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Her Anatomic Beauty

A face masked with beauty, 
And a heart engross with 
charity.
An eyes as blazing as the 
sun, 
Attached to a creature that 
brings fun.
Lips that produces an 
astonished smile, 
That can make the air still 
for a while.
A nose that makes up her 
beautiful face, 
Wonderfully created in the 
whole of human race.
A tongue that speaks for 
the truth, 
Of a unique creature down 
from her root.
A pair of hands that 
embrasses love, 
Love of her father above.
A chest that protects her 
special heart, 
From thorns that can tear it 
apart.
Hairs both dark and brown, 
That helps fit in her beauty 
crown.
A mind that's as peaceful as 
a dove, 
Connecting with a will to 
show love.
A pair of ears that makes 
her a good listener, 
And 2 fist that makes her a 
good fighter.
20 set of amazing fingers, 
That makes her beauty 
lingers.
A reddish fluid that flows 
through her veins, 
And tears that help wash 
away all her pains.
In her face lies 2 dots of 
dinpples, 
That makes her lovely, 
gorgeous and simple.
A slimy gorgeous body of 
hers, 
That makes her more 
beautiful than her pals.
From the crown of her hair 
to the sow of her feet, 
Looks so radiant without a 
zit.
A pair of legs that keeps her 
moving by faith, 
And also enables her to 
raise above hate.
She possess a skin so 
bright like a star, 
And as sweet as ester.
All these unique parts 
comes together, 
To make up a special 
creature altogether.
Believe me when i say she's 
amazing to be with, 
And a perfect world without 
her is incomplete.
Her face is made without a 
scar, 
That's why her beautiful 
name is ESTHER.
Form: ABC


I Know

I’m writing this poem to those
who are living life in the dark
I know you have some secrets
and I know you don’t want to set off a spark

You’ll know who you are in a minute
when you read my words here on this page
For your face has seen many tears
and long ago you started to age.

There’s a look that I can recognize 
in someone now that I used to be
It saddens me more than you know
I wish that you could see what I see

For if you were to have known me then
and see how far I have come
From those days of being filled with fear
from another ones temper did I succumb

Oh yes, I’m familiar with those days
of “tripping and falling” down the stairs
Or running into the doorway
And being tired of all others glares

Better you just stay home after that
after those clumsy days of yours
and avoid people altogether
and avoid explaining your new sores

I’m writing to tell you something
it’s something you need to hear
Nobody deserves to be treated like this
so tell yourself that freedom is near

You’re much stronger than you think you are
just look at what you’ve endured
No lamb could have ever survived your plight
and WRONG carries a sentence, rest assured.

So know that you’re not alone anymore
there are plenty of us you can trust
we’ll be there to help you every step of the way
and soon your life will be just

the next time your precious partner
comes at you with all that they’ve got
put up your hand and say to his face
there’s something that I have been taught

You have no right to assault me
no right to do me any harm
and if you continue this behavior
You’ll be the one with cause for alarm

Touch one more hair on my head
My friends will be here and help me say
I’m going to be safe, you’ll never see me again
And you’re going to be put safely away.


2016
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Leave me to live on

Leave me to live

Life. What is that? Is it a radiation? Game of God? Just an illusion? Maybe an interesting natural phenomenon?
No. Life is life. Sometimes forced by suffering, forced by happiness, but life didn’t give me a chance, enjoy your life 
Leave my life, and live my memory, you will find there our lives. Children, yours and mine, ours, live in the future’s life

You didn’t love me. I loved you. You found me. Not I found you. My life is damaged, destroyed, ruined by you
I want to get the truth. Life of life, the reality of life. Just open the life and feel the land,
the land of the soul, never to be alone
Never live alone, but stay alone, live together, gather together, live the life alone, not together, together alone, be alone in the life and together, altogether


Live me alone to live
Be in my life to live
Could you give me your life?
Accept mine
Stay with me
Live me
Alone
To live our lives

Premium Member Existence

Reality doesn't exist until it is observed or measured
……Quantum Theory

When it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry.”
……Niels Bohr

I am not sure if it matters
but there is a solace
in the ritual of finding words 
to fit the shapes and shadows 
that rise like bubbles in the mind, 
to hold them before they burst 
and become what's left behind.
It's hard to figure out 
and sometimes all you can do
is to hang on for the ride.

This morning was like this,
delicately balanced on a breath.
But it was me who was a bubble 
waiting for lips to give me a name, 
uncertainty gathered
into a floating ball looking 
for a shape to fit, something solid, 
a chance for me 
to become altogether real.

I felt brittle, about to be timed out,
a fragile thought slowly unraveling 
in a waking brain. I was neither 
alive nor dead, but a shadow
held in the in-between 
until some caring soul
cast a glance and fixed
this fuzzy ball of chance
within a world of reality
where I fell, once more, 
mortally into me.

Premium Member Imprison Every Thought In Obedience

Take time in due consideration
of all that fills your mind
to look intently inside that matter
fully looking for much there to find

Live by high and lofty principles
bowing to God's perfect holy will
bringing everything before Christ alone
submit in reverence stand forever still

Make your standard equally God like
be as Jesus was here on earth
holding forth scriptural truth to the letter
displaying fruit born from new birth

Take every thought under Christ's word
make sure your obedience truly in line
with that divine inerrant eternal truth
holding it captive to God's ink filled sign

So imprison your every thought
capture it under the sovereign hand
righteous it must be altogether
make it pleasing for heaven's land

('Take every thought captive to obey Christ' 2 Corinthians 10: 5b)
Form: Rhyme


Bramazing Duke Part I

Be brave, said I, said I…Hey Duke, you are bramazing – brilliant and amazing combined…I hope you view this poem – I have a lot on my plate and I really like you…’l’ stands for ‘like’…’I’ stands for ‘ice cream’…K stands for ‘kake (cake)’…and ‘E’ is for ‘eggs’ – that, altogether – in sentence form, is “I have a lot on my plate and I really like you like ice cream, cake and eggs…that sounds childish and sounds wrong…sorry – I’ve tried to work my verse magicalness – that was also an acrostic in itself – it’s an acrostic within an acrostic – what a mind blowing reality of it all!
Radiant sun shines on me when you comment on my writings
And…I’d like to say ‘thank you’ for being a computer pal!
Marvelous thoughts come to mind when I think of you and I’s relationship – yet, I don’t know you in person…however, that doesn’t really matter for the meantime
A wisp of wistful breeze zips right through me…it’s as if the atmosphere is getting colder than cold itself…frozen in place forever…never floating in space…free me…set me free…free me…set me free…my mind repeats words…phrases…I’m part dyslexic and autistic as my mind tells me at this very moment as I’m writing this out without a slightest doubt…I pout…I doubt…I pout…I am a drought, thirsty for Him alone…He’s my backbone…I am on my own, but not alone…Duke, sorry – I get off topic sometimes, but you are absolutely nice and you’re personality is like sugar and spice with a touch of advice…does that sound abserk? I hope naught… I was hopeless – not! I used to hving a lying disorder when I was younger because I thot I could be sneeeeeky… I spell things wrong on purpose just in case any of you are grammar Nazis…I shouldn’t use that term, but oh well – who knows where the wind blows…I could write as long as I live with all of my perpetual might…God’s sight – a light at the end of the tunnel..what’s your Light, Duke?
Zigzagging thoughts strike me…and I’m stuck – stuck – stuck in this pit for hours it seems…mend my broken, shattered dreams……………. Scattered reality of it all really pushed me out of shape and size…I make up sayings and quotes – I’m weird, aren’t I, Duke? Well – that’s the new me

Blameless

Blameless


If you want to be glad then be glad,
If you want to be sad then be sad.
If you want to be altogether happy inside,
Then don’t rely on a man.


We are bad to the bone and bad for your soul,
You should just let go and save yourself.
You are blameless and you should go.
We are the nameless and we only care about ourselves.


If you need to be loved then find love,
If you need to be alone then be alone.
If you want to be altogether a better person,
Then delete his number off your phone.


You are bad at lying and we see right through;
We just let you believe we don’t see what you do.
We allow you to believe we will be here forever,
But we are already looking for the exit and a way to sever,
This chain that binds us together in love,
Because to us there is nothing more important than trust.


If you want to be real then be real,
If you want to be fake then be a fake.
If you don’t want to believe the words that I say,
Then have yourself a nice day.



(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Form:

In a fix , outspoken, and fearful too

    Your index is still in grip than your appendix.
    Your words are still in repulsion of mirror, consciously.
    It does kill, I think, both ways. indecision as a pill cutter and anti-cutter
    Three subjects wide ruled lines, even though 
    the very first one did not melt, so far. 
    Yet, these days, they do come again, as long-lost sun lights. 
    Once a study table with a glass top, used to believe that. 
there was a student.
sweating to study, 
harder and harder in watching lives, passing by, finetuning and fines and dues. 
and tuning in the farthest try than in nearer sigh, 
happening democracy in the pressing opposite
cramming the fine paper space in an obscure awkward offset
Where words fall short to heed or hide 
or make a duo in understanding altogether. 

Looking inwardly, I am too
Or else, it is better to let go
Truly it is far better to let go 
than to hold back a strenuous good bye
That should end at least half an hour ago
Peculiarly, blossoming at the doorstep, once again!

They Made the Patriarchy, Part Ii

...The hard-core just leave men altogether,
but in the rank-and-file there’s a trend
of these women speaking of ‘gentle’ guys,
then shacking up with the dominant men.
Tale old as time, women love the ‘bad boy,’
there instinct responds to his aggression,
some deign to marry the ‘sensitive’ guys.
but then cheat, and take half their possessions.

It is quite the cognitive dissonance,
to say one thing, while craving another,
their teaching says they should be ‘empowered,’
while their instincts cry, “Make me a mother!”
They claim in one breath, “Women rule the world!”
but then complain their man isn’t decisive,
say they want a man to take care of them,
while preaching that such men are repulsive!

And this patriarchy the women built,
nobody can say that it has not worked,
we have built up great civilizations,
freed women from most of the threats of this earth.
We’ve built huge houses, all climate controlled,
machines that will take us any place quick,
we grow too much food, our infants don’t die,
yet they still get mad, and call us all sick?

I think deep down they want what they always did,
but are convinced doing so must betray
some cause created by unhappy women
all the way back in their grandmother’s day,
not seeing that those ‘patriarchal men’
are the men that those grandmothers created,
seems kind of ungrateful, after all this,
for them to proclaim men should be hated.
Form: Rhyme

Own Yourself

Own yourself!
Nagging on someone 
isn't going to cut you a shining star.
Reminiscing on your past will only 
give you the worst of unsweetened-soured 
memories of your life time.

Let it go
Take a step to finding you again.
What was done was gone altogether.

Acquaint yourself with positive thoughts
you'll be surprised how easy it is 
to board up that broken door and open 
a new one.
Walk thru with no fear.
You're  free,
you're in charge of your life.
A whole new you will emerge 
glowing with not, but happiness.

Own it and fly!
Yes baby- you own the wheel
So steer it to your own happiness 
Because when you smile
you're the most beautiful person to be seen.

Own yourself baby... Smile!


Written by; Akkina R Downing 
1-21-15

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