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Gianni is only seven and his mind seems so mature,
doesn't he amaze everyone when he talks and smiles?
We all thought that kids had a different nature:
to play baseball and ride their sturdy Turtle bikes!
How can a kid with gorgeous and innocent eyes
not make us laugh when he spills a glass of hot chocolate
on the carpet and whispers, " Sorry " twice?
He surely deserves a big hug not loud words that irritate!
Gianni is learning new skills daily: like walking as his proud dad,
imitation or not, it's spontaneous and very comical;
woe to his mom if she makes fun of him by shaking her head!
Ah! He thinks is a grown man and can climb a wall!
Yesterday's kids weren't that smart, they spent more time playing with toys...
blame technology for their knowledge or us for being fashionable and sophisticate;
we have everything at our command, but children like Gianni have become boys:
soon they'll be men with ingenious ideas to build a world that we can only imitate!
Here ends a life that never was
Lord, I thank you for your love
In the morn, my soul will ascend
A snow white turtle dove
When you sleep, your dreams alight
You’re free from guilt and fear
When you awake in the dead of night
My screams are all you hear
Then like an angel from high above
A black cloaked figure stood
“He heard your words of thanks for love
and has acted as he should”
The angelic priest then took her hand
And lifted her on high
It was then she heard the heavenly band
And knew her time was nigh
The Lord was there to greet her
“My child your faith held strong
may you serve for a while longer
and join the spiritual throng”
He sent her back down to a part of France
Where Our Lady once appeared
And taking up this one last chance
A blue clad person neared
“Hi I’m Lucy” the person said
Her voice so soft and true
She turned to smile, her graceful head
Noticing the crowd of blue
This was where her true heart lie
In the place of penance and love
Where in the morn she did release
Her snow white turtle dove.
met a man that had no shoes,
druken and pathetic.
looked as if he's nothing to lose,
and i felt so sympathetic.
i thought that it would help,
if i offered him some change
but he looked at me and laugh
which i really thought was strange
he said young man you know nothing about me
,or why i live like i choose,
for i am happy just the way things are,
and i need no pity from you ,
i never harmed anyone !
never begged borrowed or robbed
, -for i'll have everything i could dream-
as long as i have faith in God,
so go ahead with your money
and put it towards something worth while
trust me i have plenty
for i am my father's child
by meeting that old man
i learned a very important lesson that day
before you judge you must first understand
what brought them to be that way
so i left that day with alot in mind
to not be so judgemental of the people i meet
for who knows at any giving time
that could be me living in the streets
SHE SPEAKS OF HIM
LACKING THE DEVOTION
TO STANDOUT
ABOVE THE CROWD
SHE SAID HIS VOICE
DIDN'T HAVE TO BE LOUDEST
HE JUST HAD TO BE LOUD
PROUD TO STAND BESIDE
AND EVEN PROUDER TO KNOW
HIS WAYS OF LOVING
SHE WAS PROUD TO SHOW
IF YOU GOTTA DISCUSS IT
MAYBE SOMETHING AINT RIGHT
AND WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE THAT
OFTEN THE OTHER TAKES FLIGHT
EXPLAIN AND REEXPLAIN THE
OTHERS POSITION
THE NEED TO UNDERSTAND WHAT'S
GOING ON
AND WHAT GONNA GO DOWN
THEN MIGHT THESE BE WORDS
THAT SOME STRANGER
MIGHT SEE TO SPEAK ON
GIVE THEM JAZZY QUOTES" LIKE-
DROP THE ZERO
FOR THE HERO"
OR " GET WITH WHAT HAPPENING MAN,
THINGS AINT LIKE THAT KNOW MORE"
SPEAK SOFTLY AND BE UNHEARD
THAT'S WHEN SOMEONE ELSE CAN
CHANGE YOUR WORDS
If I look at your star above
And picture my life from the past
All the other stars, they zoom about
Showing my personality
Disappearing fast
Then one night, the stars were different
A different place and time
I realised that this was what could be
Another life
That could be mine
An hour in front of my place of birth
A journey under the sea
A place that I felt comfortable too
There was someone
There for me
I never thought there would be love
Solitude was my life
Through all the trials and tribulations
I came through
All the strife
I found you in the last place I’d look
Or you found me? I don’t know
All I know is I have you now
I’m never ever
Letting go
I thought I could love a Russian Girl.
Her lips were divine, pretty like a rose
She was lovely, with the cutest curl.
Why couldn't I stop looking at her toes?
I swear they were twisted, not one was straight.
Sure her dress showed off her sexy form.
Those open sandles, they didn't look great!
Within my mind, I was completely torn.
I may be shallow, a horrible guy.
My foot fetish is far from a joke
Staying with her I would surely die.
If I sucked those toes I'm sure I'd choke
Some like big boobs that flop all about.
For me it's a foot, perfect and petite.
Still others prefer a woman more stout.
I'm cursed to be a man attracted to feet
For Dr. Ram Metha's Chastuski Me contest. ABAB form
If I were you
And you were me
i knew your sorrows
And you felt pains of me.
All roots of misunderstanding
Live in the heart of unknowns
We don't know well about each other
So misconceptions lead the differences.
If elders were youngsters
And youngsters were elders
They knew each other's needs
Thus disputes never sprout their seeds.
All you wanted to know about me
Same i wanted to know about you
if you want war and disputes should dwell in hell
then we shouldn't afraid to make World well.
If some day a miracle happens
All men and women change their gender
They can feel needs of each other
Thus Respect and dignity hurt never.
If humans were Nature
And nature were humans
Think what we get from Nature
And what we return holy Nature
What is the worst in the world?
Consider ownself merely right in the World.
If all persons are right
Then how deadly weapons get birth to fight.
Dark thoughts chastushka
28/10/11(home)
By Sashi.Prabhu(ZEAUOXIAN)
Behold! unto me it will ever so cling,
Often wonder why it lingers on with me,
Untold, it is to make the church bell ring,
Akin to a dark shadow it owns the locked key.
Unchain it from my body please,
Unfathomable within me are it’s depth,
A quest so forceful will be the need as is,
To get to , where fate has it kept.
Up above for it we peeked and looked,
Down below for it we did search,
Alas! The icy claws had it hooked,
Solitude the path to rock in from it’s perch.
Forward,I aired with calming mind,
Ahead I moved with a stance so soft,
Frozen heart now melted to be kind,
My thoughts they said by now were aloft.
Reflect I practiced every morn for sure,
Pondered much I for every need,
Pure Thought, me knew was the only cure,
For now all that is put forward is pure deed.
Content am I with my present self,
Away has travelled the devlish reign,
Calm is my mind content in itself,
Dark thoughts they say I must abstain.
Every morn ,now it awaits for me,
To a cool breeze and a warm smile,
And when I look out so green is the tree,
My life they see has just begun to be worthwhile.
The world lies silently sleeping
The day of judgement has come
This day is one of awe and wonder
But feared by many and none
I looked out across the seafront
The waters calm and still
Across the meadow was quiet
Nothing stirred on the hill
Everything was holding its breath
Nothing dare speak or move
Everything waiting, waiting
To see what it’s made to prove
Had we as a world, as one and all
Done enough to make it through?
Only the one who judges and knows
Could tell us what really was true
Fire would consume us all
Or feathers protect us from fate
Depending on the judgement
All we could do was wait
Then very softly from the sky
The feathers, through air and trees
The one who judges sent the sign
And everything moved with ease
The end of days as we knew them
Time to start over and new
The judge had passed his sentence
Repayment was now due
I Don’t Got a Dime
Author Dana Redricks
September 14, 2014
I don’t got a dime to my name
Standing in the rain.
I got problems heavy on the brain,
Going through the motion about
To go insane.
I can’t stand the pain.
I don’t got a dime to my name.
I’m a loss words of fame.
So I’m standing in the rain.
With a pocket pull of lent, and
I got to pay the rent.
Money come, and money goes,
But I can’t watch that cash flow.
I don’t have no place to go, and I don’t
Feel like putting on a show.
I need money don’t you know.
Trying to hussle, and flow.
I got to get grind on for show.
Baby don’t you know.
It’s all about hussle , and flow.