Long Frey Poems
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I never asked you for anything
n’ you never asked for it back
found unknowing when the going was green
I still have problems with that
Venus, Apollo, your good self and I
drink too much and then some
why must the bottle ever leave me dry?
more forgiving when drunk
but no, mercy me, oh my…
damned if I do, so I probably won’t
Oh my God, more forgiving when drunk
Oh my God, more forgiving when drunk
not enough for us to rest assured
we make do with what we have
no witless wonder here is keeping score
and things didn't turn out too bad
Venus, Apollo, your good self and I
don’t like what we’ve become
left for lost, problems are magnified
the Gods, more forgiving when drunk
but no, mercy me, oh my
I'm falling into a deep blue shade of funk
Oh my God, more forgiving when drunk
I thought they’d keep you from the frey
I'm so sorry
for being so easy
and falling in love
with the first one to please me
Oh my God, more forgiving when drunk
Oh my God, more forgiving when drunk
Oh my God, more forgiving
Oh my God
The Queen Of Emeralds.
Thy mothers name is victoria! So full of strength and love!
Thy mothers voice is that of a songbird, spirit is of queen of storms.
Thy mothers net is one of safety, not just for me and my siblings, however strong enough for all children of the sea.
Thy mothers passion is of furious pain that paints the sky red of dawn's light to twilight dusk!
Thy mothers tears nature and bring forth growth from the frey!!!
Thy mothers love is of nurturement, tiss has the ability to heal even the most detested wounds.
Thy mother can fly with the wrights and right almost any wrong!
Thy mother has predilections of a tigress! Not one of you may touch us or hurt us without the strike of her hammer!
Thy mothers breath is warm as a hearth and her heart furious like a valkyrie!
Thy mother can turn women into men and men into children and back again!
Thy mothers beauty is as the fountain of youth and never stops giving even when drained dry!
Thy mothers heart is her children that to which i am first of eight!
Thy mothers strength is our unity, my siblings and I, we are her song of storms.
My mothers legacy is us and we are each one of her. Don't mess with us, we can breathe nightmares, not just dreams.
Thy mothers reflections are we, and are her, she is me and i am one of many together we are rain amongst her lightning.
Thy love is for thy mother and my brothers and sister! Happy mothers day mom! Your breath ,your strength, your everything is ours and we are yours, we make legions from your womb.
Thank you mama from our hearts to yours, for air we breathe, for earth we walk, for fire in our hearts, for water you nurtured us with, and for being able to be one with you no matter where we are, we are legions we are one!
~Benjamin luke Aguas
The Queen Of Emeralds.
Thy mothers name is victoria! So full of strength and love!
Thy mothers voice is that of a songbird, spirit is of queen of storms.
Thy mothers net is one of safety, not just for me and my siblings, however strong enough for all children of the sea.
Thy mothers passion is of furious pain that paints the sky red of dawn's light to twilight dusk!
Thy mothers tears nature and bring forth growth from the frey!!!
Thy mothers love is of nurturement, tiss has the ability to heal even the most detested wounds.
Thy mother can fly with the wrights and right almost any wrong!
Thy mother has predilections of a tigress! Not one of you may touch us or hurt us without the strike of her hammer!
Thy mothers breath is warm as a hearth and her heart furious like a valkyrie!
Thy mother can turn women into men and men into children and back again!
Thy mothers beauty is as the fountain of youth and never stops giving even when drained dry!
Thy mothers heart is her children that to which i am first of eight!
Thy mothers strength is our unity, my siblings and I, we are her song of storms.
My mothers legacy is us and we are each one of her. Don't mess with us, we can breathe nightmares, not just dreams.
Thy mothers reflections are we, and are her, she is me and i am one of many together we are rain amongst her lightning.
Thy love is for thy mother and my brothers and sister! Happy mothers day mom! Your breath ,your strength, your everything is ours and we are yours, we make legions from your womb.
Thank you mama from our hearts to yours, for air we breathe, for earth we walk, for fire in our hearts, for water you nurtured us with, and for being able to be one with you no matter where we are, we are legions we are one!
~Benjamin luke Aguas
Should a caveman or woman accidentally wander into our time zone,
He or she would feel right at home,
With their keen ear easily able to interpret our not-so-subtle Grunts,
And groans.
Their good eyesight and sense of smell soon aiding them in finding a free meal.
On many a movie set.
With a home invite from the director or producer on the cards.
With real muscles and body strength dwarfing what we consider as Power,
Suitable for the Frey.
Able to leap from building to building with consummate ease,
They would soon adapt to our concrete jungle,
With their trusty club at hand,
Making us quiver as we hide behind the nearest bar.
Their fleetness of foot and turning speed able to,
Test out some of our smaller cars.
Their ability to deal to snakes in the grass an extra bonus.
Who would benefit most from this accidental meeting?
I think we would, as they would know where to find the best caves,
To help us overcome the housing shortage.
With unsettled heart,
I say this,
Though,I hope to be brisk
In this rage
And more...
I wish I relinquish
The flow of terrific vengeance
Going here and there
Moving like blood
Down those streams,
Thus exciting so much,
So much negative energy
That my veins feel ablaze
Uncle zulu!
Thank the gods for these tenets
That keeps you awake
And steady in this state
That in my stinking bate
I pardon your insolence
For not only d aged knows disrespect
When seen.
You that your other half showed mercy
You that never wish another
Such uplifting u wish yourself
Epitome of blight
You are darkness
With no atom of light.
The master of trade by barter
No wonder,
To fetch some gold
You would easily give your seed
Now in light
I would pronounce you worthless
Dreamless being
Uncultured
Happy that time made you old,
Some respect to the gray
But still no hidden Frey
By this you know
That though little the age
Respect is meant
For those deserving.
Dear uncle Zulu!
To you,another seed from within I seem
But should in-case
You try in your little head
To decipher the purpose of my being
Or try compare me with yours
I would say,
I am your king
The one who will
See your gray,
Go down flat,
In homage at my sight
I am the Joseph
From whose desk you shall feast.
"Birds of Prey"
flights of fancy
forget freedom
has its price
a dance of
do or die
bluebirds
in Sing Sing mode
learn to pray
just as owls
and eagles
never surrender
a dance of
do or die
blue birds
become phoenix
above the fray
lit by light
carried on the back
of Frey
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Lux Vitae.
"The bluebird carries the sky on his back."
Henry David Thoreau
"It chanced one day that Freyr
had gone to Hlidskjálf,
and gazed over all the world;
but when he looked over
into the northern region,
he saw on an estate,
a house great and fair.
And toward this house
went a woman;
when she raised her hands
and opened the door before her,
brightness gleamed from her hands,
both over sky and sea,
and all the worlds
were illumined of her."
Frey. meaning, Scandinavian.
Frey. Meaning, German.
Fray (noun).
Britannica dictionary
Pray.
Prey.
The Queen Of Emeralds.
Thy mothers name is victoria! So full of strength and love!
Thy mothers voice is that of a songbird, spirit is of queen of storms.
Thy mothers net is one of safety, not just for me and my siblings, however strong enough for all children of the sea.
Thy mothers passion is of furious pain that paints the sky red of dawn's light to twilight dusk!
Thy mothers tears nature and bring forth growth from the frey!!!
Thy mothers love is of nurturement, tiss has the ability to heal even the most detested wounds.
Thy mother can fly with the wrights and right almost any wrong!
Thy mother has predilections of a tigress! Not one of you may touch us or hurt us without the strike of her hammer!
Thy mothers breath is warm as a hearth and her heart furious like a valkyrie!
Thy mother can turn women into men and men into children and back again!
Thy mothers beauty is as the fountain of youth and never stops giving even when drained dry!
Thy mothers heart is her children that to which i am first of eight!
Thy mothers strength is our unity, my siblings and I, we are her song of storms.
My mothers legacy is us and we are each one of her. Don't mess with us, we can breathe nightmares, not just dreams.
Thy mothers reflections are we, and are her, she is me and i am one of many together we are rain amongst her lightning.
Thy love is for thy mother and my brothers and sister! Happy mothers day mom! Your breath ,your strength, your everything is ours and we are yours, we make legions from your womb.
Thank you mama from our hearts to yours, for air we breathe, for earth we walk, for fire in our hearts, for water you nurtured us with, and for being able to be one with you no matter where we are, we are legions we are one!
~Benjamin luke Aguas
Merciless King
Beckoned by your hearts, endangered are your lives by the deranged.
Unto the frey i am thrown, upon my heart your mournful cry sewn.
With valor I berzerk valiant within my vitality.
Repugnant are the actions of your enemies, from my mouth I cry out my anthem!
From too unto fro, I outlast thy enemy that witch is yours.
They are them and their legends are fiends to me, I loathe their existence.
With thunderous footsteps my demeanor becomes meritorious, as I seize frozen are their veins.
As I endure the damage that is unjustly cut into me, I yearn yet for your love.
One by one you watch in gut-retching fear as I eviscerate all inquisitors.
As they come forth as legions I feel your heart start to burst into fire with your own desire.
With my stamina depleted and with half their legions defeated I fell deep to my knees awaiting the final blow.
With the valorous cry she let out the cry of the one hundred valkyries!
Like a lioness she charges in, no one messes with my man!
Forward she presses our enemies, she has just become the empress of my heart.
As she strikes the final blow to the fow fiend of my desperado, she gives rise to the true king in the nature of love.
Arisen to my feet I set forth my fortitude for her wings of grace, for together under unity shall we both be saved.
By her own still beating chest, may my heart still be reclaimed.
All for one or all for none, amen.
~ Benjamin Luke Aguas
Listen Sister HEARING this makes you WONDER…
I am a PHOTOGRAPHER and I can be a RAPPER...
And If I would; I could play in MANCHESTER…
All I wanted with HER, was to be her, BROTHER…
All I wanted was to take him to a MOTHER…
I can be a BROTHER, and without playing HER, I can be FATHER….
AND I can MAKE my baby in a MOTHER…
NOW may be a train have played your brain…
THIS can makes you CRY also can make you FLY…
To FEEL SORRY to Relieve Some PAIN…
It’s all about playing the brain.. it ALL started in a TRAIN.. when a psychologist told me you are INSANE…
AND I was CURIOUS to know why he was SO FURIOUS..
I had a tobacco I DIDN'T’T say ‘’MAKO’…
Despite I was high that GUY made CRY…
I LATTERLY told him I’m here in GERMANY and I’M not AN ENEMY... ’
I CAME to Europe LEGALLY…
I’m PHOTOGRAPHER and I can be RAPPER…
If you want I can take you to a MOTHER…
despite I was high that guy made CRY…
IT WAS NEVER TOO LATE RUN THE MIXTAPE…
HOW come a PHOTOGRAPHER TRIGGER ANGER and make somebody SAY TODAY I’m a STRONGER…
HOW come a PHOTOGRAPHER trigger ANGER… and tell somebody what doesn't’t kill you make you STRONGER…
he thought I was a FREY..
he told me today I fight my WAY…
every body is smart in his own WAY…
and If YOU think I’m PERFECT,, I can SAY I’m a PROPHET…
THANK YOU for BEING elegant WAKING UP the inelegant may be I’m a bit ARROGANT…
But that’s Okay because one Day I’ll get on a PLANE and will SORRY for PLAYING your daughter BRAIN…
HER BROTHER will come laughing ALL THE WAY… telling us how beautiful she was THAT DAY….
TOGETHER SISTER they will FLY AWAY…
I used to tell people wake up and then at one point when all I could say is that I’m messed up…
I SPEAK what I FEEL and If I want I kill I can’t do IT for REAL,,,
I’m TUNISIAN, AFRICAN, ARAB, BERBER, AND I truly DO CARE…
I SMOKE weed it is not a SIN,, it is JUST a MEDICINE…
Glimpse once again the old lyrics,
Lines echo well in fond refrains;
Etchings of pain in cool music,
Notes and strains tell poignant and plain;
Now find sweet peace dear singer sleep;
Float beyond brief to that sure light,
Reach that sure ease with rest most deep;
Exit sans grief beyond our sight,
Yes soul wings home with profound grace.
Ending seals fate upon these gates,
And then fond roam where joy thrills face;
Gifts of song state a vivid fate,
Love circles round as echoes flaunt,
Endow these grounds with tunes that haunt.
Sense style profound in worthwhile taunt.
Leon Enriquez
20 January 2016
Singapore