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Rosie Hammond went to a convention held in the town of Gig Harbor
With vacuum salesmen she would wine and dine while worrying about her daughter.
She was suffering from pain caused by the medicine she took for her insomnia disorder
Drifting off to sleep before the meal was complete she dreamt a UFO took her to the boarder.
Being in such dire straits to stay awake she sniffed a Listerine soaked tissue
Loosing their wits watching these tid-bits her friends asked, “What’s been bothering you?”
“Don’t get your spandex boxer shorts all out of sorts making lunar craters from wormholes,
You’re daughter will be fine just give her some time,” are the things that Rosie was told.
So they continued to taste the nuclear waste sent from the restaurant’s kitchen
And Rosie’s mind was free to let her be a contributor to the convention.
Apply The Pressure
Bridge: Apply the Pressure
Apply it hard
Let them know who is in charge
Apply the pressure
Apply it hard
Let them know who is in charge
Verse 1
In life
It will test ya
No matter what
Don't let it stress ya
You have it
The potential
Don't let anyone treat you like your a rental
It's simple
You choosing
Apply the pressure
Or you loosing
Don't give up
When it's confusing
Figure out your purpose
What your supposed to be doing
Chorus
Pressure apply it
Talents and gifts
Don't deny it
Believing in yourself
You should try it
Life will test ya
When it does apply the pressure
Rap:
I can apply it
Apply the pressure
Do my best
When im feeling lesser
When people doubted
Counted me out of it
Left me alone
Didn't have anyone to talk to
But the one on the throne
I gave my all
My all came back
Alot of things in life threw me off track
Who had my back
When I was a mess
Who applied the pressure when under stress
Who through the towel and said don't give in
You are made and born to win
Go do it again, try a little harder
Get off the bench you about to be a starter
Chorus
Pressure apply it
Talents and gifts
Don't deny it
Believing in yourself
You should try it
Life will test ya
When it does apply the pressure
Hook
I got it , I had it
Pressure been added
I got it, I had it
Pressure been added
Chorus
Pressure apply it
Talents and gifts
Don't deny it
Believing in yourself
You should try it
Life will test ya
When it does apply the pressure
Written by : Concetta Hardnett
03/22/2020
We can't run from who we are
Our destiny's chooses us before life
Time just a moment of existence
Or does it really exist time itself
The time past never to get back
Or what time does one seriously have
Death be certain, life isn't; even young die early
Our souls we live everyday survival
The heart, the main artery to breathe
The instinct of emotion known from where
Love of a being even from its depths_
Darkness seeks fulfillment of enthusiastic belief
Seeing a world before our eyes journey leads
They following God,if you believe what you read
The kindness to one another they cry
Or their own selfish acts of humanity greed
No color but red we all bleed the same
We seek love for the other, freedom from man
Even ourselves we shed away from truth
But truth set's you free in yourself
Destiny's Chosen, elite group chosen people
A deception to the mind we fall weak
Loosing true sight in all we feel we believe
Even in I my standards fall short of glory
But only in me can I find the peace
The one to bring love, Destiny's Chosen
A being,a heart, extraordinary light unforeseen
Did you just look upon my chubby face?
And thought let’s give her a chase
She is just a fragile flower in a vase
Let’s give her a taste of being waste
Just don’t try to execute your plans in haste
Cause you haven't seen me in my natural state.
Did you just see my five foot frame?
And thought let us frame her for shame
Oh! She is excellent at the loosing game
Well if you don't change your ways
You better start counting your days
Alas! You haven't known me always.
Don't you dare wake the monster in me again!
My neurons are fighting like gangster in my brain
Many a heroes I have slain
I will blow you like the husk of the grain
You better take your hands of my lane
Or you will be fighting the devil in vain
You have seen only the smile I have worn
Not the heart festered in stone
The moment I was thrown into school zone
Cannot tether two letters together, my brain torn
I was scorned, could hear people moan
But at last adorned the academic throne
Oh soon they took shots at my looks
And bullied me with their mean hooks
They were just entries in my joke books
Soon bested them at their own game
But regretted the girl I became
And gave up that lame game
My decision might go on a hiatus
So beware of your current status
Don't you dare wake the monster in me again?
My neurons are fighting like gangster in my brain
Many a heroes I have slain
I will blow you like the husk of the grain
You better take your hands of my lane
Or you will be fighting the devil in vain
Cause I am practically insane
I gave you my soul, I trusted you.
You inspire the things I do.
You made me feel warm with emotion
I gave you my life, I gave you devotion.
You know better than the rest.
I love you, I consider you the best
Everyone I have loved, I’ve lost.
Then let down by you, I’m chilled like frost.
Such a gutting feeling deep with-in
To break my cord with you feels a sin
You swore that you wouldn’t let me fall
Maybe I don’t have a Spirit guide at all?
Empty oaths from your very heart
I feel I need to begin from the very start
Why did you promise such things?
Now I see you my angel, with no wings
Loosing my faith, I’ve lost my way
Not caring where I am or the time of day
Nan, it’s not the chapters you insisted would be
Let down by many. All alone now, that I see
Maybe I should take part of the blame?
Perhaps I’m an idiot to think of promised fame?
You have hurt me deep in my soul
Bruised and hurt, I’ll never be whole.
My core aches and will continue to do so.
One more hit from you and it will be the final blow.
Cards and emotions tucked away for sure
Please leave me be, I cant take this any more :-(
*Mary/John, please prove me wrong!
My mistress muse
With the simple daily routine there mingles some fire,
a sensuous voluptuous sort of a desire.
A temptress of untouchable allure is in my mind,
a voluptuous sensuous sort of kind.
She teases me with smiling allure and gives me that look,
I feel mostly very gobbledygook.
I should find some comparable understanding,
but she is in a pleasing way very commanding.
Compelling my imagination very much,
with this promising dreaming touch.
Never losing her gesture and pose,
especially when the moon is in full repose.
My cogitation about her is an endless amaze,
she seem to take this as loving appraise.
Often she seduces me just before sleep,
taken those frantic motion deep into my dream to reap.
the voice of my muse is very critical,
take whatever she says biblical.
Sometimes I cannot take my troubled mind, here or there,
finding the only refuge with her, I swear.
Inured sometimes by this delicate beautiful fantasy,
that I wonder about my insanity.
Some hours more deeply then other hours before,
other times, I have to socialize to see her no more.
The shrink told me it’s a schizophrenic marriage,
and the psychic said it is a divine message.
But I give my intuition some gratitude,
then it gives my writing far more altitude.
Yes, I miss the healing touch of a female caressing,
it comes with more, then just that blessing.
O loving muse existence, you loosing eye lure,
the love in the dream maker maze is another wondering shore.
early this year
gentle as calm ocean waters
lapping along a weir
thumb and fore finger
of right hand would peal back,
(via diagonally flippant motion
asper calendar
representing progression of time)
gets flipped over to veer
in one direction (linear)
revealing the next month at lightspeed
vis a vis tempus fugit galloping tear
thy head immediately lost hirsute thickness,
i starkly share
male or female pattern baldness
extant along
Harris genealogical trunk line rare
yet divulging distress
about limp decreasing strands
sends shivers along spine,
gloomy feeling linkedin
with old fashioned meaning of *****
and perchance tis foolhardy
reeding this Samson night issue must ap pear
tis unstoppable inching closer toward
as mortality gets near
youthful robustness fades
replaced by senescence mere
really ambling along tragicomic stream,
one evinces gargoyles mockingly leer
loosing sleep and kept raggedly awake
in conjunction dreams fraught
with frightful haunting monsters jeer
ring sound reverberating hair
splitting decibel jamming primary cranial gear
aye tell mice elf nothing to fear...
yet maximizing this plight with poem 'ere
Yukon also temporarily part
blond, brown, gold, et cetera locks mud dear.
Form:
So, I am hiding Occupied state
Or, else or, learning french occult eBay at
Non nuptial lady , a loner, an ex-positional urge
Inside the total nine after, even after a dirge
Alma mater in Houston, there will be a problem with Poseidon surge
Gone baha'i , a limerick try, optional pagan gods and winds around our flagstaff, IN
Animesh is ricocheting, consulting appendics
nonetheless painless as free as the appendix did say "Ish........"
Duncan hill and healthy premium is a cliched a trope
Hiatus , a self imposed speed limit where a bird, divine hoopoe
in colors and diva, will be "assimilating" marination tonight,
(and a fried second paper, oil blessing.)
About:
Sonia Gandhi is a royal chant there, like the people's princess and she
She is a muse , con clues on (and on) , with communal commuter and mundane be!
Why Al Pacino is a PhD dissertation, not now, not YA incognito !
As ethnic dish discourse will have ties to Gospel in a national crisis
With the Nobel prize, navel cutie and baby bottles and dresser case, cliffhangers!
Rules (unruly)
Once taken you cannot take it back, here they Stan, there they channelize
The "room" in Alexandria, Italic or a "Bambino" try."
Will you be trade relations with the orphan or a parallelism in "Ces't la vie?"
Will you be that oxymoron, to the symphony , flora and fauna
that had an entire Ramadan but never against a fie!
(Case and Code, both switches)
For a widow they say, the loosing atlas!
And for an affidavit , they say whisk() in a canop() try
And then board as you may find solace in grace (head on again, never hedonism)
did you marinate in between? Or ritual Can I pray today?
Can i try? Can i die? Can i sigh? Can i hi? And most of all
can i Nye?
January, 2025
People talk out loud about this mysterious place
Love given freely to such a hurtful race
Such gentle feelings to a power unknown
Some times what has been offered, has little shown.
Some live in fear to what could happen to them
To have such a higher love, why the problem?
Holding such guilt in living carefree
With me every moment, is where I want this love to be.
Never worry about what is ever said or done
The day I had my first child I knew it would be a Son
Each day is a play already written but never read
Knowing my life’s plan without a word even said
The journey for everyone is a complicated task
To a question you want the answer, you’ve only to ask
The result you want will lustre down from above
The ultimate goal for all is the essence of pure love
Why would people choose such pain to loose another?
In this life you may loose a son, daughter or a brother
Comfort at this time is all that can be offered out
Much more to life than this, I’ll tell you what its all about
Before your living memory you chose a set plan
It started in the beginning of your life span
Behold an endless guide than you set out in preparation
From a new home, first kiss, even death or a separation
Heaven being our real homes, earth being a school for learning
You may chose to die young, gamble or to be high earning
Why? Is a question I’m asked to answer from time to time
But it’s easier for people to believe Jesus turned water to wine
To embrace God you must dissolve the padding around religion
That for some can prove to be a difficult decision
Loosing faith in the protection you thought was to care for you
Ones’ you loose look down and wish you wasn’t so blue
To choose a path you feel is negative to you now
Makes you into a better person, but you must wonder how?
To learn from mistakes takes a developed soul
One can not be with out the other, that’s the karmic toll
Sleep easy knowing you will be with the ones you have lost
Eternal life and love with them at no extra cost
Just wait and see, you will remember this in years gone by
I will promise to meet you on the other side just to say ‘Hi’
Fault
Remembering you is not my fault but loosing you is my fault
Making love is not my fault but fighting with self to foRrgot you is my fault
That smile that eyes that lips which catch a fire is not a fault but I do miss is my fault
where are you gone after the days past like seven star is not a fault but the age of life is less then a star is a fault
does the clouds cry or I found a place in it to think what is the fault
Do I see how is your day after the season pass it's not a fault of love why the water is plane but to mix with many wish to all
Fault is only one that i am far like i near
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri