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My smiles
Too many circumstances
surrounding my life
Too many events pass by
As time passes
Too many lesson learned
By experience
Too many knowledge I earn
In this life of mine
Yet i still searching
for my place in life
I feel all the pain all by myself
I feel all the joy all by myself
When I smile
It tells a lot
There are a lot on my
Mind
When I smile
When you see
Me smile
You only see the good look
On my face
That don't mean am happy
But I have to smile
My smiles
On every smile of mine
There is a motive
Behind them
Could either be
Positive or negative
But I got to keep
Smiling
In my smile lays every
Sign to every meaning of
My thought
There is always a deep feeling
Behind my smiles
My smiles
I kill every negative energy
with my smile
In a short while I have
Been through a lot in my life
But I keep moving with my smiles
In a long while I have fought a lot of difficulty
But I succeed all
With my smiles
When i see evil
I replace it with my smiles
When I see good
I hold on to it with my smiles
When I see depression
I kick it out with my smiles
Oh my smiles
My beautiful smiles
Smile as much as you can
It the solution to life
Life is a comedy
And I am the
Comedian of my life
With
My smiles
Let’s go on the mother load road trip across continents skip
Even the hip can’t snip or pip the lip fillip of each sip or dip
A sybaritic not a critic’s tour to explore why more is more
Streets of beats galore & locavore treats an epicurean drip
In the Argentine bravado larder of course the empanada
From their mercado source with fine wine could try harder
Top of the poll Asado's charcoal soul to the song of cicada
Austrian fold in the past caught for foodies some sort of sport
They’ve fought over which Sacher torte does bewitch hold court
Or flattered the dish that mattered plattered crumbed & battered
Viennese wheeze a subpoena tease for a leaner schnitzel wiener
Lazing ease & grazing please on amazing spice isles in pyjamas
Laid back smiles made crack conch rice & peas in the Bahamas
Don’t give a damn about Claude Van Dam give me real mussels
Garlic specked not muscle flecked fraud whenever in Brussels
Snaffle waffles abroad should be crisp gooey as Belgians know
Elite frites oh and their stonker bonkers Wonka flair cocoa show
Brazil’s fill me to the gills thrill is still & always will be Feijoada
Even those in a posh off roader chose this nosh meat's Pagoda
Top of the steeple of food of the people a homegrown Skoda
Adore for any course a tour de Force encore honed toned Yoda
Canadian hardy foie gras machine a mardi gras that’s Arcadian
In the stirrup chirrup quaffing absurd maple syrup is Palladian
Nerds with their curds scoffing mean poutine almost Circadian
For rookies ducks pluck shells shuck bones suck cookies for luck
Opiner cuisine not in history stuck a mean memory mystery miner
Hymn of whim cough overcome by swim in broth Szechuan numb
Yummy unctuous darlings scrumptious diddly umptious dim sum
Ho hum no scrum finer all day diner always did come from China
Ive lived with stress... that I thought I could handle
I fought death… and lost the battle
I was so battered… but I kept up my resistance
And in my mission, each step toward the finish just...
increased the distance
This is why I begin to end this, fictitious existence
Every instant I lived, I’d been fenced in…
like convicts in prison - petitioning innocence
where is my childhood.. even in infancy
I had dreams of things I shouldn’t think-
money, abuse, and ways to eat cloud my memories
why me? I guess people just hated to like me
in spite of the bright things I tried to do for society!
I fell to the ground.... they stomped me down lower
Over and over… the same problems held my progress back slower
You don’t understand how it is when I get angry
The rage is remaining but there’s no one here to save me!
Tear-soaked flames run down my eye-sockets
But time stops it from unlocking
'cause pain will supposedly pass
pain is like strain- encaging me
enslaving me
please explain... why the insides of my brain refrain to be
restrained from insanity and pain
like rail track lanes for speeding trains
I need to be stopped...
I’ll never be free from this war...
Until death marries me, and life lets me divorce
Form:
"Oh beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain."
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Tales from ancestral lore decree
How journeys prompt discovery.
Evolving visions, sacred themes,
Beckoned onward those hopes and dreams:
One land became that promised place
Undaunted seekers could embrace -
No plight would prove too burdensome
That might deny wayfarers from
Immigrating to obtain
Freedoms that they could thus sustain.
Unbowed by struggles they would face
Long suffered souls these tests embraced;
Long wandered wards from tumults fought
Advancing quests for futures sought.
Now, praise their spirit rightly famed -
Defend those rights so nobly gained.
Scorching Sun in severe Summer brought draught with arid field.
Rainy season followed, when cracked soil about to cry.
Roaring storm and floating clouds rushed and fought.
Appeared showers when Summer is gone.
Loud thunderbolt, gust thrusts, cloud melts, rain showers.
Plants bathe with branches, foliages.
Silky shiny leaves are kissed by rain drops.
Glistening greenery embowers.
Sun not sizzling, raindrops drizzling.
Soil gets moistened, glossy green grass in mass.
Flooded damped ground .
Football played wearing soggy Jersey.
Immersing one leg on muddy marshy land
standing long - necked crane to catch fish.
Rain showers soothe when Summer is gone.
Dry Nature gets blessings to relish.
All around fine freshness sparkle.
New love cheers, excites, entertains.,
confusing amusing muse of lovers.
Refused love blends in tears with ceaseless rains.
The Lion doesn't sleep tonight
What will you turn out to be
There is always that monster in your dream
It knows you more than you know
It's royal head piece displays its regal determination
I fought fear and thought Id won
But this male lion has no regard for stature or tenure
One day of no reason but the single purpose my own deletion
The monsters have been of giant birds which I fought with all my might
But they don;t die and appear to represent the after life
Always a in chorus and harmony of Ravens and Great White Owls
Like a witness of an alien being'
Like the quickness of a sighting of some other dimension
No one believes, no one can follow your imagine
Everyone becomes more sane at your sudden disdain
The perfect man can care for a million
The hero of contempt
To carry a failure of millions upon his back
Like Atlas Like crosses like an atomic bomb
Those who go peaceful into the endless night
Have nurtured pain appear at loss
They had no choice
As lamb too curious
Too perilous to begin judgement
Nature is their jury
There's no penance
No tolerance in expect
They are already
far off in a dream
A proud people
Ancient, proud and strong
Living with the land
Primitive yet advanced
They survived
Sharing land and food
No one was left in need
Greed grew in others
Taking what they wanted
The proud people fought
Defended their women and children
Fought for their way of life
Their blood flowed
Staining fields where they once lived
They died
Others suffered through
Weak and dying
Facing starvation and thirst
Forced from their homes
Placed on strange lands
Not fit for the lowest beast
They stood no chance
Despite the torture
The proud people thrived
Their culture killed by outsiders
Their ancient ways trashed
Fighting back they adapted
Relearning their past
The words of their ancestors
Their spirit grew
Now the world who murdered them
Treated them like dogs
Honors their memories
Respects their traditions
Finally accepting them
As part of the family
As human beings
Form:
Poured, what I swore would be…. my last bottle
Then lost to temptation, as I crushed…. my final can
I don’t believe me, when I say….it’s over
But for the thousandth time… I’ll make my stand
Now here I am:
Sober day one…..
My eyes are still cloudy as I
Reach out for The Son
A self induced prison
Is what my life’s become
Now here I am
Sober day one
It took a lifetime of living….to get here
Is it my body, or soul…..that I’ve damned
Seems my pride takes the bruise, for excused self abuse
Did I give up, or did I give in…..
Now here I am:
Sober day one…..
My eyes are still cloudy as I…
Reach for The Son
A self induced prison
Is what my life’s become
Now here I am
Sober day one
When there’s questions for answers… it’s heartbreak
Seems my decisions and free will….failed me
Was I living to die….this whole time
I’ll ask forgiveness, but I’m not deserving….
Now here I am:
Sober day one
There’s no sky, no forgiveness
And certainly…..no trace of The Son
My price eternal
It was such a great one
Now I’m sober….
Sober day one
Who’d have thought that the demons
I fought would have won
Forever sober
Sober….day….one…
Babe, babe,
It's all winter outside,
Come inside,
It's all winter outside,
We can work it out,
It's all winter outside:
I need you here with me.
It’s all winter outside,
There's no sunshine outside,
Come inside, we can work it out;
I know I did you wrong,
Stayed out late at night,
I want to make it up to you.
Babe, babe,
It's all winter outside,
I've been so selfish,
It's all winter outside,
Spent more time with my friends,
It's all winter outside,
Left you all alone.
It's all winter outside,
Didn't understand your pain,
We fought all the time,
Made our home not a home,
Until the time you left;
There is no woman like you,
I gave it all a blind eye,
And took your love for granted.
Babe, babe,
It's all winter outside,
Let's leave the past behind,
It's all winter outside,
Please give me another chance,
It's all winter outside,
Without you I am feeling the chill.
It's all winter outside,
Can't you feel the frost,
I wasn't sleeping around;
I just want to be back home,
There is no sunshine outside,
Babe, we can work it out.
A swarm of honey bees came to call.
In form of an elongated brown ball.
They soon backed me up hard against a wall.
I swear that swarm appeared to be two foot tall!
I thought they wanted to start a giant brawl.
I screamed for my next door neighbor, tiny Paul.
He yelled, “You really have some gall!”
Backwards he began to swiftly back up and crawl.
I gave those bees my favorite Barbie doll.
I had bought her at the Honey Bee Mall.
When they figured out I was trying to stall.
They surrounded me like an angry shawl.
You can’t hurt me. I was born in a caul!
I fought courageously as I started to fall.
They chased me to the French Legion Hall.
Where police were having their annual ball.
I watched those coppers run away that fall.
Screaming like banshees, and my neighbor Paul.
It became a huge, giant, ridiculous brawl.
But I was safe, for I hid behind a retaining wall.