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Came down from heaven,just to live in and
to be with you.
My very special journey starts with ,
crying out of a womb,soaking myself
totally and in the ,whole you,
I'm the 'life' living in you,
everywhere and every moment of time,
I'm really a beautiful present,with all
the world wrapped up in one.
I'm the sweet fragrance in flowers,cool and fresh breeze in the air
innocence in the eyes,smile on the lips,
love in the heart,music in the song,
flow in the river,I'm all if you
really care to see.
I'm in everything here,in the light and dark.
I learn,laugh,cry,tease,care,hurt,
anger,pain,love,relation
through you.
Dear,look closely into me,u will understand,
why it is the way it is.
I'll be here only for a certain period of time,after that
you cant let me stay and I cant either.
Kindly do not throw me away from u before I am to leave.
Do not let my other side take you away ,when I am in u.
seasons change,time flies and I grow with u.
Never take me for granted,once I am gone
gone forever how much u may wish me to be back.
I am same but in diff styles in diff things,so do not
compare.
when pain n hurt comes,let it pass,
It makes me more stronger not weaker.
remember to love me always.
I am you,reflection in all u see,hear,listen,
feel,love.
Do not hang me ,poison or cut till i bleed.
the other dark side is not the solution
when I can solve.
have faith and perseverance,new good times will blossom,
I aint that cruel.
when hard times hit,I will be much more tougher ,to
handle and knock them down.
spread joy and love within u n to others.
Accept and love me truly,you will see the
utmost beautiful and wonderful me,life.
ENTROZ....PITTA PAW DITTY DEW
DON'T SAY WHAT YOU GONNA DEW
BENT- SEE WHAT
YOU DON'T KNOW
SIFFA DIF AND BANG AND FOLLOW
GRIMMA WOMAN GRIND AND GIFT
ENGAGEMENT RINGS
AND THE CHOCOLATE SH$T.
GIFFA GAM GRIND DE FELLO
BREAKFAST THYME TREAT TOMORROW
BESO HUI AND SHE GONNA SMILE
SIMPLE STUFF YOU KNOW
WORTH WHILE.
SINCE GABBA DON'T WANNA GET WITH-YA
YOU REAL MAD AND DIFF-EYE-CULT.
SEEMS LIKE IT AINT REAL SIMPLE
SHE WITH HIM AND YOU WITH DOS FOLKS
YOU SHOULD WANNA GET WITH ME BABY
YOU SHOULD SHOULD WANT SUM OF DISK BABY.
SEE BUT YOU FLIPPIN FOOLS
WHO DON'T CARE
WITH PEOPLE WHO DON'T WANT YOU THEIR
DIFFA DIM DID DITTY DEW
SHE GOT GIFTS AND THAT FROM YOU
RINGS AND SH$T
PLANS FOR CRUISE
THEY OFF ON SHORES, AND BEACHES
SHE NOT WITH YOU
GIVE IT UP!
KUALZIO ZUTO
SAY YA'LL BEAT DRUMS
GHETTO SUSCHI SAY
WERE YA'LL FROM
JEZE MERDE
AH KNOW YOU AINT
BAD BAD ZUDO
SHE NO SAINT
GET NOMBRE AND CLL ME LATER
PIZZA AND BEER
SHE BE DAYDOIR
WASH AND WEAR RINSE FOR MORNING
BREAKFAST EAT
AND THEN BE GOIN
DAMN SHE WANNA BE
WITH ME DON'T SHE?
WE BE SO COOL
WON'T WE?
BROAD AINT SH$T
AND THAT WHAT SHOULD BE SAYING
YOU WANT SUM OF DISK
AND I AINT PLAYING
SITTING THEIR WHILE I GRINDIN
WAITING FOR ME
SHE ON THYME AND
BUT I SAY
TRY YOUR LUCK LADY
CAUSE YOU KNOW YOU WANNA BE MY LADY.
NA MOU KLASEIS
DELL'S SING FASS US
SONG BE LIKE
DEW DIT-WITTY
SHE ALL DIRTY AND GRITTY
DON'T LIKE ME
I'M GRIMEY
MY BREATH STANK
AND MY NOSE IS SLIMY
WASH UP FOR BREAKFAST BABY
SLEEP TIL NOON
SOUNDS CRAZY
WE BE ALRIGHT
Even in darkness,if one writes with colours one can see
the bright side of life rather than writing in black
there is a blessing in every curse,
only if one looks beyond the curse
think beyond the thoughts,go
deeper within you will end up in a wonderful world called self.
striving for pleasure of the world will end in exhaustion.
Search for self & its realisation will get the world to you.
dont look at the functioning of the outer world,rather
Look deep inside you n dig the greatest treasures in your heart.
God created us with utmost care.though we are diff in personalities
but the ultimate resource is one.
Never to focus on the passing dark clouds rather have
supreme faith in the real you and discard the temporary perishable.
Nothing lasts forever only till time for which it is supposed to stay
the only thing which stays is faith n conviction.,
Nothing great,bold,n beautiful has been achieved without any
setbacks n failure n without an undying spirit to succeed.
Past holds us so tight that should be broken by the positive of present
n moment called new.
Now has the power to create heaven or hell and the choice is with us,as what has to be made.
Form:
For Andrea’s contest
Show me the Funny (part two)
Eskimo Nell & the Door Repair Man
Now Eskimo Nell
Has a story to tell
A tale, about my last visit
Into her igloo
I went through and through
Though this entrance I’m told is illicit
She said, “Just for you
That one will do
Coz the wind, it chills to the core
Me back gets stone froze
When whoever, God knows
Is hammering, at the front door”
I told her, “Thank you”
And with no more ado
I slammed that back door with some might
I was grateful to seize
Some relief from the freeze
And discover it fitted so tight
She said she was pleased
That it had come un-seized
For some of her clients she thought
Preferred the back door
Where nobody saw
They were doing what they hadn’t ought
“I’d keep it well oiled
Coz you don’t want it spoiled
As it sure gets a great deal of use
So if it gets dry
You’ll find standing by
This bottle of lubricant juice”
Then the bolt was so stiff
Which was nothing diff
So plenty of juice I applied
Coz I’d known from before
It could give you a sore
If the bolt did not easily slide
Now the bolt it was cold
Like an ice cube to hold
And to warm up it needed some friction
It, I moved back and forth
For all I was worth
And it helped being in such constriction
She asked “Are you done”
I said, “No, not yet hon”
So I picked up the pace, worked like hell
Soon achieved my aim
She said, “Glad that you came
You’re great service to Eskimo Nell”.
Form:
From The Desk of :Diminuendo Battuta Alcuna
President of Musicolgy School Of dance and Music
Groovey Beats Lane
Money Grip City U.S.A.
50005-0010
Attention: Suite Muisca Staves and Staff
Soothology and Emo_Glam Initiative
A>K>A>: "The Power of Opportunity"
Forward to:Bel Ragazzo and
Moglie Sessuale of Big-Money Music LLC.
and
"No Jive Radio"
2.8 Diphthongs – Essential of Linguistics
Part One Precedes the Following
Consonants are the opposite of vowels. They are sounds made with a restricted airflow, where the tongue, teeth, or lips are used to block or modify the flow of air.
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.gliding Sound:
Unlike a monophthong (a single, pure vowel sound), a diphthong involves a continuous movement or glide from one vowel sound to another.
One Syllable:
The two vowel sounds in a diphthong occur within the same syllable.
Examples:
Common examples in English include the sounds in "boy" (/??/), "out" (/a?/), and "my"
Origin:
The word "diphthong" comes from the Greek word "diphthongs," meaning "having two sounds".
Not Just Two Vowels:
It's important to note that not all combinations of two vowels are diphthongs. For example, "book" or "sheep" have two vowels but only one vowel sound.
Variations:
The specific diphthongs and their pronunciation can vary slightly between different dialects of English.
Diphthong Definition & Meaning - Merriam-Webster
Pronunciation Practice Difficult Vowel Sounds [DIPHTHONGS]
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2.8 Diphthongs – Essential of Linguistics
Take my mind
I offer it to You
If it goes blind
It comes anew
Hold my mind tight
Never let it go
Take it off fright
All I forego
With the time on my mind
I gave my mind one job
To lean on You for all to bind
That in higher grounds, You lob
Mind paints my weaknesses
It is You Who paints purposes
Heart paints my strengths
Yet You alone determines it lengths
You are my architect of life
That designs the fire in my eyes
To burn down the cold strife
And I only watch as each dies
My childhood, its layout was of a touch
A plan I had then, so articulate it was
My adulthood, it has plans in clutch
Cleverness, no doubt should be the cause
My brain sew and show the way sometimes
My mind preserves the truth most times
My hands paint lies- hurtful image on drywall
But my heart embedded calluses from every fall
Mind creating images to heal my heart
Without words, I caress the sky like a mime
See how different parts God designed by His art
More to say is each different role(s) so awesome
My hands are the only friend I see
Between my heart and mind that holds
Together their diff. cum similar., it foresee
Lies, truths, fairness and cruelty, it unfolds
It paints the world coz You hold it
Don't let go, grip pretty firm, or else am lost
If You try to loose off Thy hands, yes
I ...... in the wind that will soon exhaust
My hands ride in the wind, Your fingerprint
Because Your blessings cream my mind's traces
Perfectly to aid the clause match in blueprint
Masterpieces waving goodbye to say hello to places
My mind's age is in every turning page
My heart's care dares every running rage
I treasure the feelings of mind smiling
To sanction the emotions of heart piling
I extend my mind without flipping the trees, bye
I heal my heart moments when lost casting clock
The interlock of them two will be of tie
Unless I skip the will from within to knock
Yet in my mind and heart, their connection isn't enough
To say how great it is of the Lord's goodness
For many are ones both have forgotten in fluff
More in bit of bit continues to make up their brightness
Hallelujah!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
[Soft Sultry female vocals]
[verse]
In the land of "If" somewhere this side of forgotten dreams
the world is very foggy and nothing is as it seems
There are no deadlines or plans
things just happen as they may
No new commitments made
nothing beyond today
The land of If is living in the moment
without working for your dreams
(nothing is as it seems)
[break]
[beat switch]
[bass drop]
Your dreams are somehow forgotten
among everyday ordinary things
And you have no firm goals
beyond the few day to day cares
You are in stasis
The daily grind seems to wear
Cause the land of if,
is for you to fill with your dreams
you only need to remember them
and put plans down to earn
(dreams, bucket list)
(plans to earn)
(check)
[break]
[beat switch]
[bass drop]
(nothing is as it seems)
[break]
For anything you can think of is possible too,
though the dates an times an persons may change
as things go along they are skewed.
(things can feel screwed)
[break]
But the intent it to reach nirvana
the things that will bring you to bliss
and to not live a life wondering what you did miss
[musical interlude]
Money, fame, power, unconditional love
are all available to anyone and are not a mystery above
We can get what we dream of
if we only make a plan. (make a plan)
And work it every day,
and on your principals
make a stand
(Make a stand in your home base)
(principals determine if the rest was just a waste)
[break]
[beat switch]
[bass drop]
So make your land of "IF"
a realization of your dreams
and life will never be the same again I promise you,
its as easy as it seems
(Gotta have your dreams!)
[break]
[Instrumental]
to make life worth living
you have to open that door
and dig down deep into your core
and if you realize that part of you
you will never want for more
[lyrics fade]
its the door
its the door
If
If
If
If
it will make a diff
If
[End]
Backyard Mechanic
by Bob Moore © 2019
I’m a guy of the ‘60’s and ‘70’s, a Ford man, or a Holden or two
we didn’t bother with garages, if the car broke, we knew what to do
We only needed a spanner, a shifter would fit all the nuts
another one for the sparkplugs, and enough room to get at the guts
Two screwdrivers, a straight and a phillips,
a hammer, in case things were stuck,
a few timely swear words to use on the way,
time to start now, so wish me good luck
We could fix the transmission, or gearbox, change the tail shaft
or even the diff, we didn’t care if the cars in the air,
we’d crawl under, without wondering “if”
Clean out the carby, so the float would now work,
change all the plugs and the points, check the alt, and the dizzy
the air cleaner too, then you can grease all the joints,
Blowing smoke, then change the head gasket,
a squeal in the brakes, check the shoes,
you can change the brake fluid, and hope that will do it,
glad we didn’t end up on the news
we knew that half of the things that we did
a real mechanic would not try to do,
they were smart and they said, those things would not work,
but not knowing, they worked fine for you
Those days are gone now forever, the cars talk with data and files
Just diagnostics, and computerised, and not a mechanic for miles
I OPENED A DOOR TO A WORLD UNKNOWN.
I PASSED THROUGH THE THRESHOLD AND STARTED TO ROAM.
OVER HERE, OVER HERE. I HEARD SOMEONE SAY.
I CHANGED MY DIRECTION AND CONTINUED THAT WAY.
A ROUND LITTLE FELLOW WITH A BOULDER HAT.
I THOUGHT TO MYSELF IMAGINE THAT.
WITH A TIP OF HIS HAT HE SAID HELLO.
ASCENDING ABOVE OR DESCENDING BELOW?
I HAD TO ASK, JUST WHAT'S THE DIFF?
A JOURNEY THROUGH HELL OR A JOURNEY THROUGH BLISS.
I ASKED WHAT'S IT LIKE TO TRULY BE FREE?
HE SMILED AND WINKED AND POINTED AT ME.
HAVE A SEAT, AND LIKE THAT, ONE WAS THERE.
IT JUST APPEARED, OUT OF THIN AIR.
HE ASKED, WHERE ARE YOU GOING? I ASKED WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
WE BOTH STARTED LAUGHING AND GAVE AN UP THUMB.
ALL OF A SUDDEN, I DEVELOPED A THIRST.
I HEARD WATER OR SPIRITS. I CHOSE THE FIRST.
A LOVELY YOUNG LADY BROUGHT US TWO DRINKS.
SHE SMILED AND WINK AND THAT MADE ME THINK.
WHERE ARE WE NOW? I JUST HAVE TO ASK.
HE SAID IN FRONT OF THE FUTURE AND OUTSIDE OF THE PAST.
THIS IS CONTENT. THIS IS THE BORDER.
HERE'S WHERE WE WAIT WHILE WAITING FOR ORDERS.
ORDERS FROM WHO? I STARTED TO WONDER.
AND JUST LIKE THAT SUDDEN LIGHTNING AND THUNDER.
IT'S OFF TO THE FUTURE BECAUSE WE'VE BEEN THROUGH THE PAST.
WE LOOKED AT EACH OTHER AND LIFTED OUR GLASS.
WE BOTH STOOD UP AND THE CHAIRS WERE GONE.
NOW IT'S TIME TO MOVE ALONG.
SEE YOU AGAIN ON ANOTHER DAY.
WE TURNED AND WALKED OUR SEPARATE WAYS.
Oh my goodness,
what humans are willing to bare
to attract...
Beyond, the mock and mocking bareness
lies the convoluted angst of man,
pleasure seeking, in a self gratifying
wallow of excretions.
The need to roll…down the road…in the hay
to move like corpuscles down
the multitudinous arties of man.
Some draped in fuchsia, an orchid’s blush
with legs so long they make an ass of themselves.
Others tricked out in comfy cotton boostieas
breasts jiggling like jello, mounds of molded eye candy
firm, run-ready calves, taunt and on point
strut
ready to rut
on stiletto heels
still primed for and pandering to
the sought after alpha male.
The androgyny of the 21st century male-dom
making marking the target frustratingly
diff I cult
these drooping, wilted, round shouldered
bow-legged, net walkers seem unlikely sperm donors
for the next generation beyond the pale.
And as their lives settle in to settle down
in the whirlwinds of climate change
oil shortages, constant alpha stripping
further neuters the human potential
as the haves, feed the have nots
into the furnaces of endless war
the heard is culled………