plenty of cemetery grief,
when they took away my freedom to breathe
This devil cake cremated bake
was their last give and take
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