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Beauty Found Within
What are you talking about that I am nobody.
I traveled deep and far
I came back with the ability
to see all the beauty within
Do not tell me I am ugly because I sin
I found myself while living in the life I deny
trapped in a pit, never did i think I would win
Give me a chance to explain myself
I destroyed all the beauty i once knew
Pushed it deep behind a wall rejecting reality
Living as a lost soul feeding myself on the weak
Roaming all alone
Spiting on this world, torching my own will to love
God I put you to a side
That is still a book I am working on
The knowledge i once new, i through it all away
Living like a fool
to the worlds destructive ways
Trying to balance out my life
I closed the doors to receive the perception of every way
taking a deep look I fell to my knees
opening the door to help the ones in need
God it makes me so mad to know
we always put the worlds blame on you
The death of the world is just another beauty
to the life we will have on the other side
The evil we have with in, is just a wake up call
To receive the things we choose not see
blinded by the truth that does not add up at all
Inner beauty buried by my own rage
I felt so trapped, somewhere inside
Crying to let her out
I suffocate her with my tongue
Chanting for me to open my mouth
Now I take an oath to never betray her again.
nor lock her in the abyss inside of me
My beauty now overpowers the bite off the apple.
In which was taken from us in the beginning of all time
A small simple reminder,
That will sooner or later surface the outside
never in my wildest dreams did i imagined
my beauty would exposed for all to see
Now that i am strong i will stand up for myself
With God given gift I will also stand up for others
With my beauty that has bloomed like a rose
I will take that beauty and share for all to see
I will walk where my senses are needed
you will follow just to get to know me.
With the reminder so simple as can be
To look, to feel, to perform, is a wake call upon self-image
I found my beauty which is far more dangerous than vanity
the VALUES of life are the beauty given to me : )
by: P.D.
The President is facing a dilemma:
should he try to remove a pickle from his left ear?
He phoned the caveman for advice,
the phone is answered by his hairy wife,
upon hearing of the Presidents pickle situation
she replied tartly,
“You should eat only broccoli and kale,
and avoid the fatty parts of the whale.”
The president is clearly shaken.
He bestows upon the hairy, caveman’s wife
an ambassadorship to the North Pole.
The caveman’s wife merely grunts, then:
“And take that pickle out of your stupid ear!”
“Neanderthals,” he mutters reaching for the ketchup;
“can’t live with them; can’t live without them.
When you hear it dirty and rude, Those are never my words
I was trained and brought up under a roof that gives women respect and I treat them with honour.
I was trained by a queen
And i act like a prince
I hold every of my parents words with honour and virtue
Cos they aren't what everybody has the privilege tu have.
I was born usual, but trained unusual.
Take that to bed in case ur eyes are still open
Read again and again
It is the best you have ever heard from me
God bless the goddess that conceived me
God bless the god whose hands shaped and sharpened me.
Dedicated you my parents, Mr and Mrs Oloye. God bless you
(FM CONCEPTUAL)
Something has you really dazed
You seem lost and kind of phased
Confused, hurt and really blue
Tell me what happened to you
What made you feel like this
Taking away all your bliss
Leaving you in a weird place
There's a look upon your face
That is new--your eyes are blank
It's like somebody took a crank
Winding you up--letting go
Watching your emotions flow
From a wound up shattered heart
That has been bruised by a shot
Of despair and heartache
Leaving you to bend and break
By a person that can hold
The master key--turning you cold
From the frigidness of steel
Stuck in your back as you feel
A twirl of emptiness and loss
Take that key out--try to toss
The memories in your mind
Hallucinations will not wind
You up if you find
It is just all from a time
Of a bad and upset past
Shake it out it will not last
Reality will soon shine through
Happiness heading back to you
Hello love
I saw you there
As I was walking through
And I really must say
You are the form of true beauty
As I whisper my prayers to God
I whispered for someone like you
I see Him there in your eyes
If you take that chance on me
I would fall to my knees for you
We could truly become something
As the angels whisper in God's ear
I can see my future in your eyes
We could be the start of something
To last us a lifetime or two
No doubt there are many who
Want to get next to you
I'm also sure you can pick
And choose whomever you want
You are classic beauty personified
Angels were singing as God molded you
God colored outside the lines this time
Some would say you are the spark
That lights up the fires within
For God must have sent you to bring
The light with you for all the world to see
I hear the angels sing as I look into your eyes
I could hold you in my heart for a lifetime or two
You are a dream coming into my life just for me
A tall glass of water on a parched throat you are
Can you tell me do you feel as I do ~ can you love me too!
After the closing arguments I'm still hearing arguments
everybody got an opinion on my legal decision, but if you wasn't
in my shoes what gives you the right to tell me what I should do,
it's true I didn't really love her as Christ loved the church so I
guess I bent the rules and I guess that's a sin and I'll take that,
but there's stuff that she did that you can't take back, and I forgave
that but I'll never forget, it's crazy how all these chicks is now
coming to her defense and I won't name names, but how can
you defend her actions she did her dirt I left she's now an ex
wife Yeah that's past tensed, plus she's a deadbeat three years
and counting and this the one y'all defending, bring in the
accounting any other country she would've got a death sentence,
but let make me this clear I ain't taking shots at her, I just know
she torched her bridges and I reached my tether, we are not the same
no matter how many times she told me she changed who looks
back anyway when you moving forward in your lane, so
nevermind the pain I'm over it question is can y'all get over this
is their a hurdle or something, enough is enough what I produce
is production, I was pursuing love she wanted that sexual
eruption, so everyone that's jumping on her band wagon I'm
sure y'all think she deserves it, but I'm done point blank period
and this here is the verdict.
My dearest Mrs., Ms., Mystic, or Miss,
this morning Venus had a special "ask".
She said to make you fall in loving bliss,
for Cupid's ill and not up to the task.
I'm nervous as I'm kind of new at this.
My first question, should I wear a mask?
I guess I am off to a rocky start.
Oh my, how ever will I win your heart?
Poetic angel from our earthly sphere,
I come with a toolkit to enchant you.
I will whisper sweet nothings in your ear.
Three amorous wishes I will grant you.
I'll hold you when you find yourself in fear.
We will dance barefoot under skies of blue.
In my bag, you'll find a twenty-carat ring.
I'll give you that or any other thing.
Hmm, let me see, what do I know of love?
We can walk in the ocean's crashing tide,
hear the gentle coo of a turtle dove,
fly above the clouds on a rainbow slide,
carefree as we view the world from above,
while I serenade you as we take that ride.
I think by now we should be holding hands
if I'm to meet the god of love's demands.
Shall we dine out tonight by candlelight
or gaily pick wildflowers in a field?
Allow imagination to take flight,
so that you will finally softly yield,
and passionately fall in love despite
I'm Cupid's stand-in with no dart to wield.
I've failed to fulfill Venus's orders.
Oh, please don't report me to headquarters.
I think I'm in need of new bod
This one I've worn slap down to the bone
Its thoughts and its deeds no longer suit me
Now that I've gotten this old
I think that it's served out its purpose
Slowing down as it's nearing the end
Not losing all hope yet letting most of it go
As this body's no longer my friend
It'd take too much time to iron out the wrinkles
Best if they were all just replaced
With new and improved fancy free and foot lose
Feel free to start with the face
From there we could go any direction
Once down the front or twice round the back
Putting this body out of its misery
You can take that and chew on the fat
If there's someone out there who could help me
Blink twice or just give me a nod
Not looking here for man of the year
Just in need of a bit better bod
Maria hums to the tune of “Taps” as she scoops out the betta
One red, one blue, Wiggles got ick, now it’s just Padma blue
Doorbell rings, ding dong, Maria rushes to answer, Ahh, Greek feta
The delivery guy left as the maid pounded on the screen, birds flew
This is cheddar, Miss Sparks will be upset, hmmm. It’s okay!
Swooshing sounds from the toilet bowl, as Maria flushes
Tosses the salad, grabs her clanking keys, and drives away
Down the hill, exhales haa, then inhales huh, blood rushes
Nick The Greek’s, an order of the Greek feta salad, to go please
Exits Nicks, enters Finney’s Fish Store. I’ll take that one, that fish
As she points to the red betta splashing, wiggling, stops, in a freeze
Dear Maria, I’m home, bring my salad and a glass of iced tea swish
So, tell me, how was your day, clops off her shoes by her chair
Leaning, back crackling, with Wiggles her red betta nearby
Miss Sparks waits for her maid, then notices Padma’s stare
Maria, why is Padma staring at Wiggles with a glint in her eye?
Talk to me you losers,
am I being sent to Coventry,
I need more adulation,
lip service on tap, so damn hungry,
Living off my work, lap dogs
you bite the hand that feeds,
I want my daily dose,
of granulated egotistic seed,
O please talk to me,
your silence is a torment,
Like dying slowly in my
quick drying cement,
All alone on my own,
got a signal on the phone,
Ring you bastards of mute,
Why me I should’ve known,
Under the train I’ve been thrown,
In bits on the tracks,
left dead amongst stones,
Well it’s just not good enough,
I’ll buy new friends
Sick of you anyway,
was all just pretend,
Yes I’ve got money just
gonna spend, spend, spend,
Always cheers me up,
I’d highly recommend,
Now sycophants are
knocking on my door,
Lick that crap off my boots,
cheap little whores,
Dance you swine,
while I scratch my golf balls,
Ha ha this is great,
better than any phone calls,
So now take that, imaginary
no good chicken feed,
I’m a man, of influence,
my heart doesn’t bleed,
What’s that I hear, your loaded,
but have no real power,
Hmm quite true,
I do live in an ivory tower.
Fed up again,
would be better if I was king,
Could control the hoard,
carry much more sting,
A whole empire below me,
quaking in their boots,
Unlimited peasants to harass,
guaranteed salutes,
No matter how thick the mud,
it would never stick,
The almighty grandiose,
mayor of slick,
What the, don’t ring me now,
damn my poem is stumped,
Anyway I became POTUS
the name is Donald Trump.
By
David Kavanagh
POTUS = Person Of Totally Unfiltered Smug
If Joe Biden is our only hope,
Where do we go from here.