Just clench your presence and perseverance per each severance/
as it enlightens your sense you can be relied on like plans for anchorage/
I see additives that help create and crate addicts/
The statistics sit in and add ticks to brackets/
Try to be ragged to flats of the packs and all dramatics/
Kids logistics of it tips influence to ruckus/
It pits persistence off his ship to a rut Gus/
With influences rough hardship is a smut bus but a must/
Given is prudence with buff-man ship guts/
Driven by tenants of the heart to make plans fit in/
Heaven like expectant's at the start grew quick dance a hip in/
Smitten by this exuberance as if it’s a mansion to live in/
What’s written is luminous if it’s to mention don’t give in/
Walking;
This time there was no choice,
you had started to sing;
To the sound of your voice
I had to keep going;
Why not?
I am starting to feel you;
Even in your earshot
this is what it’s come to;
You’re the prize, a jackpot;
Give in,
allow me to get close;
Go on caress my pen;
I’ll paint you into prose,
start what has never been.
© Francis Maugo
Never surrender
Never surrender.
Move on the up and up with
strength from the inside.
Continuously accept,
Continuously look forward.
Never be the person
Who is viewed as a weakling.
Recall the past,
Search for what's to come.
Continuously recall it's not
unexpected great to be dark.
You are unique,
You are interesting.
To go far in life is the thing that
you should look for.
You are splendid,
You demonstrate to astound each day,
Also there is somebody who will
cherish you all aro und
Happy birthday, dear Jona Lyn,
God's servant follows the Lord's will;
Children of God never give in
To temptation of the devil.
Topic: Birthday of Jona Lyn Canino (April 02)
Like a phoenix from the ashes,
I will live to fly again.
This illness will not beat me
I will fight away the pain.
I will soar above the tree tops,
Like I did in yesteryear.
Live my life,as I did before,
As if the pain was never here.
The legend of the phoenix
Rising right before your eyes,
Once again full of life,
To fly the wonderous skies.
26/03/2021
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Remember surrender is something you choose
to stop painful cuts and refrain from bruise,
it's an excuse you use in order to lose,
but if you go again in vain against the grain
you could obtain a gain that gains momentum
and one moment of mounting passion
could amount to you moving mountains,
outing the doubt in yourself
and neglecting the negative that lives
with nothing to give but sabotage gifts
will see fate shift winds
that rescind the s**t stain self opinion you let live on the shelve
and with all that's yours you can endure escape from the jaws of defeat,
do not allow yourself be beat,
feel your heart that still beats,
if it's not still you're able to compete,
just don't start to weep
and be aware you're not weakened
enough yet to see a bleak end.
Why give in when you can begin,
if you didn't win just take it on the chin,
don't ever let it break you down within,
instead of give in, begin, and you can still win.
Dream of hope
Hope of dreams
Reality is not what it seems
Dark hours come to drill through your soul
But it's holes can't kill and it's hours soon go
Never give up or turn away
Reality states that winning is made this way
No matter how dark the future be
With hope and dreams
You can make your reality.
I went home, I could have stayed,
But I knew in the end how it would play.
That even for this brief moment of time,
When my lips touched his, and his lips touched mine,
It would be so blissful, a piece of heaven we’d share,
As we’d slip slowly into a feverish affair.
I’d feel his breath on my neck, his hands on my thighs,
I’d lay in his arms as I closed my eyes.
We’d dive deep into a place of no return,
And live there for a while as the passion fires burned.
Mmm, how I love the way he tastes and he smells so sweet,
Yes, I’m dangerously getting close to being swept off my feet.
So, I could have stayed, but in the end, I fled,
For I knew how it play out, with us both in bed.
And I know that my heart desires so much more,
But there I’d be, left all alone, my heart in pieces on the floor.
And I’d rather not be in a state of ‘dazed and confused’,
To give in one time just to being amused.
I know for sure that it’s worth the wait,
To find the one I can give in to every, single, day.
But I have to be honest, my words must be true,
Even though I slightly gave in, I’m glad I gave in to you.
8/29/16
Swim
And live
Don't Give
In
Light or dim
Above and below the rim
Work hard and take care off your kin
Especially when times are grim
The same goes for her and him
We can't always win
As this planet continues to spin
Things blow away in the wind
The hedges got a trim
And the cuttings were put in a bin
Not a fan of hymns
Or any kind of gin
The silver lining was thin
But so much good it did
Went off a whim
And used my all even if i hurt some limbs
At times I have sinned
Washed the dirt off my skin
And spent time outside doing things that were like being at a gym
By: Dalton Ogletree
Never give in
Continue to try harder
You will build character
And your brain will be sharper
The battle will be tough
Put yourself to the test
Have a strong will
To be your very best
Tomorrow will be better
Rest yourself assured.
Love, it can't get better
Unless you let it.
As the Night dawns,
And the skies turn dark,
As shadows roam my lawn,
And make their mark.
My soul resembles,
The shadows steps,
Dark and purposeless,
Lifeless and upset.
I search everyday,
For the Light,
I hope and pray,
That it’s worth the fight.
As I progress,
On my journey,
I worry less,
Of how my story,
Is going to end,
Of what I’ll find.
I will win,
Break the bind.
And night will always,
Come after the day,
The dark will descend,
But I won’t flee.
I will stand,
And fight the night,
And at the end,
Hold up the light.
Villanelle: One or the other has to give in a tug of war
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
If for altruistic reasons you invite the foreigner
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
You cannot make him feel welcome if you bar
His goat his god his concubine from your door
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
Some men cannot move without saddling altar
On their backs even if you protest as a martyr
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The guest might share your bed with daughter
Though not the status his god reigns superior
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
He could barter his tongue for your own by law
But never the way he prays nor his women’s wear
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
The host not the guest has to give in a tug of war
If he knew the guest had come to stay forever
One or the other has to give in a tug of war
In order to accommodate the guest from afar
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Living fast,I've fallen hard.
My hands upon the wheel
that's been driving you wild.
With my grinning face
you'll start to question your space.
Give in to me.
You're blinded by the city lights.
Signs respond to life and the street starts to soon divide.
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