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Knit by the Greatest Unknown,
You please the eye and captivate the soul,
How you're shaped,
How you're divinely coded with colour,
How you are carefully chiseled into form,
How you are bountifully toned at essence,
My aesthetic senses are galloping for your fervour and fragrance,
Your humane is just breathtaking,
You're one-of-a-kind,
Your show up makes galaxies go silent and ponder,
A display of you by your Maker leaves hearts contemplating on the mystery that you're,
The woman that you are.
The gravity of your beauty is irresistible, Your elegance is stunning and voluptuous,
You're an alluring petite, Every particle that makes you is gorgeous and charming,
At every inch of your breadth is far thrilling fashion than art and design,
But who can fathom...
The woman that you are?
Great things supersede the world of expressions,
Great things like you.
Your intelligent mind even the great gather to celebrate;
How enlightened you're,
How ethical and credible you remain,
Who can comprehend to the core your astute and resoluteness?
Even the earth is still in awe of...
The woman that you are
The world looks at you in wrong lenses;
When they see you they see frail,
They see shyness,
They see fearfulness,
They see curiosity,
Your calmness they misrepresent,
Your temperance they Misunderstand,
Your compliance they exploit with their err
They know not...
The woman that you are
Full of strength and bravery you lead and submit,
Full of compassion and humility you live and grow,
Full of devotion and motivation you build and glow,
Full of grace and harmony you reign,
Being around you is like breathing in the cool of the after rain,
Loving every bit of...
The woman that you are
You're independent yet nurturing the world in diversity,
You're remarkable, unmatched, and exceptional,
Many things are ignorable and avoidable but where you walk you leave memories unforgettable,
You're a memorial in every life you walk,
Even heaven awaits to host you through eternity,
Your living and being glorifies your maker,
He is pleased by...
The woman that you're are
Form:
Man the way people boast, can't miss it, it's on TV radio, plus they post coast to
coast. We love poking out our chests, boasting I'm the best, to hell with the rest. Laughing like it's a big joke when we rag on folk, a very heavy yoke.
I remember life being more clear when people would lend an ear or this I would hear. May I be of assistance, what do you need, what's been allowed to supersede? That monster greed. Now we all have an emptiness that need to be filled, we try pills, thrills and even ill will, going down hill.
Then get pissed when in life we remiss, some fall into the abyss, trying to reach that state of bliss. All they can foresee is misery, even with a college degree, misery, do love company.
So we make up contests trying to reach some sort of success, nonetheless, we digress trying to find who's the best. Although we do have our super powers, we're taught never to cower, you're a beautiful flower but things do go sour, living in Ivory Towers.
Now if you want to boast about who's foremost, check out this bloke who wasn't blowing smoke whenever He spoke, the man was no joke. The man was shrewd, He fed the multitude, never rude nor would He delude, minds and bodies, He renewed.
A healer of the sick, a peacenik without the politics. Never a squatter He's called the Potter, The man even walked on water. He's the real deal in witch you can always appeal, if there are storms in your life He can make "em kneel, Peace Be Still.
And hears the kicker more potent than liquor and quicker than any city slicker. You see it had been aforesaid so He knew what was ahead and He could have fled, instead, He was nailed to the cross where bled, then was raised from the dead.
For all those who think they're hard, check out The King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Where you shall stand in total awe with the rest, every knee shall bow, every tongue shall confess. Now Who's The Best?
So if you want to boast about who's utmost, then we can all give a toast from coast to coast to The Lord Of Hosts and receive. The Holy Ghost.
Murder of the Bethlehem Children
Matthew 2:16-18
When you consider the wealth of love,
Language, fashion and script of cree,
We have in today’s society - stealth dove,
Then you see past societies as plea.
Savage, murderous and passionate,
The governments did not create freespace,
But rather killed kids, women and primate,
Without knowing the boundaries, trace.
“16 When Herod knew the magi had fooled him,
He grew very angry. He sent soldiers to kill,
All the male children in Bethlehem [the dictum]
And in the surrounding territory, [he did till] -
Who were two years old and younger [ok],
According to the time that he had learned,
From the magi. 17 this fulfilled the word [clay],
Spoken through the [prophet] Jeremiah [earned].
...A voice was heard in Raman, weeping [loud],
And much grieving. Rachel weeping for [denounce],
Her children, and she did not want to be [vowed],
Comforted, because they were no more” [announce].
That was Matthew 2:16-18, and the reference,
To Raman was that this name meant ‘advice’,
‘Decision’ and ‘protector’ in Greek, deference,
To top people, the leaders who heard twice.
Rachel is a reference in this New Testament,
To Jacob in the Old Testament, Genesis,
Who chose to partner this beauty ardent,
Not Leah, in line and traditionally epigenesis.
When traditional structures persist, filtered,
Do you supersede and claim, or run away?
Jacob did marry Rachel, but was altered,
Such that their children did toil and fray.
Their affidavit was not heard possibly,
Until Matthew fought the case for rulers,
To be chosen, not birthed, their ability,
‘Cos Leah the older sister was droolers.
Thus, because Jesus was born a gem,
To a line of Jewish worshippers, Torah,
Not to governors, Herod the taxer, hem,
Wanted Jesus dead, a criminal pakora.
There was no reason for this cull, cerberus,
To kill all these babies, kids the citizens,
Absolutely. Morally, no death admonitus,
Is legal. Life is right, and judged ions.
Common English Bible used.
The Two Queens
In a far off distant land, lost within a realm, some unknown
Where time skews, a mystical world, none have ever known
Reside two thrones, of such beauty and a black tainted heart
Sisters growing together but some painful lost love torn apart
The White Queen
There was a Queen of angelic beauty, brilliance and light
With a heart filled with compassion and a love oh so bright
Her love for her people and her throne beyond all compare
And her gift for sharing all the wealth left no one in despair
The beauty of the land was as far as the eye could see
All crops aplenty, for all to reap, no hunger, all are free
All of the land, for all of her people to live on and share
Where peace and harmony reigns, answers to all prayer
The Black Queen
There was a Queen of blackness, darkness and despair
Where her deepest hatred and sorrow poisoned the air
Her bitterness for everything consumed her very soul
Creating such a blight which enveloped everyone whole
The land was barren, bleak, rancid soil gave no cultivation
Her throne, her people, just pawns, merely complications
Her throne was of evil and gloom, her dominion was fear
Casting a shadow of despondency throughout the year
The White Queen would wonder “How could I help those in need”
“If I could only reach out to my lost sister, let my love supersede “
“Let the past be a distant memory of days so long ago”
“To hold her once again as we did, such as children grow”
The Black Queen exclaims “ What a fool my lost sister is she”
“Her beliefs in her people will be her downfall, so it must be”
“I can never forgive the past, nor shall I entertain such thought“
“Never shall I speak her name, or the misery that she brought”
Two sisters lost in a sea of woe and despair
Both unable to find the forgiveness to repair
One hoping that one day things may change
One lost in hateful sorrow, never to exchange
I don't believe this.....but off I let you go love bird
I treated you badly, furiously and aggitated I was
I a letting you go....enjoy sweet freedom love bird
Go out and feel happy again with your beloved.I never was one
I know how sweet this was at the start, but time
and time again.....you shed those tears of fear
aggreviated freights and pain.No advice was good
Enough to abandon your beloved.Though.......
He always was your worst nightmare.
I have to acclaim that........I have it all that I. deserve
A story of fairy........no one would have thought...
Like Cinderella, a fairytale. You did share feelings with
the beast. Always found pleasure in hurting you
than loving you.Something more of cowardiceness
than heroics
Even if you want out. I'll grunt you an anonement with
Alimony. I wish you lot's of happiness, for those...
moments of sadness, madness to consolidate.
You were that counsellor.....anxiety and fidgeting
no peace with the devil incanate.
It is furthermore obvious that I will never....
Have an enduring punching bag that I had like you.
It feels so cold.........am weak and I deserve it.
Sure......love does hurt love.am out with you...shortly
I've fallen out with you. Fate is un decided true
I only wish you more greater love than evil and
Pain.
The allegiantbone has left. It now feels like ghost town
everyone has left, that path set for greatness.....
distorted, dragged to the soil, with sheer, paleness
illness, strife, suffering. I believe you deserve better
I will survive.......though solitude is my better half.
I love you but I got to let you go.....this actions.....
Supersede the louder end talk. We promised
till death do us part, but no.......it's better of being
alive and whole than existing with holes and scars.
Love you but..... He deserves you, he treats you better
This perilous tug of war must cease
My hands are burnt and weary
From grasping a rope
That must be relinquished
I have attempted to supersede
An immovable mountain
My back has begun to ache
This realization is eminent
No longer can I attempt to change
Truly what is out of range
For I have clung desperately
To an illusion, for which
There is no chance of being a reality
You are Molded into a wax
Initiated by personal fears
From which you will not depart
I extended my deepest aspirations out to you
Upon a fine silver platter
Only to receive an untouched plate
Your eyes are closed
To a narrow mind which is
Unable to contain a bothered spirit
Overly consumned with self-loathing
However,
There was a brief moment
I witnessed the door slightly ajar
So did you
Abrupty, it slamned violently shut
(pause)
So much time has elapsed
Too many heartbreaking efforts
Nonetheless, I do not accept defeat
Instead, an invaluable lesson is earned
I can not change someone else
Only myself for the better
Now,
A butterfly is suddenly born
As a breath of freash air soars within
Charred hands will now start to heal
As the pain starts to peel
If a mountain will not move
Then stop attempting what was all ready inevitable
Remember you are the most important individual
By realizing what can be changed
Their feet remain grounded in the cement
While mine, stand at the start of a new journey
With this new train of thought,
I can all ready see the grey clouds have been lifted
And the weight form my heart and mind as well
What once kept my blinded
Has become crystal clear
You can't change someone else
Only yourself, so move onward..........................................................
Scene beneath is utterly true
Veracious (ridiculous) account
Told by me from baby eye view,
- Utterances she was without
Eighth day in the cold bright realm, hungry again
Feeds feature foremost!
Bundled snug in my Grandma's rhythmic arms,
grizzling kept at bay
Lovely Mummy eagerly took chance to shower
Unconcerned by her absence
Have fresh bottle of expressed breast milk
" Hungry, darling Possum?"
Grandma coos, getting comfy on the lounge
Gaze eyed, flared nostril enticed, elastic lips pursed
I'm ravenous! Now!
Lain awkwardly on Gran's lap, while she softly curses
" ..... Get this lid off, if, how ... "
Sprawled hands clasp my face - what's causing delay?
- I'll chat when I'm twice the size!
Tedious minutes of empty tummy lid wrestling pass us
Hollers supersede grunts
Jiggling knees threaten to chasm as she concentrates
Splashed suddenly, a solitary drop of nourishment
dissolves in my wailing throat
Blinked away white curtain showcases Gran's stun
Milk quickly cools on my back
Hesitant yelled confessions to shampoo lather Mama
cause more curses, taps off
Towel wrapped, she dresses red faced me in dry clothes
Grumbles over Gran's innacuracy
Guaged bottle lid's removal happens best when tipped up!
- You don't need to teats me how to drink!!
Word Count is 200
26th July 2020
Written for Contest: 'Craziest Time'
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Hey my dear friend, please
don't give up, don't give in
Everything will be fine,
Are you afraid of calamity ?
Recognise, analyse and realise
the actuality, grab the vitality
to stand vigorously with calamity.
Hey my dear friend
please don't leave, don't quit
There are countless tricks
Your problems can be fixed,
If you are stuck in between
hope and despair
Have an attitude of gratitude
Your small achievement also
have thousand blessings
Be passionate to confidence
Be consistent to diligence
Use every single therapy
Remember, this is the remedy
to dispose your despair
obtain your hope and aspire.
Hello my dear friend
If you want to live your life
to the fullest
Don't stay clueless
Give your endless endeavours
to dominate the devils inside you
Yes, devil inside you and devil
inside evryone..................?
"Our mental troubles
Our selfishness and greeds
Our DNA and Gene incline our
mind to judge other's actions
Judge our own actions"
You need to feel victorious
over them.
Don't sit hour after hour
"You can do it"
Everyone has specific power,
If your enemy brings tribulation
repel it by a friendly resolution,
Problems can be quite different
But everyone is fighting for solution
So you are the warrior
Pretty sure , you never lost
Either you win or you learn.
Who says you are worthless ?
You are a mother, father, brother
sister, friend and a lover,
Be like a aromatic flower
Whenever you feel you need
lots of love and affection
Spread scents and attraction
Hello my dear friend
If you want to be happy
Depart the fantasy
Fantasy induce illogicality
Accept the reality
And just supersede the negativity
with positivity.
awakes, striding seamlessly towards the
trajectory of daybreak. Abed, passionately
attended by orectic thoughts; of whom
early on was created from man’s thoracic cage.
~Envisages;~
Without the least trace of compunction; exfoliating the
Saccharine damped canal with the tongue. Combined oils
and aroma lingers on the lips. Though the stiffened, unbridled,
solid thick muscle would supersede the tongue as the
warm tightened canal adjusts to its width inextricably.
~Pausing~
Waterfalls pouring profusely
Eyes trudge backwards
to that of yesterday
Fingers ascendant
to the nearest limb.
Digits of the foot holding forth
discourse with the sun.
~Orgasms~
Simultaneously
In due course.
Garnished bed linens
Accompanied by
Whitish fluid
~P-H-A-N-T-A-S-M-A-G-O-R-I-A~
"1st Pace Winner"
Contest Name: Best Descriptive Poem
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
Wear your gown of golden glow
I’m shallow without your halo
Penetrate my limber' with your warm rays
Unfold into my everlasting Arms
Leave nothing to the red carpet at your feet,
But the footprint of your shimmering heat
Shine like the spotlight you project into the dying limelight
Please pose for my eye lens,
To freeze-frame our tomorrow
Yes, Cupid shot me your golden arrow
Dead in the bull’s eye of my marrow
I’m hollow without your tiara
Golden angel of love, Goddess of my realm
Ruler of my heart
I'm the moon to your fertile planet
Pour your smouldering love into my receptacles
Entre the theatre of my dreams
Starring you, and only you
For m,. and only for me
To an audience of two
My favourite time of the day, all day,
Is orbiting in your eye sockets
Captivating like a shooting star while stargazing on a clear dark night
And close ever so slightly, as our lips make contact
You were showered by fireworks of nuclear reactions at birth
Life and death, your welcome gifts into this earth
Because you are forever, you supersede either
A sequel to my solo, a thrilling trilogy even
A winning personality, my Miss Congeniality
Nominated to my heart’s devotion
I’m the bubbles in your champagne
I’ve waited patiently for the extension of your ring finger
Just to be the first at your door
To this romantic performance
To bathe in your golden effervescence
To quench my thirst forever from your fountain of love
You have a heart of molten lava like Midas’ inner core
Transforming my life every time we touch with your golden flow
It has still not sunk in that I hold you in my arms
God knows I don't deserve you,
God knows I love you