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Silence reigned….for the moment.
Nothing stirred in the garden.
No owl screeched.
No bird flew.
And inky darkness seemed to spread.
Even the moon
hid itself in shame.
A light breeze rose suddenly freezing all.
It rushed through the trees, wailing.
Still the man-God stood tall.
Existential angst wrinkled his face.
He felt anxiety, distress, foreboding.
The sins of humanity were on his shoulders.
Suddenly his weakness took the upper hand,
And he fell down to the ground.
Stressful sweat erupted on his forehead
And on his hands.
As was his habit he prayed.
And prayed. Yet the sweat continued
And turned to blood.
There were no friends to help him.
He was alone
And his last recognition was a kiss
From the lips of a traitor.
Do you betray the son of man with a kiss?
,
Gus got all of those who were allowed to attend
and "available" settled in around his big oak table.
He even put in an extra leaf to accomodate,
so there was enough space to keep from
slap fights and infighting of kin. He handed out
charmingly and diplomatically, the swami hats each containing an indian feather and a bedazzle kit- stone standard. He didn't have time to personalize
a moniker, this would have to do in a pinch.
Speaking of pinching weiners, Gus had to go to the bathroom, and was potty dancing and squinching,
this whole seance thing and having the floor for
everyone's attention was getting him excited.
On his way to the bathroom, he noticed Silky had
already fashioned his into a pimp hat,
cocked to the side as he slapped Penney for good measure to help break the hat in.
Penney fashioned hers into a pirate hat and shot Silky a look of smug mutiny. Kenny was too busy dealing
Vatican 2 pedopriest some product to personalize his for the moment. Gus pulled the hat from LizPiggo's
mouth and made his way, forgetting he locked
Nancy and Chuck in there and took a two story wiz
out the window. What a story! they were embarking
on indeed, was all he could think about,
except for the fact that he couldn't use the kitchen
sink because he couldn't find his step stool and
the arc of his stream no matter how proficient his trajectory would go all over the floor on re entry
unless he jumped toward the sink in the final throes.
He remembered what happened last time.
Wet floors and jumping were a wicked mix.
After he heard the voices seemingly coming from somewhere close "out there", he shook
the distraction off
and resolved to get back in there and get this seance underway. The spirits needed him !...
Form:
Something happens, a thought forms, I'm alive
First memory, looking from my pram, at the sky
Not a clue where I came from, don’t actually care
So this is life, reality, I’ve just become self aware
Bouncing instinctively, whilst breathing on reflex
As time goes by, I start to imitate moving objects
Bonding with family and friends, in tears and joy
For the moment at least, just chewing on my toys
Then comes early education, perplexing traditions
Must be kept in check, as I make innate decisions
Turned out a mischievous child, borderline liability
But falls and injury, bring me sense of vulnerability
Meanwhile random events, appear out of the blue
People start dying, I notice babies being born too
Curiously asking questions, getting same answers
Told about heaven and hell, emphasis on the latter
Sometimes wish I could go back, change my ways
But whats the point, life would simply be on replay
Only get one chance as a child, it’s better than none
And at the end of the day, is over quick as it begun.
By
David Kavanagh
Always waiting, you hidden demons
For the moment best suited for exposure,
When I’ve let down my guard
And you grab the chance to take over.
I am reduced to a nothing kind of rubbish
And I marvel at the power you imbibe
As these pictures from years ago,
Creep, then smash through my mind.
The aftermath leaves me weak and introspective
As I try to explain away your overwhelming power;
For I find that even I cannot understand
How you take my composure and steal away the hour.
And strange as it seems, I am told I need to accept you,
Let you ‘blow over me’, let you go;
Look at you as some strange phenomena,
That I once knew long, long ago.
Lost in translation
I ask for the moment
You asked for tomorrow
They asked for yesterday
Cos they needed to remind us
Of who we were before we got here
They never believe in us
Till date their actions are never different from our troubles from yesterday
They don’t see our moment
They chose to ignore who we are now
They can’t even see what tomorrow will bring
All they see is our yesterday’s
The days of slavery
The days of brutality
The days we use to be in dark age
The days of death
The days of agony
The days full of sorrows
This days are never out of their memories
they never see nothing good about us today
Else those from our yesterday
So please leave me here
cos in this theory am
Lost in translation
Lost in translation
We smelled the iron rod
From coast to coast they said
Hunted by our shadows
Through the strangers against our redemption
Chased away from our dreams
Our hopes became our crime
Our freedom became the price of death
There was no tomorrow to better our captivity
our opinion was never meant to be
Cos all we were yesterday was just
Mere slaves
This is why they never see nothing good about our today
So leave me here cos in this theory am
Lost in translation
For the moment I merely watched him
Running back and forth in his home
I am patient you see
I am full of time plenty
I am the sly one in the darkness and I am hungry
So I waited, all day I waited,
All night I waited, I waited, waited, waited
And in the morning he came out of his house
I waited no more
I struck like a black bolt of lightning streaking down from the heavens
As if Death itself had ripped across space to sever everything with its scythe
I screamed down from heaven and struck
Only to find him leaping up and over me
To tumble in the air and land behind me
I landed in a crouch...
Peering around over my shoulder I gleamed at him
He for his sake I saw glaring back at me balefully with eyes and one hand beckoning me
I snarled
Spun around and lashed out with my whip as I did
He ducked it,
With the speed of sound my fist struck him
He blocked it
Out came my foot, and then the other
He evaded the first, and caught the second
I rolled and struck him across his face with the first
Again I landed on my feet
He staggered back and with a back flip he was ready once more...
He wiped his nose with one hand
Bade me come at him again with the other
A sly half grin on his lips
I charged this impudent fool
Changed direction, spun around
Out came my whip
Out came my foot
And he leaped over my whip
Flipped between my foot
And struck me twice with his own
light kicks to the face meant to shock me more than hurt me
We parted and circled each other
Looking for openings in the other's defenses
And there because I am patient I found it
A chink in his armour of skill and technique
He was mine
Again I rushed him in one smooth fluid motion
Twin kicks, the whip, my fists, and head butt, knees and elbows
In blinding fury, speed and in the space between thought it was over...
He retreated blocking the kicks,
Ducking the whip,
Avoiding the fists left then right
Catching the head butt in his hands
Countering the knees with his knees
The elbows with his elbows
And then...
He did the impossible
He
Defeated me
Rolling backwards he slammed my head into the wall,
Sliding from beneath my crumpling body with his feet
To stand ready inches from my limping body
I remember thinking then as my eyes closed to the world
"That's one damn tough hamster," I get out of the Kitty Clinic in two days
I want a rematch
I vision...so much every time I go to sleep I dream
and it seems my mind wonders everywhere
I vision the type love that nobody believes in
only that what you see in movies & short stories
that what they call.....happily ever afters
never ending chapters of how love could never
die just get greater later holding no grudges
just passionately loving without make love
and I wonder how these visionz..........could
make me believe in such a place where....
there's no such thing as lust or busting a nut
just.....mental infatuation in such a place where
just showing you love one day outta 364
isn't enough this is the place where my mind
continues to grow, it never stops never dies
no lies and deceit just.....me continuing to
sweep you off your feet not just with my undying
words of passion but this love that God has given
me with his spirit everlasting I vision...... a woman
so pure lady like but also sexy & sensual letting me
know we only here for the moment I should....check
the rental and she has a sweet tooth for every word
that comes from my lips no dental this is a place
where... no one passes judgement could this be real
or my imagination running away with me just...allowing me
to see by faith not yet up close face to face I vision.....
she's the only one for me there's no race no need to
hesitate because this could come to reality if we just
let love let our visionz let our faith....levitate
LOVE IN KINDA LIKE MAGIC
THE TRICK IS TO HOLD ON
TO THOSE WHO LOVE YOU
EACH DAY IS FANTASTIC
WHEN YOU HAVE SOMEONE
TO LOVE YOU
CALL IT RIGHT FOR THE MOMENT
WHEN SHE MAKES YOU GRIN AND SMILE
SOMEONE TO LOVE ME
IF IT'S ONLY FOR A LITTLE WHILE
IT'S AMAZING
SPECTACULAR
LOVE IS CLEVER
IT SEEMS ALMOST PERFECT
WHEN ALSIDES COME TOGETHER
SORTA LIKE MAGIC
EACH MEANING DEFINED
EACH AND EVERY MOMENT
WHEN YOU TAKE YOUR TIME
The entire palace winned my heart, Nicely carved infrastructure, rounded dome at the top,
Ignoring out of frame, entirely My eyes tried to just crop.
Seeing at the small window pane, A girl standing nearby,
Was busy talking to someone don't know why?
I got astonished looking at her beauty.
Blue eyes of her, blushing chubby cheeks like apples,
Dazzling beauty wearing a long flowing gown in purple.
My wings flattered when she resembled like an angel down the lane.
Felt like heaven touched my heart,looking at her sparking smile.
For the moment felt like I am a needle and she is the thread , weaving our life together.
Hey lord, She vibrated my nerves!
On the grand day, She weared golden musky gown flounced with its shimmering appearance.
Later Somebody cald her as a palestial queen, I got surprised.
Her sweet and simple appearance, ghoshhh her image got penetrated into the deep space of my soul.
She was so kind, deep down persona.
She festinated and utilized her every segment of life beautifully.
Her dynamic personality, down to earth,
Her nature,her calmness, thanks lord for giving birth.
Hey Mother Mary, thanks for showering lovely fragranced petals in my life!
My heart got clinged to the seven wonders of the sky.
God had spended his entire life for making this blissful lady.
My eyes sinked with her thrice,
She was beaming positively through her eyes.
But financially I wasn't strong.
Nobody would have accepted our relation.
Mentally I prepared and cudn't rebel.
Feelings disposed, parallelised my heart.
My eyes lasted on her till occasion was over.
Ohhh thiest, You made my soul thirsty, You made my life empty!
Though I strived hard in my heart for you to be mine forever,
But destiny didn't connected us together.
Nowhere in these birth I will be blessed.
Ravishing rose my heart lay down in pain.
With her essence life was aligned perfectly.
No doubt I am damn gonna miss my hearty crush.
Hey God, may you unite us somewhere in next reincarnation!
We are light and noise when we are together,
A world of shared laughter, forgetting the weather.
Your presence is sunlight, a warm, golden glow,
Where the smiles on our faces have nowhere to go.
The jokes and the stories, the carefree embrace,
Leave no room for shadows or sorrow to trace.
For hours, we exist in a bright, vivid hue,
Two lives intersecting, feeling brand new.
But then comes the moment, the quiet goodbye,
A flicker of doubt in the back of my eye.
And as you turn homeward and fade from my sight,
The vibrant world dulls, losing all of its light.
The echo of laughter still rings in the air,
A ghost of the happiness we used to share.
The world grows more silent, the colors grow dim,
Like a lighthouse that flickers and fades at the rim.
The feeling unwinds like a thread wearing thin,
Leaving an absence where you once had been.
The memory is held, a comfort, a pain,
While waiting for the moment to be bright again.