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Withered meadows of yesteryears ache, recalling memories forlorn,
As discords of then mourn, assailing vibes of now, emotions torn;
Yet I believe, love would have still vouched~ together we belong,
If only you knew, how to strum, sensuous rhythms of our love-song.
Gracing my embrace, lovingly you caress, my jilted sleepless night,
And on every dawning horizon, you still are, the halo of my delight;
As I believe, episode of love, would always write a lovesome theme,
If only you knew, you have long been, epitome of my romantic dream.
You bedazzle my memory, beaming grin of an enamored glance,
Being my Cinderella, avowing to rekindle fairy-tale of romance;
As I believe, you would still be the music, pulses-cadent impart,
If only you knew, you are the seductress, plucking strings of my heart.
In realms of desires, chasing bliss of your love, my passions call-out,
When you are in amorous cuddle, hypnotized by grip of fervent clout;
As earnestly I believe, you would love me still, even from miles afar,
If only you knew, you have been my aura, my fulgent northern-star.
Birds that always sung for you, serenade you, lauding your name,
Spurred by fond recollections, applauding memoirs of love’s acclaim;
And I believe, words unsaid would not be uttering, a sigh of regret,
If only you knew, love we shared, pledges eternal shall never forget.
Arousing opulence of ancient ballrooms
She creates her own make-believe world
Waltzing coyly in terpsichorean rhythms
Upon glittering stage where they sell love
Each time she caresses arms of a stranger,
Pretending to levitate in sultan’s harem
In glitzy appeal of polygamous mansions
Where she reiterates to sighs of ambivalence--
This used to be once the venue of glamour.
But her allegory of ardor quickly fades
As her disillusioned ego yearns for solace
When invisible bruises begin to ache
Having surrendered esteem to ruthless nights
Trading dead-feelings in lavish marbled halls
Where stench of alcohol, perfumes, and cigars
Traps perturbed anguish inside prison walls
From which, she knows, there’s no escape.
Initiation period for her was the hardest
When beauty and youth at height of apex
Squandered her magical Cinderella zeal
Abandoning fabled-castle her childhood built
Crying into that gutless, gruesome night
For lacking the force of fortitude to leave
Before she condemned her soul into abyss.
She’s worthless to the heartless crowd now—
A shriveled rose desolate in parched garden,
A discarded bottle of expensive scotch;
So, voicing contempt, like a caged bird she sings
About the wedding night she always fancied
Reciting lyrics, crooning spent feelings,
Whispering the names she picked for her kids.
Look closely at her, she has no chains now,
She can abscond easily whenever she wants
But, alas, no longer has she the desire to fly;
For her mutilated spirits relentlessly bleed
Ever since her own hands clipped her wings.
August 29, 2020
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As dark gives way
Joy hands light the key
To open the dawn of a new day
As she feels the moment long foresee
Friends, extend to her a wish of will today
From my heart-- a song
Not a call and response or an opera
Speed would bless you forever really long
Like look(s) are kept anew in graph by the camera
Noting the difference in stages of being young
My hands play sounds
In its closet of secret melody
Though eyes can't see it abounds
But ears enjoy how it throbs into rhapsody
Leaving most hearts wondering themes it expounds
All the time reply
Be happy and have fun
Against what hindrances bely
Knowing this hour will run till none
Enjoy all the bliss just don't go high
A bell to give different tones
Bass or tenor; sonorous or high pitch
Adhere thy steps of its dictates and hones
Keenly along changes even though it bewitch
Err glaring at everyone yet, you today: thou owns
Add contrast to become skillful
Blending true atmosphere--natural
As the backdrop produces stirs so willful
Keeping joy at heart and wishes in mind off general
Energizing the grace of coming true singing... wonderful!
May no one use on you RIP
Come what may unless thou grows old
Even when circumstances bring about the need to tip
For it all as part of concern to strategically uphold
Rather make it for anyone an unreturned trip
Amen??
Happy birthday dearest sister, friend and buddy
Traveler's regrets
He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating
He thinks the boy will know, he has lived long enough
to not chase rainbows, a fleur-de-lys is but pretty and disappears from view in a dreamy haze
Perhaps it was the voyage that mattered, not how it ends
Sheesh
I am not a monster like Bela*
I’m just a romantic fella
But this is no good
I see Hollywood
Has decided to slam Cinderella
Ok, some of you have pointed out my mistake and I acknowledge, I was wrong. It was Snow White and not Cinderella they were slamming. But Snow White doesn't rhyme with fella so... : ) I guess I don't know my fairy tales too well. Regardless it is ridiculous.
I know this Limerick sucks but what the hell is going on in this world?
I read this morning that some Hollywood star (?) has come to the decision
that because Prince Charming kissed Cinderella while she was asleep
(under the witches spell) he did so without her permission so this cartoon
is sending a bad message to young boys. I mean, what’s next?
Bambi, because his little rabbit friend’s name is Thumper and
that rhymes with Hump Her? Sheesh.
* Bela Lugosi who portrayed Dracula in the movies
Four hours till the drop time is standing still
As I mentally prepare myself gotta watch for the cops
I hear the spirit still
Baby we could be like the fox and the hound
Because let's be honest it's no fun playing with yourself
Baby no hard feelings I wish you well
I ain't got a red hand to be caught
Let me fly or give me death
Feel the ripples echo through your heart
Hia-chop! I caught you through trickery
Initially, your heart beats on this side of the mysterious
Positionally, the Lord still Loves me uncoditionally
Cherry Terror Blanco Vendetta
I evolve Orange Cinderella
As planets revolve Djins suffer disadvantages
I'm an Apache man
You better study close the dynamics involved
I'm bigger than ballistic test in a field exam
I come in Cannons!
I'm facing giants, demons the size of dinosaurs
there goes a T-Rex and a Terror Taurus
And I'm the asteroid headed for their ass
Welcome to my paradigm
As I take you on a stroll through paradise
Where survival is a picnic of 51 ideas
I was thinking maybe we could get our heads together on some night
Because 2 swords are better than 1
Don't you think that is right?
The Secret of Christmas
Who could not wish for Christmas?
For I have been witness with my own eyes
I have felt the humanity and joy raining from the skies
I have traveled back in time, long ago
Into a Maronite church
Listening to the language of Jesus
As the choir sings
Children romp and play
I see man with arms outstretched in humble prayer
Time travel is possible, back to the future of peace
I hear many voices proclaim all that Christmas is NOT
They are all wrong
When you focus on the nots
You see not what is
What is, is love
However expressed
However given
Heavenly peace is felt in the soul
Every single human should feel this joy
Even with a humble messenger of love
Listen first the message
The message you say?
The savior is in us all
Listen to the beating of your own heart
Follow any path you choose
As long as you see the light
The universe will shine bright
The beauty inside of you
Should you open it to the world
Is gods gift
To one and all
Merry Christmas
Hallelujah- Lindsey Stirling
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VzprYCxPBQ
Katherine Jenkins - Hallelujah
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PwIMQ4sb3A
Katherine Jenkins - Angel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xdv-VOMcyE
Midnight's mystery, she wears with grace
A black dress that hugs her curves in place
That makes my heart race,
Even by a lock, in her gaze...
Silky fabric, smooth as her skin
Invites my eyes to linger,
And sets my soul ablaze!
Her curves, a gentle slope, to manoeuvre
Make me wish to endure,
Than to subdue to her seductive way
As she moves, the dress clings and sways...
A whispered promise, of secrets untold
Unfold as my dream
That would be real, if the night,
Ended with at least just a dance
To quench my fright!
The dress, a shadow, that follows her form
A dark embrace, that accentuates her charm
A subtle rustle, as she walks by
A sensual whisper, that makes my heart sigh...
If only she would let me even
Touch her thigh, so that I'd be fine!
Her eyes, bright jewels, shining bright and bold
Reflecting the night, with a story untold
A smile, a living treasure of a tale to be told...
To hearts of men, that are cold,
Look! It's her that I adore
For she's my Cinderella
Not Angela the ballerina, we all know!
In black, she's radiant,
Vibrant as the glowing stars
That add color to my dark sky
In my lonely night,
For she lights up my world
Beyond words, I can live to write
Indeed the girl in a black dress,
You, I'll always think about
Even in the drought of a million years!
Hmm, yum— I come,
as a fan and chum of cheese,
I love almost all the types,
but if you're of those who don't choose cheese,
you might find this poem quite cheesy.
As for me, cheeseburger or yummy cheesecake
I can never be cheesed off by any cheese.
This poem, therefore, is for cheese sake.
Serve me the cheesiest pizza, if you please.
Ah, I'm so very fond of cheesy macaroni.
Even greens become appetizing with pecorino.
I couldn't resist a cheesy pizza with pepperoni.
I'd love to taste a Spanish zamorano.
Cook that spaghetti, or that bolognese.
Top it with red cheddar or mozzarella.
All that's far tastier with layers of cheese.
Cheese ain't merely for the mice of Cinderella.
And in my sandwich, stuff that provolone or ricotta,
for I've already tasted jibneh arabieh.
Under the crescent moon, on the menu be crescenza,
or even a candle-lit dinner for two— and a dish of brie!
Lasagne with colby or Asiago—
Melting Greensward or gooey Gruyere.
A cheesy casserole with manchego,
And Roquefort's tasty, I will swear.
Be it cottage cheese or friesian,
Greek feta cheese or french fromagefrais,
You can bet I'd enjoy a Parmesan—
anytime, anywhere, anyday!
A dollop of dunlop may not be so bad for a diet,
but cheese is a major culprit behind chubby cheeks.
The wish to forever stay slim and light,
has to compete against the desire for camembert with leeks.
Next on my menu, the popular cream cheese,
and I did not forget Indian paneer cheese curry.
Oh, try some Swiss chard, with Swiss cheese,
And you won't forget that taste in a hurry.
Say cheese, smile, and say cheese for the cam even, saying, "wow, now."
Taste a slab of halloumi or gouda, and thank God for the cow.
At the ball...
At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending,
But readers now are more demanding,
And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot.
Cinderella made an entrance like aurora borealis
That sent a shockwave through the palace,
"Who is this chick? Man, she is hot!"
When the prince caught her attention, his anxieties enflamed him,
But when she smiled, he overcame them,
And asked her if she'd care to dance.
The king and queen were sore relieved
Because they'd had some apprehension,
To girls he'd never paid attention,
They thought him something of a "nance".
But by the time the waltz was over he was thoroughly enraptured,
This girl his royal heart had captured,
And her to wed he was inclined.
Mom and Dad looked on with pride,
And it was then and there decided
To get the two of them united
Before the prince could change his mind.
But he was well and truly hooked, and as to true love she surrendered,
Cindy suddenly remembered
She must be out of there by twelve.
If she hung around too long
Until the tower bell stopped tolling,
The whole darn thing would start unrolling,
The midnight knell would end the spell.
So Cinderella fled the ball, but just before the spell was broken,
She dropped a slipper as a token,
And hoped the prince would come around.
But when the clean-up crew was through,
Along with hairpins and nail clippers,
At least a dozen single slippers
Had been turned in to Lost and Found.
When the prince saw all those shoes, he didn't ponder which or whether,
Just one was crystal, the rest leather,
And he knew what he had to do.
He had his mother pack a lunch,
And Benzedrine he grabbed a fistful,
Then off he shot just like a pistol
In hot pursuit of that glass clue.
To be continued...