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A sweet young bank teller named Doris
Had a crush on her co-worker, Boris.
But one day while at work
The young clerk went berserk
When she caught Boris banging the manager, Morris.
Doris' secret admirer, Dan Danson,
Was swarthy, tall, and roguishly handsome.
But the next day while at work,
This clerk, too, went berserk,
Took an ATM hostage and held it for ransom.
Dan was embarrassed, didn't want to be caught,
And was going to shut himself up in the vault,
But Boris told him to run,
While Morris called 9-1-1,
And Doris flatly declared that it wasn't her fault.
When the S.W.A.T. team arrived on the scene,
They found everything calm and serene.
Boris told the S.W.A.T. captain that Dan
Had taken both Doris and Morris' van
And fled with the cash from the money machine.
Doris' version, when caught, was more exculpatory
And dripping with details more lurid than gory.
She'd plotted with Dan to create this diversion
To rescue her from that den of perversion,
And now Boris, and Morris, and Doris, and Dan
Are suing each other for the rights to the story.
Day by day
Night by night
I find myself loving you more and more
Every song I sing,
and the emotions it builds
Is a reminder of my love so real
Your beauty and grace
Surpasses what my eyes have ever seen
or my ears ever heard
Your smile melts my heart;
It's like a flame against the cold.
My heart skips a beat
when I think of your face so bold
I've come to learn so much about you
Every moment is precious and memorable
Though you are my beloved friend and confidante;
you will always be in my heart,
and I will always be your secret admirer
Your aura is so chill,
like a soothing balm for my soul
I could spend hours looking into your eyes,
feeling the calmness that radiates within you
I have a secret… I like you to the moon and back
Yes, it's true! I can't keep quiet any longer.
You are not only my crush, but my best friend
I can tell you everything
but why can't I tell you that I found you?
I don't know exactly what draws me to you
But it feels like though as peace in all its majesty
It is hard for me to express myself
I want to tell you how much you mean to me,
but words don't always come easily
I don't want to lose your friendship,
but I can't continue to pretend that's all I feel for you.
In all honesty
I believe Love is actually blind
That she lost her road
And headed straight
Into the mess, she lays in today
I hope we all find her, bathe her and clothe her
Cos she's really a mess right now...
Love used to be the gatekeeper
Between the legs of young girls
Keeping the invaders out in the wild
But these days,
She's more like the green lamp on the traffic lights
Beaconing every car to drive that route
Deep into 'The Virgin Close'
Love used to be the backbone of every man
The strength and blood that pushes men to fight
Work and be the better person
But these days
She's become the gravity pulling every man down
She's the pickaxe used by gold-diggers
Digging the wealth out of our young men
Leaving them broke—like some shattered glass
Love was so innocent back in the day
All she knew was just letters
Written by some secret admirer
And believe me
The shadiest part of the letter is
You've got beautiful brown eyes
That's a classical one
But these days
Love does Sexting
She's all about the unspeakable...
Love is so rusty
She needs some work done on her
She needs rehabilitation
From her figure to her concept
Especially her use in this context
She is meant to be the binder
Between us all
But sadly, Love is blind
We've gotta spit on the ground
Make mud and rub in her eyes
As we proclaim the phrase (Jn. 9:6)...
Here's Mud in Your Eye
And all will come to know that
Love is not blind
Love is not proud
Love is not self-seeking
Love keeps no record of wrong
Rather, Love is kind
Love is patient
Love is true
Love protects
Love perseveres
Love is beautiful
Just like the Sea...
Inspired by Martha Machief
Critiqued by Ess—Jay
Forever lost deep in a lonely heart,
stands a forgotten palace hidden from sight.
Where lived a simple scribe who practiced his art
and languished in the flames of candle light.
While a fair princess peacefully slept,
upon her pillow by a warm crackling fire.
She was surrounded by the lovely roses she kept,
pressed between the written words of a secret admirer.
She would often sit in the evening air,
overlooking the garden from above.
Into the eyes of the moon she would stare,
dreaming of the face of an unknown love.
The young scribe dared not reveal himself,
being a plain looking man with meager means.
Having to leave his heart upon a shelf,
only to hold her in his arms in a dream.
Then one bitter night a cold wind blew
and took the fair princess away.
When her letters were found they all sadly knew,
the young maiden died with a broken heart that day.
The young scribe never wrote another word,
he tended her garden the rest of his days.
His face never seen, his voice never heard,
a life lived in a dream never to stray.
Time has moved on, but the moon still remains.
Looking from his lofty throne he will never forget.
This crumbling castle with its garden of pain,
neglected and choked by the weeds of regret.
8/26/19
Soon as I'm notified Soup Mail has arrived
My pulse rate increases ten fold
The anticipation is more than this guy can bear
No matter how macho, how old
Something about wondering who it might be
An anonymous admiring lady
Or maybe it's just Drake sending me kudos
Maybe someone a bit more shady
A secret admirer with her love overflowing
Waiting to grant all my wishes
Dream on wee fellow, it's your conscience talking
Act normal, here comes the missus
Hello, little darling, is there anything new
Was just figuring out our taxes
It's just about that time of the year, sweet lady
D'ya think tax ladies have nice asses?
Blew it again, me and my big mouth
She won't ever let me out alone
It's a life in solitary confinement from now on
I should learn to control my groans
© Jack Ellison 2104
Daffodils sway,I sit on a park bench,
a puppy poops on tree,it left a stench.
I observe, paint in the form of a Sonnet,
it’ll be lovely, wore my lucky bonnet.
Children are playing on a big red slide,
while some kids decided to run and hide.
Now my portrait of words and rhymes is done,
I felt like a young child, had so much fun.
Must go home real fast, the sky looks gray,
rain falls from the sky, still had a great day.
When I arrive home I am soaked and wet,
greeted by,not secret, admirer Jet.
I changed my clothes, got my pink umbrella,
opened my door, ran pass one strange fella.
Alexis Y.
10/18/2020
In the last place I saw coming
From failure came victory
I am glad I saw the light in my darkest moment
I found smiles with you Princess
Your priceless beauty destroys me
My lonely moments is hijacked
A takeover by precious flashbacks of you
I am your lover yet your secret admirer
I Wana keep a "Yes" from you my daily delight
For you, I could write rhymes and hymns
Dream lullabies and live fairytale
My coat of many colours
My heart races and raises as thoughts of you swims
Butterflies soar high in my heart
My belly steams in sweetness
It's a choice to love you with no regrets.
If I wrote you a card filled with love
Sent you a rose as bright as Rudolph nose
Brought you a ring to propose
Would you believe I loved you.
If I took you to a fancy restaurant
Brought you the finest dinner
Walked with you along the shore
Took a carriage to your door
Would you believe I loved.
If I brought you home to my mother
Introduced you as my partner
Sat with you under the stars
Professing my Love
Would you believe I loved you.
If I wrote you anonymous love letter
Signed it from a secret admirer
Sent you a dozen balloons
With a bottle of champagne
Would you believe I loved you.
Then my sweet Valentine
Tell me Why is it that today of all days
Is the only day you believe, 'I love you'.
Who has stolen my heart, a love that cannot be extinguished. My heart is desperate
to love him and yet he does not love me, Why? He was the one who ran after me,
and I fell for him, and now that he no longer wants me: The world should end. How
do I go on knowing he does not belong to me, but my heart belongs to him, which
he does not want. I no longer see spectrum of wonderful and vibrant colors of life,
but only black and white. Life seems meaningless everything should be become
lifeless. I feel lost in the midst of my confused emotion - I am lost in the sea of
unbridled love for a man I do not know, and I also do not know how to be loved by
one. How I yearn to be hugged and kissed with so much passion that would make
me lost in his strong arms forever. When is he going to melt my heart with his, or am
I hoping for the impossible to be love by him.
How my heart belongs to him... where are you my secret admirer. God made me
loved him so he should love me back, please because my heart will stop beating
because I lost his love. Please save me Jehovah God because I am sinking in the
sea of despair by him not showing me love, so God where is my life's buoy or better
yet my 'secret admirer.
Within the shadow of her light,
it's hard to watch an angel cry.
Yet how can I not feel her hurt;
when for her, I'd willingly die?
Silhouetted against the moon,
her beauty makes it hard to cope.
And invisible to her heart,
I haunt the far fringes of hope.
Blinded by her aura's splendor,
I find I cannot look away.
She makes the brightest sunrise seem,
so ordinary and blasé.
Drowning within every tear spilt,
my heart sinks when she's feeling bad.
And though she doesn't know I care,
I cringe inside when she is sad.
But I'm her secret admirer,
for she's married to my best friend.
And we once took a solemn oath;
that we'd be brothers to the end.
(Quatrain)
8/29/2015