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HEAVENLY KISSES XL1sonnet 41
HEAVENLY KISSES a sonnet
(a changing life)
At NIGHT, fog, frost, Torment&Worry
Next DAY, snow, lightning, Fire &Distress
From GRIEF, angst, sorrow, Disgrace,Ridicule
With JOY, ease, wins, Constant Day
The MOON, smoke, flame, Ox and Wagon
Love's LIGHT, floods,field, Knowledge is Sustenanced
Our OBJECTIVE human,travail, Faith and God
PURPOSED, prize,promise, &Thankfulness
What is GOOD,right,positive,do Mention
CULTIVATE,earth, floods, to AVOID
Sans COURAGE, praise, soul, be APART
With FEAR, lies, strife, soon Reigns
Everything changes:Everyone loves:We, all ,incline to hate;
We ,who meditate these Words,understand the human state
Warmth, surrounded me…always
My lips, my eyes, closed…
Mesmerized by the darkness that brought me consolation
I remember there were colors under those lids,
Green, spurts of purple…and sporadic yellows and reds
They danced and flashed
Whenever your voice rumbled and vibrated my abode
I remember the earthquakes of laughter
That pushed me against the soft, supported side…
I merely bounced back to the middle again
My legs, bending, and then kicking off against it
My body twirling in the lavish liquid
Natural twists and turns that were later underappreciated
Twists and turns that were who I was
I didn’t realize they would always shape who I am
Deep voice—music—surrounded me always
My ears opened to the muffled marvel
Curious of the outside world that birthed the mysteries of who I am
I recall frustration, kicking against your soft insides….
Colors of black, gray tints, and calming browns…
That left me gurgling for more of those outside sounds
Because that first day I heard the lightning yells
The hot swells of your insides boiled
My body twirled and twirled as I heard you wail
Crying…sobbing…
My heart beat faster—wanting more to leave this vessel
Wanting to be a separate thing
Wanting all to hear me scream
To feel the cold, rubbery hands of a stranger
Lift me—and to your breast—gift me
It was always the warmth of the liquid
And the comfort of our bond
That always remained
Bonds and beliefs never dry
Blood is blood
Color is color
It is living to be separate that makes us gods
mama
I wanna honour you today,
high up the sky i hold your name
and here in my imperfect verses
i come in front af all and say!
mama
you mean the world to me,
you fill my life with never ending glee,
you give me warmth you give me care
you give me love enough to share,
you give me wisdom of the unknown
you re my queen my precious stone,
you give me strength to carry on
tower of courage in dusk and dawn.
mama
Your hands brushing my face
protecting me , leaving me space,
for me to grow mature and nourish,
your tender heart reflects pure polish.
mama
How kind you are humble and true,
no one can treat me as good as you,
i still remember- when gone to sleep,
you used to come cover my feet.
mama
You thought me right from wrong,
to Jesus christ we all belong,
you thought me love kindness to all,
brothers sisters fathers mothers
other religions respect the others,
hug all the rainbows sweet human colours.
sweet mama- never saw prejudice
never saw hate in your blue eyes
love love and love ,give give and give
you precious diamond ,never say lies
is your advice whilst cooking for me
delicious pies,sweet sour rice.
mama,mother!
i love you so,you always glow,
and when day comes
for us to part i keep you carved,
footprint in my beating heart,
those footprints i follow today and tomorrow
till we live and let go meeting again in
land of no sorrow
mama
a jewel ,a diamond ,a pearl,
never ending love flows
from mum to her girl
mama
a rose, a daisy, a daffodil you are!
scenting lightning my heart
shining radiant as bright as a star,
forming my soul,that is your role!
making me who i am today
i now thank God and pray
to keep his hands upon you,
Bless you all the way!
and when time comes for you to sleep
there shall be no cry no weep,
cos an instrument of love you"ve been
God puts you on a throne a happy queen
mama
how great you are
radiant angel
my guardian angel
you are
and i want to say it loud,i wanna shout it out
i love you from the bottom of my heart
and thankyou for being --YOU---MOTHER
mama--- my love
Happy Mother's Day--EVERYDAY
I LOVE YOU--INHOBBOK MA
----------------------------------------------------------------CHARMA
Form:
I stay in this corner, peeping her coming from yonder.
The smiles on my face could istinguish fire,
I soliloquy in the midst of breezy cold weather,
Watching You with sparkling eyes, like lightning.
Onyeche, wasn't for your sake my Maker sent me to sleep?
And out of my ribs, formed you with grace?
I'm Ewache your ant-hill complexion hero,
Bone of your bone and your soul mate.
Come, lets name some animals together and we will savour some chocolate joyfully like happy children, in the amuzement park of our hearts.
Enjoying the music, only you and i knows.
Onyeche for Ewache.
CHARLES MELODY
(Lightning Ink).
Lad, use thy prime time
Despise thy prime time
And behold as thou wilt
Loose thy shine time.
Life is not a roller costar
If thou wilt not sit and ponder
Thou wilt with thy own hands falter.
Lad use thy prime time
If thou hated a future lime time.
Art thou not a seer of the successful?
Life is not only for gin and juice
So if thou wilt really avoid mass losses,
Start now by planning the wearing of thy
Victories.
Who says the top can't be crowded?
If thou slacken and refrain from
Utilizing thy potentials, thy top wilt be blurred
And crowded when old age knocketh...
Lad, use thy prime time.
CM Onyilo.
(Lightning Ink).
Towering
factories,
arcane,
silhouetted against
a violet dark sky
bruised lead-gray
clouds tumble.
heavens heavy in
thunder and lightning
turn in arcane patterns
of oblique, obsolete
across facades of machinery.
lightning arcs, carving
ruins in the angry sky.
ravens fly, high, black specters...
shadows dance in the dark
engines spark, whirr, burn,
hiss and steam.
lights of a necropolis
flare on horizons seams
towers of crimson, echos
scream, nightmares of industry.
bastions of empire
razor spires climb, high.
of bone
in ancient stone
something secret opens
alone
factories of arcane divinities.
dark eyes shown
righteous rights echo
hand carve ruins
in ash upon stone
smoke of infernos
billows into velvet skies
these dark minions roam,
into the unknown,
pluses of infinite power
dark towers,
arcane factories
reaching
silhouetted
against
violet black sky’s
Words can be like punches
And would you say that they can hurt as much
Would you feel better laughing with the crowd
Or having a strong heart and saying
That's enough
A bully is a jackal
Preying on the sick and weak
And when he speaks
He highlights every flaw
It's the meat between his jaws
He reckons its your fault he's hungry
But Words can be like tended gardens
And would you say that they can can heal the soul
Find pieces of a shattered heart
While lightning strikes and thunder rolls
Claim back a suicidal from the edge
Words can be the most precious thing on earth
To uplift the downtrodden
And bless what was cursed
We are judged by our actions
But some actions are heard
Would you believe a disposition can be changed
From the power of your words
By Kyle Ezra Kriticos
Yesterday I dosed in a dream
And caught sunrays in a jar
I was captive on a carousel of time
While pondering what love is to a star
The Painted Pony was running free
And the season writing words in rhyme
Faces fading pass in joy and laughter
Playing a part in this dream of mine
Clouds appeared and I feared of lightning
And tearful when thunder roared afar
The wind blew hard for the season
And scattered the sunrays from my jar
The leaves fled in colors
The wind rushed the water of a stream
My thoughts came back and joined me
and vanished my disappearing dream
I can’t return but I can send a wish
As the stream keeps limping on
I must wait until the carousel make It’s circle
And another dream comes along
The season has passed in splendor
The wheel, once more starts a new
Shadows dance in step with a breeze
And clouds float in review
I can see the shade that welcomes me
Winter has gone and spring is coming round
The Painted Pony glides by faces
And the carousel slows its circle down
When skies are grey and clouds are weeping,
Lightning hurls its fiery thorn,
Reach for the stars behind the clouds,
There shines a sun beyond the storm.
Beyond the clouds the sun is reigning
In its ceaseless majesty,
Clouds will pass and then at last
The sun will be set free...
Just to shine on you, to light your darkened road,
To warm you and comfort you, and help you bear your heavy load.
When all our days are dark and lonely,
When our nights are filled with fear,
If our tomorrows cast anxiety,
Our yesterdays shed a tear,
If our hearts are cold and rainy,
When the storms are hard to bear,
Let’s look beyond today's dark clouds,
The Son is waiting there...
Just to smile on us, to light our darkened road,
To warm us and comfort us, and help us bear our heavy load.
Beyond the clouds unfolds a sunrise
That would not be half as beautiful without the clouds.
“They will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of the sky with power and great glory” (Matthew 24:30)
She comes to me like the storm
Quiet and full of nature’s possibility
Air hangs heavy with expectation
Her eyes filled with lightning
We press together, whispers dancing on skin
Breathing in unison, as if we are one
Touching her skin my arms furniture around her
Our gentle rumbling of distant thunder
The noise disappears as our simple melody begins
Wind blowing softly through the reeds
A caress of lips held with a silent prayer
Fingertips on skin so soft, they feel without touching
A blinding flash and the clouds break open
Falling from our minds sky, drenching us
Undeniable, inescapable soaking us to our bones
Exhausted, laying there, us as one