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Magickally For You

Imma toss you an adventure, I stole from the stars
In sparkling glass vials & Mason Jars
Imma make you a witch bottle
So beautifully new to you
Jumpstart our process - rekindle & renew
Extraordinary rock in my life to keep me straight
But sometimes you're there - & sometimes I wait
Inconsistency makes me wonder
Whether or not you can still handle my thunder
My infectious personality that rubs off on you
Random & spontaneous - Loyal, faithful, & true
First chance done -is there a 2nd chance with you?
Open eyes, open wide, closed heart inside
Dangling from your necklace, lies the key & pride
Ambitious & stubborn - you've almost found me
You've gone places in me, nobody will ever see
Tailor-cut memories - cookie-cutter cake
Quickly fading & I don't wanna make that mistake
Hello - I rise - every morning by your side
Waking to your personality every day a surprise
Victory in Valhalla - where I'll chase you to
Gladly going to the end of the cosmos for you
I would re-organize the stars spelling your name
I would positively shoulder the blame & shame
Lying to police - if they never knew your name
I would move the planets all for you
You're hurting? - So medicinal potions I'd brew
Take your side - right, wrong, or indifferent
Everyone else in my life I'd relinquish
We wouldn't be together 'cause of simple history
You're King & I'm Queen - of pixelated mystery
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member IN A DIFFERENT WORLD COMING: Apropos Of Breaking News Breaking

IN A DIFFERENT WORLD COMING:  ready
 (Apropos Of Breaking News Breaking)


You say,
We are too old
And have no idea
Of what’s going on:-
Well, we
Said that too;
Please give us a call
And let us talk awhile:-

Where
Are you now…?
Remember
your beginnings…?
Where are you going now…?
We’re still
Following NI’s bloody footprints;
Watered in divine wisdom and guidance:
Aware of AI’s infectious, chaining vibes:-

Be in today’s awareness.
Future wars will not
Be dropping bombs:
Just biological infections:- 
The worldwide Power Oppressors,
Will control both the infection, 
As well as the vaccine:
Cumulating
   Ongoing
     Victories
       Introduced
         Decades ago.

N.B.  Read it again
         And think about it:
         Profound breaking
         Bombing news coming.

Premium Member I Stand In the Hope and Liberties of My God-

After hope is gone
 there yet still hoping God
 tired and influence lost a job
 bill collectors calling don't care
 you stare at the walls
 about to be evicted someone calls 
but your phone's been turned off in the middle of the fall
conversation do you stand in distraught
 In the Mystic nation divided and Discord 
blood running from your body to the floor 
infectious misusage what is this thing called the Constitution at last and my first and last breath 
I put no trust in man
 for the real plan here I stand
 in God's unchanging hands
 for despite our adversities
 I stand in his liberties


2/17/17
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2017, 2021

Lockdown- 30th Day

The month of fasting has come
The month of contemplation has come
Has come the holy month to the followers of Muhammad SWA

Home quarantine is going on
Isolation system is going on
Going on the festival - stay home; corona must be gone
NCoV-19 enjoying the social distancing all around world

Residual homes are now self made jail zone
To save the future lives from infectious doom

Wherever you go for the virus world is now jail horizon
Satan enjoys all eleven months according to Mohammedan tone

Heard that God imprisons the Satan for good praying in this month
But how wonderfully the believers are in lockdown on earth

By God's verdict now the virus is the independent Satan
Socalled believers are living in the penance of undone

24.04.2020 (Chattogram City)

Big Daft Dave

Big Daft Dave
With his smiley round face
Has left this life 
For a maybe better place.
I'd not seen him
For many a long while
But I'll never forget
His why me smile
Or his great 
Infectious grin;
Dave was never slow
At getting them in.
Too late I heard
He'd just recently passed
But he'd remained a card
To the very last.
 His cremation arranged
To the nth degree
The minister said,
As it was told to me,
When asked if he would like
Any Effects put in his coffin
He apparently said
Put a fire  extinguisher in
Humour me
For pity’s sake
Just in case 
You’ve made a mistake
Big Daft Dave
Always loved the absurd
As he showed with those few
 Almost final words.
I can see him now
With that big daft grin
At a heavenly bar
Getting his round in,
And wearing  all the while
That great big daft why me smile.
Form: Rhyme


Said the New Jersey Bomber a Terrorist

Said the terrorist,
Terrorized and
radicalized by what the mind dictates.
Spreads it’s evil into the eyes,
stares into arrogance
justifies presumptuous actions 
and forces you to comply. 

Did I not think?
Once done,
irreversible these actions?
But no,
this rude bravado
assumes it carries the weight of God.
Who am I to dictate such ignorance?
They do on to me and so I do unto them?
Revenge?
For whom?
Did God ask you to take revenge?
No that is of your choice.
I chose my actions.
The devil speaks into both ears,
into your eyes,
into your visions,
into your hands,
into everything you do.
You become the devil’s advisory,
a chilling killer.
Think again!
God is not on your side!


Why do we do what we do?
our infectious mind
spreads through the eyes,
motivate our visions 
till we comply.
© Al. Juman  The "said" Poet  7/7/2016
© Al Juman  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member In My Murky Room

My heart lay in a murky room
Unseen and unheeded
Motionless and bleeding
Yearning for when it shall meet
Its twin,
In the guise of a flame!

Then, while it slumbered
It was whispered of love
And it started beating ecstatically
Knowing that somehow
The curtains hiding it
Will get drawn,
And its windows will be opened
Allowing scattered dandelions
To fly in
And to surround it
While singing songs in ode
To the powerful angels
While it shall burn
In its own twin flame!

But it expected not to meet
With disgust and disdain
It expected not to be spat on
Or to thrown in thrash
It expected not
That love,
As it has dreamt of it,
Would hate it
As if it were an infectious disease!

Hurt,
It has now retreated back
To its own murky room,
With the lights switched off
And the curtains well drawn
As,
If love be repulsive
Then better it is
To avoid it!

It minds not its loneliness
As it knows
That it shall create memories
In the guise of dark and brooding
Poems that it shall leave here
Someday
When the skies shall deem it
That it be its time
To ascend towards them!

Written on 21st Dec 2020

Premium Member Ambient Music

Unsmiling gray wisp fingers drift and bore 
A helical ridge around the vast sky; 
Down abutting poignant horizon floor. 
Alga blooms a huffy infectious cry. 

A tree hollow bears nestling hanging high.
Lively songbird-swallows touched by the stir 
Swift cry, swell and disappear till late by-
Passing hours of summer ruffling shower.

In a warm sleeping bag in a small tent,
Newlyweds lounge engaged with sweet hush sound 
And lambent flame. Could not be better spent, 
To wake with the morning dawn bodies wound. 

In the open, they lie there, on their camp site,
Beneath the infinite clear twilight night.

written on  4/7/2020


Ambient Music	N/A	Serenity- In Scenes Of Mother Nature	-Chantelle Anne Cooke		Yes 4/9/2020 4:12:00 PM

N/A , Judged on 5/6/2020 for the contest  
 "Serenity In Scenes Of Mother Nature"

 N-A Re-Run 8 Poetry Contest  
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member A New Love

We met one summer evening
On a golden sandy dune.
There was something wonderful and sublime,
Something magical and spellbinding,
Infiltrating in the air that night,
As stars shone brightly high above,
Shining for you and me
Especially for you and me.
 
Our friends were singing merrily,
Infectious love was all around.
There, on a spit, a piglet
Was slowly spicy barbequed.
The fire roared and spluttered
While fat dripped on its fiery flames.
 
It was a time propitious
For mad mid-summer dreams,
So we drank our lovely Chardonnay,
And nibbled luscious roasted ribs.
We exchanged jokes and reminisces,
Laughed all night long
You and me.
 
At last we left together
Shoeless strolled upon the sand.
Around was moon-lit and serene.
 
The swell of the sea supplied a lullaby,
Euphoria filled our mien.
I closed my eyes in ecstasy:
Heard your captivating laugh.
There in a desolate sandy beach
Away from prying eyes,
We knelt down, touching our hands,
Sweaty palms against each other.
I looked into your azure eyes,
Saw the vast calm ocean
With moonlight shimmering brightly.

I smelled your perfumed skin,
Felt your lips caress my cheeks:
Waves rolled softly towards the beach
In a splendid harmony.
Was this a pleasant fairytale?
Was it an infinite dream?

Premium Member The Power of the Positive

The joy that other people possess
Is well within our reach
We're all made up of similar stuff
I'm sure you've heard this speech

Well my friends, in my experience
It's a true and a provable fact
The more you look on the bright side
The more positive people react

They observe your sunny disposition
Wish they could feel that way too
It really doesn't take a lot of effort
Positive thinking rubs off on you

Picture all that is right with the world
Of the things that you possess
Don't concentrate on all the negatives
That will only cause you stress

Happiness is quite an infectious thing
Belt out an old good times song
Sooner or later, believe me, good folks
People will start singing along

It's really the power of positive thinking
Happy always wins in the end
It's a human thing, we're born to laugh
So chuckle yourself silly, my friends
Form: Rhyme

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