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I’m wondering when
next time we meet,
what form we’ll take
in the next heartbeat
Will we be the rays
that blaze from the sun,
or could we be sprays
from when time begun
Maybe as nightingales
we’ll sing to the moon,
or maybe as wolves
we’ll sing our own tune
Would that we shifted
dimensions and time,
maybe our hearts
would beat the same rhyme
Maybe as echos
through deserts vast,
or maybe a comet
that moseys on past
Will we be leaves
that glisten the trees,
or will we be wind
that blows to the seas
Whatever we will be
and wherever we become,
set our spirit free
we are one anthem
Ever thought what memories are?
We have the happy and the sad
Our brains tends to record them all
Both the good and the bad.
It stores it up in our in hidden places
And reminds us of a point in time
When we experienced life’s best
Of the things we did in our prime
The memories which we tell others
Can make them laugh and others cry
But some remain a hidden secret
The devious acts till we die
But there is a purpose for our memories
They are all revealed when you pass away
It will be shown to all on a big screen
Of your actions on judgement day
Each point in time will be a movie
That you will have to justify
But you won’t be able to speak
As the guilt will intensify
So what you have done in the past
Will determine what you loose or gain
Is it heaven in all its bliss?
Or hell screaming in pain?
Paraded endlessly, this spectacle the Elephants know to be degrading,
And their counterparts from the sea , the Orcas, resist in captivity
By refusing to unfurl their proud dorsal fin, stings my eyes like a gnat
Lodged in my cortex, no amount of profit seems to dislodge.
Waking from my dream, I notice the old man waving to the crowd,
Gesturing wildly, as if warning of something no-one has yet seen.
Every evolution of Plybinium Quasar, the spectacle increases, with
Dogs leaping and biting at the air, and Neptunes, of disproportionate
Size, unable (or unwilling) to allow the pain to subside.
The viewing platform, constructed entirely of entitlements, teeters
Vicariously in the breeze, with the prominent attendees smiling, despite
Frostbite, inching up their extended promises.
Utilizing “light-track” technology, the time hoppers applaud
At pre-determined intervals, a strenuous exercise for sure,
Given the time restraints imposed by the counters in the Humbolt Quasar.
In this unfamiliar atmosphere, what clean air there is left to breathe
Smells pretty bad, like a cake frosted with sulfur.
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Lets travel across ages,
To a time that cannot be;
My character, attitude,behavior,
Through my parent's eyes lets see.
"The day you were born,
Old memories will always be there,
First time you in my arms,
From beautiful eyes to pretty pretty hair.
Cherished and admired every moment,
All cute things done as a child,
Happiness in spending time with you,
Whether you were soft or wild.
Proud moments came my way,
The day you went to school,
Small achievements began...like
Your first lap across the pool.
Music became your voice,
With your feet dancing all the way,
Artist, dancer...how many??
Cluless..i would probably say.
Days passed, you grew up,
From a kid to a teen;
The perfect logic of the world,
Misunderstandings making you mean.
The way you acted and reacted,
When i wanted to show you care,
Although weird in your context,
Made our quality times very rare.
When you realised your attitude,
Although it was a little late,
I could always forgive cause
Love can never become hate.
Getting back to ourselves
Joy exceeding boundaries in life,
Had the best times on earth,
Till you got promoted to a wife.
Understanding though your married
And living life all new,
Whenever, whatever be the situation
I will always love you.
Your the best thing that ever happened to me
I guess now you realise it,
With the birth of another life through you
Your love for all of us has to split.
Hope you enjoy everyday with your kid,
Like how i did with you,
I will still be there with you always
Till God makes me say adieu.
I know you will love and miss me more;
My departure will definitely bring down a tear,
My soul and spirit rests with you,
Cause you will always be my Dear."
Form:
Continued from Angel's Holiday (Part One)
And than there was the time in the Lion's den
You know the one Daniel was in
He was suppose to feed the lions extra meat
Instead he brought vegetables for their treat
Again Gabriel stood his ground
So in the morning the prophet could still be found
And when the Babylonians were at the gate
The Holy Ark with it he was suppose to escape
But instead under the Temple Mount he drops it
Lost forever unless the Knights Templar got it
Poor Bob not a feather for a wing
He just can't seem to do the simplest of things
And what about all those souls
Whose earnest prayers he forgot on holds
And did he forget for Abraham
To deliver a pig and not a ram
And now the Jews can't eat ham
And did he tell Noah about his boat
I bet my wings she'll never float
And didn't he show Eve the apple tree
And when he saw the snake he said live and let it be
Could his intellect be more profound and deeper?
Did he not advise Cain of Abel you're not your brother's keeper?
Bob's intentions are good he tries real hard
But like a Kennedy he can't seem to pass the bar
So after working without a break
It was time for Bob's vacation for goodness sake
He deserves his time of rest
To help him relax so he can return at his best
And now you understand my predicament and situation
There's only three days left before the end of Bob's vacation
So Lord if you would if you could please
Give me another guardian angel when I'm on bended knees
It's not that I'm not grateful and give thanks
But frankly Angel Bob is all fuss and just stinks
Promote him with halo and wings of gold
Push him to Calss A if I could be so bold
But just don't let him pass the Trumpet of Judgement Day
Because I'm sure he would blow it and send Doom on our way
It's not that in Heaven I would not like to go
It's just on earth I would like to know
What it is like to have an angel who's smart and likes to play
So please keep Bob on a permanent Angel's Holiday