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Long tennis matches stretch on and on for love of deuce,
While endless freight trains mercifully end with a little red caboose.
Domestic snits could be shortened dramatically with a fruit juice truce,
Though kids keep on playing 'Super Elite 4' when they might be watching
'The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle the Moose.'
Some highly-paid accountants play with their clients' numbers, fast and loose,
As weight-loss specialists do patients' expanding waistlines fail to reduce.
More and more often gynecologists must early labor unexpectedly induce,
So that a healthy, social-media-acceptable baby be rapidly produced.
Romantic poets with winsome words do their audiences seduce,
Since philosophers do airtight, logical conclusions no longer deduce.
Injun squaws are still known to carry their young ones in a papoose.
Whereas a hanging by a noose is a custom quite understandably out of use.
And, of course, the current Oval Office Occupant continues to rule the roost
By tweeting, texting, and twittering a refuse-storm gallopingly profuse.
Which all leads to the inevitable, inescaple, perhaps irrefutable con-cluse
That some people will and others won't throw up their hands, saying
"What's the Use?!"
Just do nothing; it is impossible: having such mindset kills
For no one defines what quality is needed for possibility
Unless we've forgotten luck is lurking somewhere in the world
To bless the fate awaiting an irrefutable fulfilment you own
Just do it; nothing is impossible: an encouragement that fuels
Your eagerness in believing your heart's trials for great success
And the need to less the failure resisting thy adaptability
Be prepared always to sail through every ups and down
With such, life's threats will become a source of strength
As it keeps saying impossible; you keep pushing through grace
And saying bold at mind "nothing is ing crazy impossible"
You owns to make good and evil dead or alive .
The tantalizing skirt
Older
Much older Misses Roberson
her loosely fitted skirt
emboldening her flawless firm legs.
tight into the muscles of irrefutable charm.
Impeccable beauty to keep your soul awake.
And as I enchant my self
the jolts of enchantment in my veins
squints my eyes side ways
trying for a more undisturbed view
into her tantalizing visual offerings,
and she had a lot to offer.
How these drooling moments
provokes the spirit being into clarity
that these fleeting images
will whisper forever in my memories.
as I saw deep into her crevice of fascination.
Is it the love muscle,
that transform the curvature
even the skirt refuse to hide,
as it engrave this perfection of nakedness
into the deep fascinating crevices of our soul?
intoxicating magnificence.
©Al Juman
It started with an apple in paradise or was it a date they consumed
Had they kept their clothes off laundry day would have been easier
The smell of seduction and no fake news
Honestly who cares whether it was pure sex or sweet requited love
Darwin had his way and they followed a journey to un-heavenly bliss
Candied peel from a fruit of nibbling temptation
It was a Saturday and procreation their Christian duty to comply
With the rule of nature to mix seeds in fertile pastures of joy
Russian roulette from a gene pool of ancestral relief
I hear you say its the parents’ fault that happiness mutated
Into a warm gun with too many bullets to the beat of a drum
Golden delicious pipped kernels for conquest
Peaceniks taken to task for one simple innocent transgression
A nudist colony abandoned in the name of belligerent arrows
Collateral damage and indiscriminate targets
The story stemmed from every one begetting each other’s brethren
Breathless cohabitation under the watch of place time and poppies
Fig leaves of duty and denuded trees
Kalashnikovs draped on the snake’s slithering sleaze and corruption
Corporates bonking for virginity and testimony of final selection
Dripping deceit like custard on rotten flesh
Under a mushroom cloud hell fire dispenses irrefutable evidence
That the emperor’s garments are ragged down to a lice infested core
Adam and Eve seek asylum in a mental ward
Bedlam bound in shackles to the jester’s snide mocking applause
Psychotropic injections to remedy catatonic results of one violation
Rape pillage and plunder and Satan as a voyeur
Field brothels and comfort women un-sheath prickly pears in disguise
Persimmon dishes out passion steeled in sharp blades of the paring knife
And so we choke on what should have been celestial food
Pious and devoted to whipped cream and second helpings of anger
We feed on desolate fields and irrigate fear suffocation and slaughter
Eves of destruction and her toy boy sheds venom and pain
25th January 2020
lonesome and lonely I walk
bore in and between every strand of life
as figures of gesture now pulls me to the stream of every reason
left unanswerable in this miniseries of love
within and without any careless reason of its own
yet no slogan to say
loosing my mind another exercise with no shame of stupidity
as everything becomes anything
in skepticism of telling you the truth
unbecoming i become mingled with the fear of coming up to you
for the love I feel and re-feel to certainty
fearing an irrefutable no from you
and in all,
I truly and madly fall deeply and sincerely for you
regardless of no courage of mine.
Somewhere in the middle,
between organized religion
and spirituality,
many question God's existence.
Such doubts fester over time,
for faith fades into despair, once rejected.
The soul and heart are ready to believe,
but the mind hesitates,
pleading for some irrefutable sign,
before launching into a leap of faith.
To some, the concept of God seems delusional:
a combination of myth and fantasy.
And that sense of implausibility
leaves no room for God in their hearts and thoughts.
And yet, to others,
God's presence is undeniable,
believing His love is both eternal
and unconditional.
No one can prove evil exists as an entity,
yet its effects are felt nonetheless.
And though God doesn't conform to our reality,
He remains a source of hope,
inner peace, and moral strength.
Faith offers us the promise of eternal life,
and only asks that we believe.
I am a girl child born in July, now 25~celebrating
silver Jubilee year.
I am an attached & extremely empathetic soul~highly captivating with my Smile.
I am a dutiful daughter to my parents & responsible
sister to my little brother.
I am a lucky girl for having such a glorious family.
I am the girl who was teachers pet at school & won
best student awards at college.
I am a grown up woman now ~working as a teacher~ dedicated & sincere in performing all my tasks.
I am a mother to all my graceful & gorgeous students.
I am a soul who inspires and gets inspired~ polite,
loving person to my friends & family.
I am a wife to my life partner who is in distance~understanding is in resistance.
I am the replica for my soulmate~residing
in heart as Beats.
I am an adept listener~ admires everyone
in their own way.
I am humorous to my closest friend circle~amusing
when I am all alone.
I am a person involving in my hobbies at free time
~writing poems,drawing so on...
I am a lively soul loving to do art & craft ~ best
in decorating streets with designs.
I am an expert in cooking imagined dishes~love being experimental in all fields.
I am addicted to my passion-dancing & singing~also
enact well on stage.
I am a sensitive,delicate and emotional soul
~submissive for love but not for dominance.
I am a person who is self-esteemed~wish to be
independent for lifetime.
I am too hastening while taking irrefutable decisions.
I am a soul who loves appreciating talented soul's~ obsessive of my loved ones on an everyday basis.
I am nostalgic~frequently wish to roll on
random memories.
I am firm & resilient to those who don't respect
my feelings~agrees to heart and not mind.
I am a simple person by nature~ thankful for God who created me.
I am" Me" an All rounder,Will love myself untill death.
1-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Placed as an Honorable Mention in the contest.
*I AM: A LIST BIO CHALLENGE Poetry Contest*
Sponsor- Andrea Dietrich
Sue doesn’t sit so demurely in her motorised wheelchair.
She’ll tell folks to stop gawking as it's very rude to stare!
Beneath her tenuous frame is quite a formidable young girl,
born with brittle bones but in her wheelchair she can twirl.
Sue’s parents sadly told her that her condition is immutable.
She is bereft of strong limbs, but her courage is irrefutable.
Despite a recent interlude in hospital, she's always cheerful.
Don’t treat her like she’s invisible or you may get an earful!
She loves to sketch caricatures in her artist’s drawing book
and in her specially adapted kitchen Sue is learning to cook.
Her physical disability will not prevent her from achieving
and her aphorism of life's always been, ‘Never stop believing
Sue loves to spend time wheeling around the garden paths,
watching chirping sparrows joyfully splashing in bird baths.
She paints canvases filled with butterflies and lovely flowers.
Sometimes she is quite content to sit there and read for hours.
If you are feeling sorry for Sue, don't give it another thought.
In her scarlet wheelchair, she's accepted what life has wrought.
Each day she finds something to appreciate that gives her a thrill.
In truth, she sees more beauty in life than most of us ever will.
Eight word Challenge 5 Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Required words: demurely, sketch, tenuous, brittle, formidable, interlude, bereft, immutable
10-23-17
Hatched from an egg, larva begins gathering around massive trees;
consuming enough leaves sufficient for morphing within chrysalis.
Once this process is a success, reconfigured caterpillars nibble and wiggle their way out.
Something extraordinary happens—
Atomic metamorphosis liberates an epiphany.
Majestic, colorful creatures emerge—
Beautiful butterflies make birth, liberated larva bloom, flourish and blossom
A state away from cocoon, a graceful performer sets sail.
Boating across blue skies, butterflies float in thin air.
Rays of sunlight break amid overcasting clouds.
Bright shiny wings vibrantly glisten.
Seeing colors, happiness smiles and goosebumps pan out shivers.
Butterflies of beauty miraculously appear.
Viewing spectacular enlightenment—
Bearing witness to an irrefutable, sighted stupendousness.
Delighted butterflies reminisce, recalling life as larva.
Remarkably capable of flying anymore, professing subject ability by becoming remarkably adept; nearly instantaneously.
And no matter how ugly the world may seem; at times—
Butterflies of beauty allow belief, tarrying wings of hope.
Metamorphic, frosted cookies maintain my emotional environment; anchoring momentous love.
Inclined to bind a beating heart—
Now filled through butterflies of beauty, deep blue eyes shine, reflecting love and life; unveiling romantic harmony.
1/09/17
For contest sponsored by Mystic Rose.
“Never spend your time in anticipation of a future, procrastinating and thinking that we have so much of time ahead and many more opportunities on our way. But nothing is certain, only the present time and chances. They are in our hold and are ours. Make the best use of them.” ~ By Poet
With the night quickly passing by,
My soul breaks into blossoms of joy.
When the sun begins his solemn race,
In my ears fall the birds’ hymns of praise.
As the wind passes tousling my hair,
With soft whisperings in my ear,
I catch the strains of a Heavenly band,
And feel the presence of a loving friend.
Glancing on the gorgeous buds of May,
Swaying in breeze that make me gay,
I lose myself in the glory of creation,
And fold my hands in deep veneration.
When I hear the cuckoo pouring in shower,
Her songs from far flung forest glade or bower,
A delightful rhythm fills my space,
And its fleeting cadence brightens up my face.
But suddenly I sense a creeping pain,
As I see a cripple staggering in strain,
At a distance, I see a weeping child,
Abandoned by its mother behind a thicket wild.
Around me I see the homeless and the frail,
Wandering aimless, tossed by life’s violent gale.
Thus I see life with grim challenges of trials and strife,
Where misfortune, distress and betrayal, so very rife.
At times I feel my heart missing a beat,
And fear the sweep of sand under my feet.
This Earth often turns a blistering desert,
But sure with shady oases, strewn apart.
This is the irrefutable truth, for sure,
That life can at once be sweet and sour.
So, enjoy life when it is within our scope and scheme.
Squeeze every happy moment. Carpe Diem!