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Come to me, my love
Walk in through that door
Leave the world outside
I have so much in store
Come to me, my love
Walk into my embrace
Let me plant sweet kisses
On that handsome face
Come to me, my love
Lie on my scented bed
Let me care for your needs
Rest on me your weary head
Come to me, my love
Let worry drain away
As my hands work their charm
And all your fears allay
Come to me, my love
Come and taste of my lips
Be nourished to the full
For honey from them drips
Come to me, my love
Find comfort at my breast
Fill your hand and your mouth
With treats from my love’s nest
Come to me, my love
Be who you want to be
I am here to please you
Lie back as I set you free
Come to me, my love
Satiate each desire
I’ll not leave you wanting
Give in to my fire
Come to me, my love
Tonight, feel like a king
Tell me all that you want
Your dreams to life I’ll bring
Come to me, my love
Passion will show you how
Be lost in this moment
Taste heaven here and now
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Every year when taxes are due, I pay mine to the full,
Even though some other people call it a bunch of bull.
Some don't pay their taxes for there is an aberration.
As time goes by they holler, "Statute of Limitation".
They live in a life of luxury, these entitled few,
Expecting us to pay their way, since that is what we do.
The Statute of Limitation gives them a lucky break.
Never feeling that they owe, they just take, and take, and take.
And though the law may state, 'This tax is no longer in play',
An honest person loves this Land, and pays it anyway.
(And this applies to Everyone)
Forgive our want--
A yummy croissant,
Instead of a just savant
To being mind's commandant.
Supply our needs,
Not considering our deeds,
The troubling fiery care bleeds,
To water hunting desire's pure seeds.
Forgive the delight,
Foaming up in its might;
To reconcile in order to spite,
Dad, win its logic over out of its sight.
Supply us the treasures,
With big shared pleasures,
Beyond our viewing measures,
In its canal possible adventures.
Forgive the pain,
Drop the striking cain,
Let its power grow in vain
And let loose the holding chain!
Supply us the gain,
Open the reservoir's rain;
Wash away our silent complain,
Energize Your praises hearty campaign!
Forgive the good crime,
That is as sweet as lime.
Started long through mime,
Growing wings to fly in grime.
Supply us the good time,
The one that is so sublime,
That pleases You as we climb,
The goal's ladder to the full prime.
Forgive the school,
That makes us so drool,
Posing problems real cool,
To refine us into a fair jewel.
Supply us the tool,
Not to appear a fool,
And be drown in life's pool,
Rather be able to get life's key, rule.
Forgive the tease,
Supply us peace.
Forgive dream,
Get reality to redeem.
Forgive slave that are brave,
Supply freedom and cover up grave.
Forgive the feet,
Supply clues to retreat.
Forgive hope,
Grant grace beyond scope.
Won't You forgive the leaders,
Enslaving the awesome readers?
A pristine lake in the high Himalaya
spreads its arms of stillness wide
on the flanks of the serene glacier
that creeps silently with a load of ice
down the bare rocky carved out valley
melts on the sliding floor in gushing surge
and feeds the Ganga chilled ancient water.
The water the lake drinks to the full
distilled through the untainted rocks
is blue as the noon sky without spot
transparent as the truth universal
and pure as the morning dew
for it touches and washes no sin
people carry to the mountain.
The lake touches the feet of the mighty peak,
the Shivling, the symbol of God,
that pierces the sky with the snow trident.
The lake spreads a blue canvas of deep silence
and in serenity it paints a picture of divinity.
On my trek up the mountain track
I stood awhile by the lake.
The slanting sun warmed up the mountain air
and mirrored the Shivling on the water.
The lake held us together in a picture
with God reflected by my side.
A bird flew low over the lake
in the thin air of the high
the wing flutter didn’t break the silence
but rippled the water in gentle flair.
My face merged with the Shivling
I saw me dissolve in total surrender.
August 14, 2017.
Show me perfection
Show me beauty
Show me the world I foolishly promised you
Color the sky red
Color my sight red
Redefine crimson to my brain forevermore
Change me forever
Change me irrevocably
Make me forget I'm no longer young
Burn down society
Burn down this city
Make the world I see alter forevermore
Where are you, Heaven?
Why do endless gray clouds obscure you from my sight?
Come tell me, Heaven
Where the future you and I both saw burned to ash and salty soil
Where did you go?
Did the endless expanse call you as home called me?
Where did you go?
Are you drifting as peacefully as we both dreamed?
Where do you roam?
Did the revelation hurt you like it hurt me?
Where do you roam?
Do you loathe the feel of tile beneath your feet?
Leave me a sign
Scar the rainy skies like you would do before
Leave me a sign
Take the endless soil beneath us and reveal its beating core
This rum still tastes as sweet as your name
Spilling from my lips like liquid flame
I still see you in the starry sky
In the full moon that demands my eye
I see your shadow dancing behind trees
Your memories lingering like disease
So offer me your hand, skyward god
Let me know that even though I'm flawed
You could still see me.
God has shown in His holy word
there is only one sure way to life
a life that's eternal to the full
for all other ways just bring strife
Jesus has said when here on earth
to find me enter by the narrow gate
never choose any roads of twists and turns
you can't see around a bend before its too late
There's a gate that's really wide
the way there is easy to find
but with it comes utter destruction
there are lots that will be left behind
The narrow gate is exactly that
making it difficult to get a pass
this is the price that's worth it
for the heavenly road goes first class
Now its so difficult to walk this way
the numbers that succeed are very few
but God's will his for His own elect
to walk the narrow way, will that be you?
(13 “Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. 14 For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.)
Matthew 7: 13,14 (ESV)
Looking around our old apartment,
Is like visiting a place from my childhood,
Familiarity hanging on the remnants of a memory,
Your favourite seat by the window,
Where the sun would refract off the glass,
And kiss across your eyelids turning them gold and red,
Now it’s just a space,
Frustratingly vacant,
Everything here reminds me of you,
And it hurts,
A deep aching hollow pain,
It’s endless,
The memory’s taunt me,
I don’t want to be like this,
To wallow in self pity,
I don’t want your death to be all about me,
Because you made me so happy,
Now I feel like I’m betraying that,
Live life you used to tell me,
The tattoo on your shoulder -
“Love is living life to the full.”
Now your not here,
Your nowhere,
And I’d rather be no where with you,
Than anywhere without you.
Recent experiences in my life have impacted on me greatly
Tell friends and family that you love them - it’s too late when they are gone
Grab every opportunity in life - you may never get a second chance
No one is perfect, we should learn from our mistakes
Stand by your decisions - at that time it was the right choice for you
You may not agree with others but listen to their point of view
Engage brain before opening your mouth - or you may regret what you said
Most important of all ... try to laugh and smile every day
Live every day to the full - for one day sun will fail to rise
Remember life is not a dress rehearsal
We only get one chance before the final curtain falls
30th October 2015
Contest: Life according to ...
Sponsored By Silent One
The blaze of summer is long gone,
music of rustling leaves I hear
through the window on the fawn lawn,
as autumn scene fades, I see clear.
Sky sparkles with sapphire allure,
brown grass bends on auburn meadow,
silk clouds drift with formless contour,
sip scarlet sunrays, and they glow.
Thin thickets trap tinge of sun blast,
bronze leaves have long begun to fall,
hued web on them won’t ever last,
for they now hear the winter’s call.
Touch of November’s last warm glow
I will soak to the full, and hold
as a treasure and let it flow
in frozen time in winter’s fold.
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November 22, 2021
Syllable count : 8 per line (HMS)
Contest : November Or December Quatrain Poem
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
Inside my mind to my tomorrows I look
Straight ahead with no forks on my road
I can't look back as my past will hurt more
A corner I desire to rid this corrode
Dreams of many I have to live life to the full
To be as I should to be a soul in ones heart
Around so many corners cul-de-sacs appear
What does it take for ones life to restart
Then came the day as I travelled life's road
Freely I glanced as the corner became near
I turned into my unknown, not knowing what's ahead
Intrepidness abounds, living can be a fear
Through a window I view, absorbed at what I see
Spanish Eyes of beauty, musically we share
A Heart of Lothian, allures us both
Leaving this Highlander, in notable stare
For the first time in my life I can see another me
My tomorrows are now alive no longer I now wane
Her words like lyrical music, have melted my frozen heart
No longer that lonely road, there's still life in my veins
There will be many corners, of which we'll turn together
As I wave goodbye to my past, I remember it's many cries
Our future is what we'll make of it
All because I looked into her Spanish Eyes