Long Ownself Poems

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Contest of Most Beautiful Person

As i heard about the contest
 'The most beautiful person'
  i packed my luggage hurriedly
  and ran in search of that lucky person.

  First of all i recalled my teacher
  leisure time creation of the God
  if eye may judge the winner was she.
  But me and my friends were bitten
  several times ,without beautiful heart
  how can  winner may be she.

  Next i saw a body builder
  well balanced muscles and bones
  But he was soon lost the contest
  because he was made 
  for ownself not for others.

   All Physical beauty killed by time
  so smart personalities lost charm
  to win the most beautiful person
  contest without more harm.

  After that i saw half naked boy
  sharing his alms with stray dog
  unwilling i followed him
  to declare the most beautiful
  but regret he kicked the same dog
  when it followed him in love.

  So the search for most beautiful person
  is still on if anyone meet a person
  who have the beautiful heart
  at universal place and universal time
  Give regard ,the title and salaam
  on behalf of me and mankind.


Deadbeat Dad's

All these years at home, me and my momma alone
Daddy on the run, headed for the sun, he must of been..
Because I obviously wasn't his sunshine

Growing up wishing you were there when I had something to say
But now it's on pause, just like I am to write this
There's no more fightin' it, I hate you daddy
And I love writing it

All the love and hate will come out, I'll be spittin' **** you
And failure out of my mouth. And when I stop talkin'
I'll be in a craze, glaring at him
With my hate my hate and rage gaze

I'll kick up my feet, scuff dirt in his face
Tell him I put weed and lines of cocaine in his place
And enjoy the disgrace upon his face
And tell him that it's his fault for tappin' out in the first place

Left alone in this world of demons
Trying to find my halo in this crazy maze
Raising myself, daddy left
And mommas worrying about her ownself

Life ain't always a perfect song, it skips and studders
Fear, something nothing can cover
My will is what I discovered, feelings uncovered
She starts thinking and wonders

Here dad, I'm gonna use brain
Yeah, I'm a smart ass
Fourteen years later 
And I'm pouring my heart out, at last

Making it my point, I'm taking off my mask
Getting it off my chest, and laying these demons to rest

But **** me and the way I lived
Playing dirty and not letting my emotions show
Couldn't find mine
So I stole someone else's halo

But used it as a frisbee and chased it to hell
Spittin' cards now with cruela di'ville
And I know you're here too, in this fiery hell
I'll find you and the corner in which you dwell
And when I do, *******
You won't be slithering no more
I'll take off you're scales one by one
Make you the one who's coming undone

Scatter your ashes on hells front door
Bye daddy, now I'm the one who's leaving
I'll shut it, make sure I slam it
Throw in a **** you and god damn it

God sure damned us alright
But don't worry, I'll be sleeping tight
Nightmares at night, no more
I found my heart at my core

Survivin', tryin'
Leaving this life behind 
And one last thing to the guy
Calling himself my ****ing dad
I'm better off without you
Bull**** if I'm gonna let you haunt my mind

End of rhyme, I'm the one
Leaving you behind this time.

Bear Believe Till They Get Death

Bear Believe and Wait till They Get Death
Still stop for a more second,
What you gain of rushes and run,
Leave restlessness stand still on land
You can achieve what heart burn.

Perhaps ,peep in the past some hints
May find,fear of losing fairest hide
That reveal from heart, tears let flow with wind,
Don't interrupt ownself let feelings tide.

To high Heaven take a height of flight,
In middle many monsters you may find,
Make prayer till that not become plight,
Stop whispers of surrounding,loud own mind.

Swans don't step back,don't memory left
Bear believe and wait till they get death.
Form: Sonnet

To Be God Is Not Easy 2

Neither need
         Nor  greed
         But for your's entertain and love
         Force me to make myself busy
        To be God is not easy. 

         
        In the woods
        Regular running and chasing
        Either for life or lunch
        But who would die, who would be survive   
       Justify self decision is not easy 
        To be God is not easy.

Differences are yours, not mine
Different prayers are same for Divine
But ridiculously , you have same needs 
Countless wishes I have to bless
To make your life easy
To be God is not easy.

All earthly things which you offer
Heaps of nothings at so called places 
Don't  make fool thyself
Believe Father is present everywhere Ownself
Work to make 
Your life happy and easy
To be God is not easy.

Premium Member Happiness

Happiness is left to be defined by your ownself
As you know yourself better than anyone else
As you're special and unique
Moreover one man's meat may be another man's  poison
But don't ask for too much 
So that you won't always be disappointed 
As the world is to be shared by all
It needs effort and patience to attain happiness
If you're disappointed at this moment
At least someone else isn't disappointed
And so wait for your turn 
It seems to be your own business 
To work for any happiness
Except any blessings from God
It seems to be your own business 
To value any happiness even it's small
As no one can help you to be happy
If you aren't ever ready and be prepared to be happy
Even how small is the happiness gifted to you


There's No One Like Mama

Mama,hush hush me to sleep,lullaby me to dream,take me to bed,kiss my 
forehead,as you cover me with perfumed white linen sheets.mama,i 
burnt my finger,i bruised my knee,but with a brush of your kiss,all 
heals suddenly,mama's love miracle be.mama,tnks for the food,the baked 
cannelloni,taste yummy and good,and on my birthday,some chocolate 
cakes ,my beautiful sweet mama,bakes.mama,there is no one like mama 
all over the world,mama is the most enchanting word.Mama,with your warm 
blue eyes,your face full of smiles,you bless me,as from behind the 
window,watching me go,you wave in goodbyes. mama,a woman so 
faithful, in your believes,you taught me the beauty of God in all things,
in oceans,in skies,in flowers and green velvet leaves.Mama you taught 
me to pray,to live day by day,to share with all others,to love my 
ownself,your little girl born on the first of May.Mama,a dedicated 
mother,a dedicated wife,for better ,for worse,in sickness,in health,
you're strong,you survive.  Mama,there is no one like mama,
your heart full of compassion and love.My mother,my friend,a blessing,
God's greatest give from above,"Mama" ~the yellow rose in my garden. .
                               I love you mama.

Premium Member The Pursuing Self - a Collab

Bestowed with life by One powerful Divine
Gracious with His love scintillating shine

I traverse roads: rose and weeded grounds
Flaming with a soldier's will to expound

From dawn begins my journey til sun sets
So many roads bided, my ownself to sweat

Courage bullets, I fire and fire
Pursuing success my ringing desire

Wait! hold on,don't go fast, echoes
Rush runs may thud a sporadic tempo
 
I have seen caterpillars dying as butterflies
Buds bloom, spreading aroma, by-and-by

The angelic aroma invites prosperity brush
It's rouge shows maturation like royal flush

Bravely. I go forth to reach every dream
Conquering beyond foggy upstream

If my own-self, a rebellion, resisting me
Earthquake moan to call a break-free.

Kaleidoscope faces became my preachers
A halo or a tail experience: my teachers

Tricky battalion of pressures stressing
Yet, camouflage trials bomb to blessings

Rewarding me with laughter and tears
Adding tons of memories to my years

Evolving beautiful to each season stir
Wisdom and love, now, my own myrrh

If I shall die this very day,
I hope my legacy not a dismay...

(C) Olive Eloisa and Malik Yaseen
9:38pm
September 23, 2014
Form: Couplet

Thar: the Deserted Land

All men have born desires 
    garland of the prettiest arm. 
    Want to meet in the loveliest Place 
    Where no hurdle no harm. 

    She was waiting to Mr right 
    Spider webs to trap just right. 
    The sea of sand was all over
    But emotions not mood to over. 

    Mirage born ownself in hot summer 
    Desert to quench herself 
    From the blood of the craziest
    Creatures , mad behind the mates. 

   The thirsty traveller no mood
   To give up so easily. 
   Move forward in the Thar desert 
   With wised steps gradually. 

     She was standing in isolated  land
    The desert at not present water tank.
    To hug her crazy moth which 
    Will add a more number in her hunt.

    Mirage produces in sunny noon
    In sand to catch unknown fellow. 
    My friend was almost mad behind Angel 
    Don't recognise the upcoming fellow. 

     The body and the soul were thirsty 
     Very strong these were both. 
     No one ready to move back
     So he travelled to quench both. 

   Now the real world and the real goal 
   Feet scored miles and miles to go.
   Which goal post he wanted to goal
   Still, didn't have a hole to goal.

   His breath was leaving without any alarm
   My feet were freezing without cold.
   Dearest few steps your can make me alive 
   If you want to save ,without delay hold.
  
    Come on, come on my kind princess 
    Come on my sweetheart 
    I have left the world far behind 
    Come on and hug me , if don't mind. 

     Break hurdle from surroundings 
     Break chains of illusion own self 
     Stretch hands to welcome me
     Come out from the fairy tale thyself. 

    Don't become very shirty 
    I am not behaved as dirty
    Please, quench  body and soul's thirsts
    No one can do this except you buddy. 

   I am dying without water
   Millions yards I covered for you
   Looks insufficient to meet you
   But remaining must cover you.

   But regret she was unmoved 
   And so friend was lying unmoved.
Form: Elegy

Quest

Quest

For years long I espoused the bedlam in my beneath 
I quest the solitary 
The more close I endured; the arouse of ignition was more
This is an unacquainted fervour
I never encountered; neither I will surrender 
I owe it to my breathe, my flesh and my wisdom 
And I had no grip to iniquities and itches 
Like how sand slips from hand

The bedlam denned in myself 
If the warmth of love quest the path
Render my longevous throes and miseries 
If the incessant gaze of lover quest the pearl 
Pierce my heart and reign 
If the bravery of combatant quest the combat
History chisel my fearlessness cruor

Is it the hurricane or the tremor; it is uncharted to me
And the tempest in my core,
It does keep bellowing 
I don't the know the word 
I am not adept in scripting it either 
I must apologize for disturbing and disbalancing my vehemence 
And awakening the equilibrium 
Endowing justice to my robust turmoil 
Whether it is a bedlam or a quest...
Form: Epigram

The Other

The other!!
who is the other?
The other:is anyone
who is different from me,
from my believes.

The other :is the alcaholic
who can't stop drinking,
The other:is the drug addict
who doesn't have more space 
where to inject himself.
The other:is the prisoner in
his cell forever for an act he did,
after his horrible upbringing.


The other:is the homosexual
not accepted by his parents,
cos of his sexual orientation.
The other:is the scyzophrenic 
 who is in an institute locked forever,
instead of cured.

The other:is the neighbour 
in my street who does not
vote for democrats ,like me!
The other is the muslim,
hindu,protestant,
who doesn't share 
my catholic believes.
The other:is another neighbour
with  nice dark skin,
 whilst mine is white 
as a dove.
  
we're different but....

Ilove:the other
Ilove:the other as my ownself-charma
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