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Alright, Pharaohs and Queens, gather 'round, let's set this basement ablaze! Yo, check the mic, one two, it's time to elevate these days. Incense burnin', roses spread, yeah, that's the vibe we chase, Got that desert heat flowin' even in this hazy maze, Underground oasis, where the rhythm plays, We buildin' pyramids of pleasure in these modern days.
Sun sinkin' low, but the heat's still pumpin' high, Summer solstice magic, reflected in my eye, Family and my crew, yeah, they right here by my side, Got a sigil star shinin', banishin' the lie, Feel that bass drum thumpin', reachin' for the sky, Tonight we kings and queens, no need to even try.
Purple haze rain, yeah, metaphoric flow, These good vibes washin' over, watch the energy grow, Open up your mind, let your inhibitions go, Basement heaven's gate, where the real ones know, Lindt kisses meltin', sweetness overflow, This ain't just a party, this a spectacle to show.
Warm embrace offered, ain't no need to be shy, Got that earthquake love shakin', from your head to thigh, Body talkin' volumes, louder than a battle cry, "When Love Calls", baby, you know you gotta reply, Don't play hard to get, let your true feelings fly, This ain't no ancient riddle, just look me in the eye.
Got the smooth delivery, like the Nile river flow, Confidence is pumpin', watch my charisma glow, Egyptian queen steppin' in, takin' center stage, yo, Breaking hearts and rules, that's the afterglow, From the sphinx to these speakers, the legend gonna grow, So step into my kingdom, let the good times bestow.
Yeah, this our piece of heaven, right here on Earth, No need for no afterlife, appreciate your worth, Shake that body, baby, show me what you're rehearsed, Love is in the air, let the feeling burst, Forget your daily grind, quench your soul's thirst, Incense + Rose aroma, ain't nothin' worse... than missin' this verse!
These words were written by a pearl with craft
A child went to Egypt with no quiver
The land of idolatry and witchcraft
To find a sole pearl in the Nile river
The pearl was guarded by the Ancient Snake
The child, in the heat of the sun and sand
Listened to the snake’s lullaby awake
A spell that called mist to cover the land
Memories of parents died and exiled
The pearl was lost in the mist in a swirl
But a letter shone to the orphan child
He remembered his soul and took the pearl
The child returned to the Dawn-land on raft
These words were written by a pearl with craft
Date: 05/14/2022
Contest: Orphan Sonnet Poetry Contest
Contest's Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Weak minded is my tag,
You foresee failure in me.
I haven't had a reason to brag,
A loser I'm bound to be..
The greatest love,
Was in my vivid imagination,
I grasped it with my faith's glove,
But it slipped from life's conviction.
A sense of pride is in need,
But I can't while I walk in your shadows.
I were to remain wrong even in a good deed,
I'm filled with sorrows..
Why do I feel so sad?
I can't fight the feeling,
Of not being good but bad,
I seem to be crawling or kneeling...
A taste of appreciation is rare,
All I ever did was love you,
But you filled me with fear,
Crisis is what remained true.
I ask for a second of summer,
To pause from the shiver,
Whilst the cold lurks around the corner-
This agony extends to a nile river.
I fell in affection,
But I remained the blame,
I yearned for protection,
But agony became less tame.
Confusion ruled my world
Threats adorned my thoughts
I lived a story which was not told
But succeeded from all your plots....
Oh, my love, how I wish...
you were here by my side
so we could both surrender
To this beautiful solitude,
this peaceful, intoxicating silence
I'm blissfully lost; killing precious time.
Time I wish I could stretch...
the length of the Nile River.
Mute, confused ships can't seem
to decide whether they're coming or going
The sky is slowly changing before my eyes
As the cantaloupe melon Sun
fights to stay afloat over the horizon.
Silence is interrupted...
by the ebb and flow
of the faint tides, sweeping time
out of my pristine mind
crying out your name in hushed tones.
We both miss you so.
As the calm wind sighs and whispers
soft yet incomprehensible
language into my pleased ears
I wish you were here
To bask in this soothing
sounds of silence with me
NA the day away Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lu Loo (Winner: 1st Place)
Submitted on 09/03/2019
Sound of Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton (N/A)
Date written and submitted: 07/27/2019
The wind sweeps over my bikini
and combs through my hair
This canoe ride.. is like a glass of red wine
The Naked grape my favourite kind.
I feel at peace...............
For the first time, in a while
completely rid of my anxieties
The sun embraces my skin
My china doll ceramic is so accepting
My golden retriever fearlessly jumps off the dock
he flies
He seeks adventure and see's life for what it is
You see because life is two people throwing a frisbee.
Chasing the disc back and forth desperately in hopes of the one momentarty tasting his own
personal victories
Or those moments where you throw back your hair to the wind
Uncaring for the consequences
This is how he lives
My golden retriever is the essence of living,, unaware of how his actions may be percieved
as emberrassing.
Because he lives how he feels free, and when your free
your mind explodes like a dying star and is reborn into a forming galaxy
That is all he needs.
When is it in life that we as humans just accept life for the catch and release
The elegant flight of the greek discus
When we should be tossing away our laptops, and blackberries
I'm sick of fashion magazines
telling me what is the right skinny
Because I have two skin cascadian mountains erupting from my chest
I have hips like the sticks of dynamite
and nile river torso
and a bottom that is as flat as a pizza dough
You realize the quirks and aspects that make you as an individual
BEAUTIFUL
Live like the dog that is hidden in the back of your mind
find the little things that make you gratified
Love the people around you, and celebrate their arrivals like a carnival
Eat your bowls of food like they were your last meal
Lay out on the carpet as if you lay in a bed with sheets made from Egyptian Silks
This is the way to live your life I am telling you
Somewhere over the rainbow,
A great civilization flourished,
And we discovered a wonderful kaleidoscope
Of exuberant and vibrant humanity
Enchanted tones tell a story
About a people made from dusk
And red clay
They blend into caravans
Of strong and beautiful faces
The royal kingdom with majesty,
Sits on the throne,
And the mighty lion with pride,
Rules its dominion
Rights, rituals, and passages
Speak of our greatness
Traditions took from the ancients
Are the seeds planted
As we enter the sacred place,
Paradise is never forsaken
Behold, the true Garden of Eden,
As we drink sweet water
From the Nile River
Timbuktu astronomers study the heavens
Mandingo and Zulu Warriors display
War-painted colors like
The broad plumage of a peacock
They stand gripping tall sharp spears
And poisoned arrow tips to launch,
Thus, ready for battle
Juju medicine man mix repeated chants,
As he drifted into a spiritual dance
At daybreak,
We go down to the river flow,
And shadows rise like the moon
Hearts beat in rhythms
Like fine-tuned African drums,
And the rainy season
Stay bound to Mother Earth
At the edge of a crackling fire,
The enchanted medicine man
Delivers magic words and potions
Great powerful heavens
Lift every voice up and sing,
To the sweet harmony of Africa
I am Africa, the cradle of mankind,
Where ancient footprints in the sands of time entwined,
The birthplace of humanity, divinely designed,
In my esteemed valleys, where life first aligned.
I am Africa, the cradle of civilization,
Where mighty empires rose with determination,
From the ancient Egypt's pyramids to the Great Zimbabwe walls,
From glorious Mali Empire to Kingdom of Kush, history recalls.
I am Africa, adorned with wonders untold,
From Victoria Falls, a sight to behold,
To the Serengeti, the great wildlife migration known,
The winding Nile River, nature's masterpiece shown.
I am Africa, land of majestic savannas,
Where lion roars and elephant wanders,
From Kilimanjaro's peak to the Rift Valley's floor,
Nature's grandeur timelessly spectacular, evermore.
I am Africa, rich in resources so rare,
From Congo's minerals beyond compare,
To Ghana's gold gleaming bright,
And Nigeria's oil, a source of might.
I am Africa, richly endowed with resources untold,
Diamonds, platinum, copper, and tantalum behold,
I offer fertile soils and abundant rainfall,
To sustain life's rhythm, from the great to the small.
I am Africa, proudly dark-skinned and beautiful,
Melanin-rich, skin kissed by the sun, dutiful,
From the Maasai warriors to the Zulu kings,
Cultures and values that makes a heart sings.
I am Africa, scarred by the slave trade's hand,
As ships sailed away with souls from my land,
The Atlantic's cruel passage, a harrowing tale,
Yet from that dark chapter, my resilience did prevail.
I am Africa, the sleeping lion now awake,
To reclaim my glory, no more to forsake,
I stand tall against any disdain, my destiny to behold,
Socially strong, economically stable, politically bold.
I am Africa, acknowledging and ready to confront my flaws,
To root out corruption and greed, oppressive laws,
United in accountability, good governance, equity, and might,
I march forward with determination, embracing the future's light.
Why did God tell Moses, ‘Come to Pharaoh?’
Shouldn’t He have told him to ‘Go?’
Was Moses afraid to go?
I don’t think so
Pharaoh was extremely arrogant, you know
Told folks he created the Nile River, and so
Telling Pharaoh just once, ‘Let My People Go’
Moses would return with nothing to show
G-d knew Moses would have to come back again and again
Maybe five or six times, perhaps even ten
So, when G-d told Moses ‘Come,’
Moses understood it would be quite a long run
Ten Plagues over almost a year ~ before Pharaoh was done
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Exodus 10:1 - 13:16 is the Torah portion read
in synagogues this Saturday (Sabbath) morning.
It includes the last three of the ten plagues, as
well as the Israelites' exodus from Egypt. I see
that the word 'Bo' is translated into English as
'Go' in many Bibles. This is shockingly incorrect.
Any Israeli child knows that 'Bo' means 'Come.'
... Hence, this poem.