Long Outlook Poems
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Loser changes name match
The Concernment of People
Cellar Toss verses Mil Mascot
Came about due to the high
Venue prices. Said Peom.
A outlook of fans and media
a Concernment of greed and
Se to dishness, spoke many
Concerned.
Wisdom of Savants and Meres
(Peoples Priorities) Nicknames
that causes concerns. He Lavish
could target critsium from those
who feel to he backlash from there
entertainment interest. The loser shall
wear the name"Big Meanie" due to contractual
Concerns . A ticket buying public pushes the
envelope, a ticket buying public
Wises to raise there glass in honor
not in fear. Real. World issues, concerns
real people not corporate hypocrates
A champion talks championships
A champion doesn't stumble over situations
Unskilled and troubled.
The outcome is defeat not parish!
The child Abuse survivors
Wished that they could have their childhood lives again
But their childhood lives are over
And they were abused by their mothers and fathers
But if I could turn back the clock I would
And I would give their childhood lives back once again but I would never be Able to look at their mothers and fathers eyes again
It is so ashame that their mothers and fathers
Had sexually abused them
But I ask myself who can the Child Abuse survivors trust today and always
Also I believe that they know that life is full of roadblocks and pain
Let me do a favor for the child abuse survivor of Canada by working Together with them to help them relieve their pain of child abuse
Also I will remove the roadblocks from their lives
So that they can live a normal life again by playing their cards safely in their Lives
Because every card represents something new in their lives
Child abuse survivors don't be afraid to dream because dreaming is like Breathing and you need to breathe in order to survive
Child abuse survivors meditate everyday because by meditating you will get Your energy back
Also child abuse survivor have a positive outlook on life and leave the negative Thoughts behind or discard the negative thoughts in the Threshold
God I ask you to protect the child abuse everyday and guide them wherever they are
And I say to that long Live the child Abuse survivor
If you want to make your life difficult and hard,
just pay for all your buys with a credit card.
If you use Visa, Master Card, Discover, and American Express,
you will soon be burdened with debt and distress.
Those companies are going to demand their payment
once you receive their monthly statement.
There will be high interest rates you will have to pay.
They grow and accumulate with each passing day.
Making minimum payments can take many years.
Bankruptcy and collections will be among your fears.
Yes, many big hardships are what you may encumber
if you use that mean plastic with a many-digit number.
So think before you buy with that deadly plastic.
Your economic outlook will not be so drastic.
Ply the moment fair, ply the passage free;
Adjust sure fancy, align bright outlook;
Rapture tends affair, razor sharp decree;
Attract thoughts funny, attend beyond books;
Declare bold feelings, design style profound;
Image clear pictures, incite pure passion;
Sense love revealing, see happy go round;
Embrace nice fixtures, explore kind action.
Effort now feeds cause, emote with clear will;
Ascend the path here, allow a grand way;
Thrill the inspired course, tend the touch that fills;
Expand on good cheer, expect healthy days;
Reach beyond borders, rise to wealthy signs;
Yield to rich orders, yield to peace of mind.
Leon Enriquez
05 December 2014
Singapore
Beethoven to roll over,
dee composing
(sans my zany brainy adherence
to "FAKE" information I eschew)
and essentially single handedly grew
the contemporary paradigm few
off fish shill educated
people didst swallow
hook, line and sinker, but perhaps
an enlightened gentile and/or Jew
found credulity linkedin with the then
far reaching somewhat sunnily
revolutionary antithetical concepts only
gull lib bull and/or cuckoo,
despite the logically
substantiated veritable true
lee near custom fit, hunky
dory, integrated metaphorical
interlocking puzzling pieces
rightly anchoring vast vista
(realm of known knowledge,
viz apple pi order)
shipshape motley crue foo
fighting banded divers lee distinct
whirled wide webbing
did not experience
smooth semantic sailing,
and rather recently
(historically "speaking") Renaissance
exuded approbation, and found substantial
adherents among cognoscenti,
who took to heart as gospel truth,
the expansive database
apropos christened Aristotéles translated
to mean Superior; best of thinkers,
whose missives dissected, inspected,
and probed for ethical, philosophical,
and rhetorical handy
dandy blues clue
meriting nascent outlook, sans salient
rubric quintessential pointing cue,
analogous to eternal spirit hovering,
guiding, and favoring new
acolyte, or stalwart
diehard Aristotelian hew
wing painstakingly, thru
prodigious tomes binding
ancient (classical Greece) via
Aristotelianism super glue
rebranded within modern roam'n Times
Font 12 visa vis,
when re: discovered
anew by Martin Heidegger
Ayn Rand, and Alasdair MacIntyre.
Can't stop the tears
From falling down my face
Feeling stressed out
Feeling depressed
Feeling all alone
Feeling like the worlds against me
Can't stop the tears
From falling down my face
All I want to do
Is crawl under blankets and hide
Wanting to disappear
And vanish into thin air
Can't stop the tears
From falling down my face
My spirits are low
It's hard to stay positive
It's hard to put on a brave outlook
It's hard to be optimistic and smile
And pretend that everything is okay
Can't stop the tears
From falling down my face
I am told to have faith and hope
But I ain't got no faith and hope
I am told to pray to God by OTHERS,
Who think they have all the answers
But I ain't got no time to pray to God
Or listen to OTHERS talk about rubbish
Can't stop the tears
From falling down my face
On the sleepless nights,
My mind wanders and feels restless whole night,
The bugs are irritating me,
They are not in my bed, but are hidden in my source code.
The project deadlines keep me working all the time,
The 24/7 work schedule never lets me see the sunshine,
My fingers are getting numb, my wrist is in pain,
But I don’t care, I am stuck here with some bug on line number ten.
My beloved asks me when you will be free,
Do you love me or love your programming Ms?
I tell her it would just take minutes, get ready for the evening fun,
Frustrated when I hang my hat, I find the night is almost done.
To fix the bug, I scratch my head too much,
At one time I had Elvis hair do, now I have lady gaga look,
Oh my God, I was happy momentarily that I found all my bugs,
Till I found my software needed a new and improved outlook.
With each day being the same and the outlook looking bleak
She felt such self-blame that about it she could barely speak
For it was always there, playing over and over again in her mind
By feeling so bare, it was just simple peace she could not find
She tried many different things but each of them would fail
And the heartbreak that that brings with a psyche so frail
She was seeing no way out, no way to possibly change
When in the deepest of her dout she felt something strange
A sudden calmness came over her body a simple peace in her mind
Like some one had set her free breaking all those chains that bind
And as she continued looking at the Cross tears coming to her eyes
Completely at a loss in seeing the one thing she didn't realize
By looking in all the wrong places she hit all those dead ends
Which by His Mercies and Graces, Jesus had already made amends
In realizing came this relief as that whole burden just lifted away
Giving Jesus all het grief gave peace a chance to have a say
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.
Not as the world gives do I give to you.
Let not your hearts be troubled,
neither let them be afraid.”
John 14:27
Grace now abides to show the play,
Outlook shapes path as you can see;
Dance as you ride life's journey way.
Now know your stuff and let things be,
Embrace each day the big and small;
Voice from your heart just how you feel,
Etch then fond say through sweet and gall;
Right from the start walk with goodwill.
Bloom where you room with lovely zest,
Live in the light of joy and peace;
Intent firms bloom in witty jest,
Note precious sights in fragrant ease;
Keep faith in mind as heart lives hope,
Style acts most kind as love sculpts scope.
Leon Enriquez
01 September 2016
Singapore
In light of my own imagination
I am drawn to the natural existence
that beauty possesses within my very mind
Creating a view of the desire to be one
To have freedom
To have the choice between what is right and wrong
To live in a life where I have a positive outlook among myself
Where the world does not revolve around material possessions
I am me
I am able to go on in life and know that I made a choice
The choice to live the best I can for the reality of the woman I am
The one that has the desire to create, to dream, to imagine
The times of past flow away and I settle in the moments
of the realization that life is too short
I shall cherish what I have in the moment
And the future will look brighter ahead amongst the horizon
in which I see through clear eyes of intellectual realization.