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You never cease to amaze me with your powerful, awesome poetry
It fades away my depression and anxiety as my fretfulness and fears dissipate
You never please evilness and malice in your words of peaceful liberty
You throw shades at negativity and uplift with your positivity with your words of shameless love and no hate
Your state of mind is extremely, purely surreal and beautiful
You’re a poetess of plenty of wise words from high above
You never hesitate to shine bright, straight from your precious soul
You’re a progress marked with unconditional love
These teardrops are meant to fall, but all and all,
They fall away just like my disarray and dismay this shimmering May
The moment I saw your words, I stand oh so tall
Your unique forgiveness is a shimmering sea in my mind’s eye today
These torn-up teardrops were meant to fall
The moment my silly, foolish heart fell almost apart
But, sorrow from within faded away after all
You restored grace and hope to my verses from the start
I weep rivers of radiance, rolling around in the deep
The afternoons and nights spent with me, reading your lines of poetic passion
I cry away the tears of hopelessness that I do reap
The tunes of heaven’s heights couldn’t get higher the moments I witness your compassion
These teardrops were meant to fall, I’m meant to stand tall and all
And rise up like the sun-drenched sunrise minutes after dawn
You turned my grief into happiness and made me tread the hopeful hall
And I will climb mountains and roam forests to move on
You never fail to amaze me with your play with words so clever and sweet
You never make me feel disappointed and deceived by your poetry’s pensive, positively provident beat
This is my delightful dedication to your poems of peace that diminishes the chaotic dread
This is my inspirational, motivational words for you to be hopeful and happy for what lies ahead
Thank you for all you do by sharing your genuine, genius grace
It’s awe-inspiring, jubilant people like you that make this life’s race
Worth running for, worth keeping my steady, yet swift pace
I can’t help but adore this everlasting joy in my heart and it’s like a much-needed, family-fervent embrace!
- this poem is dedicated to my awesome poetess friend on Facebook, Lora Lee, who writes wondrous words in poetic form. I wrote this poem at work today.
A decade of growth and decadent boom
People didn't mention the debt elephant in the room
It was the charge of the bull
Many pockets were full
The search for a higher return was the motivational pull.
But whilst stocks and shares rocked and flared
Investors held their breath in shock and fear
They seemed to forget that markets go up and markets go down
Because as long as uncertainty shows up, the cycle goes round
But to be fair the times were good, and returns seemed sure
The earnings of many corporations, continued to soar
The zeitgeist was the age of prosperity, profit and greed
It wasn't the time to question sustainability or question the need
Many financial advisers advised that it was the right way to go
"You should take advantage now, while all these rates of interest are low"
So many consumers took out mortgages, that they just couldn't afford
Including the 'sub prime', with bad credit, and of course the poor
But let's not forget, that the consumer went along, and played ball
Creatures of habit responding to the mating call, that beckoned us all
Deposits levels came down, loan-to-value went up
House prices bubbled and brimmed and we all drank from the cup.
Now the banks merged all of these mortgages together in lumps
Sold them as safe bets to investors, who were taken for chumps
Then the US housing market crashed
Now comes the the consequences
Unsurprisingly mortgage repayments started to slump
So called safe investments soon became worthless as junk
Families who had homes repossessed now facing the funk
Securitisation of mortgages now seemed so dumb
Regulators appeared powerless, dozing and numb
Lehman Brothers collapsed. America sneezed
The world became infected. Financial markets siezed
Governments and Central Banks now stepped into the fray
To prop up a system, that should have been reconfigured that day
Many banks were bailed; too big to fail.
The bankers who were at the wheel, too big to jail.
The humble tax payer was forced to post the cash
And many years later many banks still owe this cash
So the world was saved but here's the 'but'
The pubic purse was utilised, to escape the rut
Now all society must pay the price; take a hit to the gut
And suffer the pain, of historic public services cuts.
Mike Concise © 2015
www.mikeconcise.com
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Especially with motivational bias
Intrinsic or decoherent formation
The access levels breach by human mass
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Is due the common bias that supports
Desire for all process automation
The physical the fitness is the sport
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Whether desires of others shall we satisfy
The mass affect on psyches with exemptions
The mechanism is probably WIFI
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Implies that humans are the chemical the mass
Because all these in Internet and politics “reactions”
TerminolOgy of the human this bias
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Are differenciated between you and wild
And while is none the business yours is wild the nature
I am also one of you if I am filed
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Between my file in organs and the me
Existed maybe be rather for the penetration
The very outdated is your C
So let's address ID of yours
They say when children are the young
They seek their own ID
Perhaps their souls and their minds
Won't really fall for category of the fashionable stan??
In search for their Ids
In time of war prepare for peace
In time of peace prepare for war
What are you really for?
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Are fading as your prioritization are disproved
In seeking many ways for the monetization
Your whole existence is a giant unwanted spoof
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Between radar of military and the airplane
You reckon, buddy mine of the negation
That this particular the generalization
Would render system of your build as sane?
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Of weird human groups who's eager to assist
Resistance is a trait of this negation
My human right is kinda to resist
The mechanism of seeking the connection
Draws value out of you as you degrade
The round is degree of the 360
How is this calvin would convert to centigrade?
The mechanism of seeking the connection
The mechanism of seeking the connection
The mechanism of seeking the connection
The mechanism of seeking the connection
*organs are term in russian lingo for intelligence services, such as NSA in US, maybe because short for organization
**Mental Rumination**
Every single day brings with it a new and unfamiliar word, each one carrying its own distinct meaning that often resonates with the shifts in my life. Retirement, for instance, has proven to be a profound transformation, especially during this initial year. I had envisioned a seamless transition, convinced that I had everything perfectly mapped out. However, as the days progress, I catch myself grappling with self-doubt, second-guessing nearly every decision I make, particularly those concerning my health and overall mindset.
It seems like a soundtrack of sorts plays in my mind—a loop of Bruno Mars’ “The Lazy Song.” The lyrics echo my innermost desires: a yearning to do absolutely nothing and simply enjoy the leisure for which I had longed. Reflecting on my aspirations for retirement, I realize that this very notion of relaxation was all I had ever dreamed about.
So, it perplexes me that a motivational speaker, someone who is supposed to uplift and inspire, is instead filling me with guilt for not maximizing every moment of this so-called freedom. Why am I feeling this way when I thought this phase of my life would be a time of unbridled joy and fulfillment?
I've recently become aware that I've gained some extra weight, and it's not contributing positively to my overall well-being.
It's interesting how these YouTube Nigerian movies have such a strong allure for me; they hit my taste buds like an addictive substance.
Although many of their movies are poorly directed and lack the technical finesse one might expect from a polished production, I find myself drawn to their charm and vibrant storytelling.
There is something uniquely entertaining about the way they portray life, and I cannot help but get lost in the attention-grabbing plots and often over-the-top drama.
It's a guilty pleasure that I know I need to manage better,
Mental rumination is a genuine experience that many of us face as human beings. It is essential to acknowledge it, as it impacts our thoughts and overall well-being.
While it seems like I am grounded on my couch, and doing absolutely nothing
I cannot be happier doing that.
But as the saying goes, I will take one day at a time. “Lord Jesus
I'm not great.
I'm not extraordinary,
But I'm okay knowing that
Just as long as you
Love me
For being
Who I am when I'm
Discovering who I am
And how I cope.
I don't work with metal;
I don't work with wood.
All I have are my words,
Spoken in
Hopefully, a poetic way.
I speak and I speak,
But when I write,
In a way,
Nothing gets spoken.
I'm not motivational;
I'm not inspirational,
But as long as I
Move a wistful soul
From time to time, I'm good.
I'm cold,
Scared,
Confused,
But it seems
I'm running out
Of time
And people to talk to.
I want to speak
With my words, but
It seems only my
Ranting of how I'm
Stuck and lost
Gets my point across.
I can send your mind
In a spin;
Only because
I am constantly spinning
With overindulgences
Such as
Being loved
And even hated.
I spin from giving,
And, in return,
Being spun some more.
Puzzles compose
Every metaphor.
Time-
Power-
Love-
Effort-
Trust-
Life in general;
Only, I tend
To put pieces
Where they belong,
Then come to discover
That, later, they grow
And start to mesh.
I don't know
If, looking back,
I'll only see me
Waisting my time
Or looking over
What helped me through it.
I couldn't tell you
That everything I cherish
Will be there
Or even here tomorrow.
The ones who understand
And know more
Of me than I do myself
Are the ones that
Keep me spinning.
So, here is me speaking.
I feel as if
I'm looking through
A narrow telescope
That is covered
On the other end.
I see
What I choose to see,
But what's that to
The world?
They don't have the time
To keep up
Or slow down;
Just
Going their steady pace
Until they find the time
To waste it.
I wish,
I hope,
I wander,
But no matter
Where I go,
I only see
That I'm finding nothing.
My mind
Is tired,
But my emotions
Are ready to fight.
Bring it on;
I can and
Continue to take your shots.
Take me-
Hold me in your arms
Until I'm safe
And fall asleep...
Maybe when I wake up
I won't be scared, confused,
Torn and lonely.
Maybe I'll wake up and realize
It was a dream and I'm safe
Because you are there.
I'm not great.
I'm not extraordinary,
But you know who I am
And love me for it.
alone inside with me, less than inspirational
so look out for the more interesting folk
momentary excitement, the fiery motivational
beyond the familiar, to stoke and provoke
daydream departure from mundane conversational
adventures cocooned in my warm cosy cloak
cool charismatic characters, charming skills to admire
the wily wheelers, the dubious dealers
the mighty movers, the shuffling shakers, to these I aspire
delvers of science, the body-mind healers
frisky purveyors of seduction spray fuel to the fire
risky game chancers, the common sense stealers
suspenders of disbelief, poetic weavers of word
jovial jugglers of juxtaposition
addicted acquisitors, spinners shifting the absurd
fabulous fakers, deceptive magician
image presenters, dark or backlit, focused or blurred
sculptors of form, instrumental musician
composers of melody, glorious singers of song
whatever the stage, great performers of art
athletic achievers stretching stubbornly strong
rhythmic dynamo dancers moving close or apart
food-feeding salivators, their tasty pleasures prolong
delightful set dishes or delicious a la carte
whether imbibed on its own or in good company enjoyed
the brewer, the vintner, the masters of malt
innovative designers, architects of structure and void
the philosopher's stone, comfort-zone assault
insightful free thinkers, long-held paradigms destroyed
tall storytelling teachers without fear of fault
mathematical manipulators of numbers and code
quantum diving or high-flying to the stars
engineering fabricators, tunnel, bridge, rail and road
crazy drivers and loop-turning avatars
tinkering technicians, ecologists with wisdom bestowed
planners of protest, the remover of scars
inspirational givers, those with just the skill of their bent
empathy crossing over to be by your side
the meek, the afflicted, those who can ill-afford the rent
the refugee fleer from our wars worldwide
safety seekers, brave rational people with lives to augment
as we build indifferent walls... hope denied!
A dream that came into my life
With an eye look
With a simple chatting word
With a simple hand shake
With a pure smile on the face
This all lead my heart to shake
Out of happiness and Joy!
It was a memorable day
When I knew it is coming true
Yet, some fear was inside
The fear of one day losing you..
But still,
Days passed on and here I stood
Next to you during the days,
Sharing your dreams at night
Feeling your words before you speak
Just by looking through your eyes..
It is a perfect time that we shared
One of a kind, that
Made my life dance out of excessive bless
Just by having you beside me..
Ups and downs! Yes,
Still life goes on..
Love is not about words,
But actions as well
And here I am
Facing the world alone,
Going to change
for Myself and for YOU..
To prove to you that
I DO REALLY LOVE YOU!
I am learning my lesson
And changing for myself,
But still, for that special person as well..
I can move on without anyone
But I do not want to lose one day in my life
Without being with him
Life is too short to spend it away,
One day I am here,
The next I will be there
But the only constant is that
No matter where I am,
In my heart you will be engraved.
No matter where it shall end,
Will this changing time on my side turn to be
Either The beginning of the best
When with you, I shall eternally rest
Or will it be the beginning of the
True, painful end
When you will decide to move on
And leave me behind?
I cant guarantee..
But all I know is that,
I wish you the happiness in the world
Either with me or away
Because Id rather die
Than having you in my life
When you are not truly happy from inside…..
Still, I shall do my best
to redraw the smile on your face
but if it did not work out
so ... unfortunately
there is nothing else in my hands to do..
Yet.. Passion is filling my heart,
That one day things will go in line again
Everything shall be fine
And I will feel his hand touch,
I will dive in his hug
And have his love
As my surrendering, motivational life drug.
Till this moment life will be tough
But I am surely hoping that at the end it will positively and happily paidy off!
My Fortune 500 Company is a billion dollar businesses
Filled with inspirations, diversity, and motivational visions
Corporate cars, business attire, which all are comforted with money out the ass
But I wonder if the clarity of defining your fortune 500 has to deal with cash!?!?
We see the lavish life of the money, cars, clothes and somewhat spoiled life on TV
And with all honesty, every single one of us had that moment when we were like “Damn, I wish that could be me”
But see!?! I rather be born a bum than to be born rich…
So when wealth and great opportunities present themselves in my life I can truly cherish it
Most of us today rather be spoiled by living a life including less hardships…
Magnifying those who seems to have it all
But I look up and admire those who have came from ****….
Because they know how to get up off their ass up and keep walking when they fall
You can give me projected outcomes for the year
And try to calculate what you think my success should be
But I don’t need numbers or prospects with opinions, for GOD tells me my SUCCESS grows near
So the next step for you would be to stop worrying about me
This is only a message for the haters,
Those who try to live their faulty lives through our potential
But to their satisfaction I refuse to cater...
To thoughts that deter my successful moments from being monumental
See my Fortune 500 doesn’t result from money, cars, and other materialistic things
My fortune 500 comes from the love, blessing, opportunity, and special people in my life that GOD brings
Money doesn’t buy us happiness, it only temporarily relieves stress
And blinds us from the little things that are god’s sign of showing us that we are truly blessed
So define your fortune 500 from the things that are dear to you...not to your peers or to the world
Because valuing yourself and knowing your worth and living happily through the simple things …
Will give you more peace, comfort, happiness and a beautiful shine to your life.
10x more than any glisten that can be created by a diamond or the prettiest pearl…
So....What is your Fortune 500!?
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
To write the pain a deff
man can't hear speak what a blind can't see. Uncover the truth and hide the lies we tells as a society.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
Get the word out to the
ghetto that there is a
better place. We don't
have to reach heaven
to see it. We killing our
brothers and sisters over
colors don't make sense.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
To tell my brothers behind bars a strong body has no comparsion to a weak mind. Do time don't let time do you.
All i need is one pen, one piece of a paper just one.
Send all the women with children a happy day mothers day letter, even if it aint may.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
One shot of that liquor thats infecting my liver but only way ill spill out all these words. Sober thoughts i could only speak intoxicated. One doctor for a liver-transplate if this one shall fail on me.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
One chance to reach for the stars and pull one down. Show the world no task is impossible to accomplish. Stay motivated stay determined no telling what you can achieve.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
One voice one prayer to ask God to forgive you and i for our sins. See none of us is perfect and this world aint either.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
One pen to bleed on that one piece of paper just one so one soul can finally be let free. show others many ways you paint without a brush.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
To read my motivational speech to the men and women serving our country. May i give them strenght to come back home to their love ones.
all I need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
One man hating, one woman loving me. One whip no chains im so free.
All i need is one pen, one piece of paper just one.
Success wouldn't mean much if i couldn't write about it.
Nothing in this world is more important than one pen one piece of paper. thats all i need just one.
Form:
Uncomfortable confronting
your continuous consumption to which you're accustomed,
the crunch, the chew, it's all you do,
most munch at lunch while you the whole day through,
can't get a grip like a hug holding you
but when you sip it's a diet brew
no added sugar and calories are few,
but many saturated fats are stacked
impacting with gross growth of fat sacks,
so you boom take up too much room
and stay still through sore joints you feel
as you can't conceal spare tires that spill.
You've an ahss with a difference
surpassing any ahss in existence
by a significant distance
with its significant distance
disappearing in the distance
to France and French Resistance
wanting removal in an instance
with intense insistence .
To lose weight you need to move mate.
Eat less move more, it works for sure,
though at first a chore
instead of bursting out you'll once more
fit through the door,
and not resemble a dinosaur,
the sore-thighs-and-a-sore-ahss-eyesore-osaurus.
All four storeys of your inglorious
girth awkwardly bulges before us,
taunting as you pass us at speeds
outclassed by a passed its best tortoise,
a daunting and torturous sight
for our poor eyes that sore
at size you can't ignore
as your broad and soaring baggy core
drags flab and more flab along the floor.
To dine all the time like an assembly line
from 9 to 9 makes you the widest of mankind
with a need to wear a wide load sign on your behind,
eating on repeat
until you can't see your feet
or get out of that seat
while hoarding heat
roasting in rotation
as a gravitational orbit results,
these insults should install motivational mass
to counterweight your morbid oversized ahss,
… so yes your ahss looks fat since you asked.
Realise she hates guys that tell lies, she cries,
so I told her she's oversized and learnt lies are wise,
don't tell her she's wide from side to side or in her thighs,
cus her size cry makes her lies cry look a lie, lies are wise.