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As I look out my Irish cottage window,
I see the Cliffs of Moher reaching up into the gray clouds.
Powerful cliffs are tickling the water below as it goes on forever,
water meeting the misty rain coming in from afar.
This land is covered in green with pretty wild-flowers,
coming from the misty rain that Atlantic storms bring.
My Irish cottage with it's thatched roof will keep me dry,
while the fireplace will keep me warm.
Our roads are narrow as we pass by castles,
many stand in ruin yet some welcome tourists.
Old castles for weary travelers to lay down to sleep,
then awaken to an Irish breakfast fit for a king and queen.
The Dublin Castle now a government complex and museum to visit,
long gone are the days for it to be filled with families.
Cabra Castle with it's 88 acres of green land,
will welcome you inside for a visit and an Irish meal.
Feast on dairy products, black pudding, grains, fish, stew and potatoes,
then wash it down with Irish whiskey or a tall glass of beer.
Make sure you watch for the fairies and Leprechauns,
they can be found when you least expect to see them.
Some say they are folklore living throughout the county side.
but do not say that to the ones who have seen them.
I once lived in a notebook but now I live in your head with your dreams.
And I scheme.
He was warmed to the truth by tea and intoxicatologigated by me
I see!
I am right round the corner from him.You might say,we are at right angled cross purposes
Is there a cross surplus?.
As all set out,storms set in,then we all fell out if you see what I dream.
I am mean
You are as truthful as as a chorus of wrongs in rites of the Church choir
Don't leave me in the lurch.I'm a liar.
He’s as tense as a mournful frog in a bog in Ireland in wintery discontentll
It's all meant
As far as the wife can throw,I flew.
I shall sue Sue.
I was flooded as a whole.My emotions welled up and ran all over me like faries’ hands..
Like elastic bands
I am honest as the day is wrong.
Give me a song
He was torn in three by tomcats with balls of steel
They will appeal
I have lost a whole stone and still no moss will grow on me.It grew on the stone!
Now I feel so alone
As Gluck would have it, music is heavenly singing by invisible choirs of cats.
He was bats
I sought him here,I sought him there.I sought him with angelic flair.
But noone catches Tony Blair.
I am as snug as a lapdog in a bog with a brick on its head
Can I sleep on your bed?
She was as tender as an apple tart is round.
and quite sound
As the crow flew,I had to fly as well to avoid it escaping me..I leave no crow alone
They usually get stoned
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
will you grant me all these wishes?
make all my dreams come true,
Aladdin i'm glad i have a share of your lamp too.
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
sweep my floor and wash my dishes,
bake my cake in oven too,
go to work , back home ironing,
doing laundry ,cook some stew,
is that too much to ask?
much more chores to do.
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
Roby williams singing to me,
Enrique inglesias is here too,
Richard gere,George clooney ,
Minnie's land,looney tooney,
all around me forming circles,
lamp of Genie ,full of dreams come true.
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
chocolate ripple so delicious!
whilst i fall in love-AMOUR !
flowers scenting, sweet odour.
There am i,floating so high,
feathers,faries in the sky,
woolen white clouds smiling ,no more cry.
i'm a girl of hundred wishes
all are sleeping,moon is peeping,
stating"I LOVE YOU"!angels singing
holding harps , violins too,
stars are twinkling,amongst them there is YOU-
Ray of light, shines so bright,stating" I LOVE YOU",
wishes granted,now enchanted,Genie thanks to you
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
rivers lakes, mountain peeks,
all below me,even waving trees,
i'm in the world of Riches,Diamonds ,Gold in my hand!
all exchanged for money,welcome to their END!
Feeding with them Hungry Mouths,
Dying poor -out of bounds!
i'm a girl of hundred wishes,
my dreams all coming true!
Power in my hand,Cruella ! Sorry its your end!
no blood,no more war,HEROS WE have it all,
Happy Faces all i see,LAMP OF GENIE come to me
i'm a girll of hundred wishes,LAMP OF GENIE -my last dream!
Everywhere Hugs and kisses,LOVE EXPLOSION,wishes granted,GENIE NOW YOU'RE FREE
--------------------------------------CHARMA
Tonight like all the other nights
I lay down next to her cot bed ,run my fingers through her hair
' Hush Hush ,sleep baby sleep ' , I Softly sing to her.
I sing to her a lullaby She listened to from birth
I hum to her the melody that knows her water world
Then I proudly watch her , touch the inside of her palm
I whisper sweet and gentle ,trying to keep her calm.
I feel her tiny fingers curl around my own
till She slowly drifts to sleep in dreams so far from home.
In dreams with lands of faries , of stars twinkling in streams
In castles made of pure bliss where our grips find release.
Tonight, is not like other nights,. 2 am , total darkness
but cannot , just cannot close my eyes.
I look at her , and gently lift her , I place her in my arms
I Hold her close, I hold her tight , with all my need and all my might.
I rock her to the beat , to the beating of my heart
I kiss her , I kiss her deep , as if we're to depart.
I put her back , I lay her down , to snuggle with her teddy
Warm tears , first tears , start falling , suddenly.
Tonight is not like other nights . 3 am , total darkness
but cannot , just cannot close my eyes
I write all my emotion ,as if its the last time I could write
Tonight is not like other nights . 4 am , the moon reflects its light
but cannot , just cannot close my eyes
Warm smiles , new smiles , replace this pain, this fear lurking inside
Because I know , if shapeless clouds cover my sight
the last words that I penned ,were for my precious child.
Bipolar is knocking at the door
Now I'm scared, he knows exactly what for
They changed my meds, the shakes are real
Now he's back to make a new deal
11 years taking those pills
11 years my mind stayed sealed
Every now and then he reared his head
But I cant let him in, he's not my friend
We made a deal long ago
One I wish I didn't owe
We promised to live side by side
As long as he promised not to take my mind
But you see his side he did not keep
He stopped me being able to sleep
He took away any chance of feeling happy
He took away me and that wasn't funny
The new meds I'm on have lowered the sound
Meadows with faries are now jumping around
The pills are designed to keep him quiet
But he's knocking at the door to cause a riot
Knock, knock, knock, he's still going
"I know your there, your shadows showing"
"Go away" I shout, "its not your time"
"I told you before, my mind will never be yours to find"
He doesn't like the new medication
It's effectively putting him into hibernation
I'll take the new pills to keep him away
But we both know he's here to stay
I put my music on loud when he's vering me to the edge
"Put your head in the wall", is what he said
But not today my friend, I will win
This battle we've had, should have been a sin
He makes me think I should open the door
Let him take it all, and leave what's left on the floor
Music on loud, now that thought's come through
Bipolar and me, forever its true
So here's the new deal we both have agreed
He can still come and visit me
I cannot stop him, but I will always fight
The battle will always be darkness or light
Iv asked you before don't take my mind
I will always make it hard for you to find
Bipolar and me forever in vow
Bipolar and me will have to make it somehow
The knocking has stopped, he's walking away
But he'll probably be back later today
Bipolar and me was meant to be
Bipolar and me, its the new battle..part three
Will it be him, or will it be me?
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Will you grant me all these wishes?
May all my dreams come true,
Aladdin.I'm glad,I have
a share Of Your Lamp too.
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Sweep my floor and Wash my dishes!,
Bake my cakes, in the oven too.
Go to Work,Back Home ironing,
Doing Laundry,Cooking Stew,
Is that much to ask Of You?
Dear Genie,Much more chores to do.
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Roby Williams singing for me,
Enrique Inglesias, is Here too,
Richard Gere and George Clooney,
Minnie's land and Looney tooney,
all around me in a circle,Lamp Of Genie,
Full Of Dreams come true.
I'm a girl of Hundred wishes,
Chocolate Ripple ,so delicious,
Whilst I fall in love,'Amour',
Flowers scenting sweet Odour.
There am i,floating so high,
with the faries in the sky,
I am smiling,No more cry.
I'm a girl of Hundred Wishes,
Clouds are sleeping,Moon is peeping,
Saying 'I Love You',Angels singing
Playing Harps and Violins too.
Stars are dancing,Stars are twinkling,
amongst them,there is You.
Rays Of Light Shining so bright,
Its the Greatest Night,Of Nights,
Wishes Granted,Im enchanted,
Dear Genie,thanks to you.
My Sweet Genie,Handsome Genie,
I will love You ,till I'm Ninety two,
I am leaving On a Rainbow,
I shall remember You.
Charma
Is it possible to be living and dead
Is it sanity to always be living in your head
When shadows move and voices talk
Is it any wonder iv lost my spark?
Mania is a complex beast
My Neuro cells have increased
Chemicals floating in the brain
Not one of them helps me feel sane
Be alone or mix with others
What is the best way to recover?
Medication can only help so much
Meadows and faries I want to touch
Grounding myself as the voices take hold
My body shaking, I feel so cold
Music playing in my head
Am I half a sleep or am i half dead?
This mania couldn't be stopped
It's a new mindset I have to adopt
A benzo a day to stave it away
But the voices and shadows will be back to play
My body hurts, my mind so torn
Agitation has now taken hold
Now my speech is totally affected
Everything about me is disconnected
So on I go for another day of turmoil
Another day I wish I could just smile
Pills are taken let's just see
Will this mania defeat me?
Juices on my heart, like honey, this is sweeter than honey, faries on my mind, ease my heart, unangage my mind, tag my soul and lead me into your own fairytale, teach my legs to walk into your inescape. Lend me your painting brush, wanna paint the glow in my heart, to dim this surrounding with gloom of tender.
Seductive essence, like shivers down my spine, transcending my mood to cloud 9, roaming and oozing butterflies in my stomach, empties my worries, loopholes in my heart fills, ease the volume, I'm overflowing now,
I'm stepping with ease, like a child, this untrample snow on my heart door, makes me wanna not loose a step, less I trip and be covered by your overwhelming charms, less I fail to antangle myself out of your mazes of beauty
Palm my hand, blind fold my eyes, in you I let loose, my locks unlocked, keep walking, wake me not from this fantasy, say the words, whisper my name and I will follow your voice, with my heart in your care. Caress my mind, cuddle my dreams, with baby steps I follow your aura of infiniteless discoveries, your treasurers presence, take me, I'm yours forever
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In twilight rooms
mischievous fairies
steal my thoughts away
as if they were babies.
I think they want me
to talk to them,
but I know that
that would be a mistake,
for although they love us,
they do not like us,
and if we
misspell just one uttering word,
they will pinch our lips together.
Yet if we sit, stand,
or lay our bodies down quietly,
then their little love buds
(like lilliputian bubble wrap),
will pop all over
our most sensitive places -
that is their language,
and we are their dictionary,
one they are still working upon.
Alexa, that smart speaker,
takes notes.
When later you ask her about the fairies
she just giggles,
as if you were telling her
a very saucy joke.
If I had a pretentious brain
which acts faster than my heart
Maybe then,I would abhore this soul
which spreads freely through each verse
Maybe then I would impress you
with my intellectual grammar
and sophisticated words
I would scrutunize
each and every coma
dot and exclamationmark
believing I know best
But I would never let that happen
I'd rather stay at bay
Writing firstly with my mind
and not my heart
leads only to an asylium
within the being of myself
Poetry is my voice,my shadow
The sacred shrine of great escape
Each stored emotion processed
within a yesterday
Poetry is the inner of my existence
breathing softly,bleeding deeply
exploding in death,love
passion and romance
In every verse a whisper
a thought that I would scribe of
a silent cry expressed
Maybe in a tomorrow
you might pass by me
Tread your footstep on my ink
and spit saliva in my face
But maybe in a today
a broken -hearted fool stops by
to find comfort in my world
Maybe a prisoner,a tramp
an insane soul or outcast
would pick these scattered scribbles
and gather them as whole
Maybe through each criss-crossed puzzle
finds a narrow passage
which leads his faith to home
Maybe a little child
whose blissful giggles
depends on little words
would turn the dusty pages
of silly rhymes I penned
Rhymes which know the moons
stars,faries,and the magic land
Rhymes which know each fantasy
and how to be a friend
And maybe He would smile
Maybe He would laugh
Maybe He would dream
Maybe He would grow up to write
the most eloquent sonnet
there has ever been
Or maybe He would grow up
to write simple words
just like me
about daises or dandelions
and expressions to be free