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I been waiting for this moment forever or so it seems that way, these hollow dreams of you and me drifted away and made me think this would never become a reality, but I realized it wasn't about the women in my past not appreciating who I was but you were the only one who seen the infinite value in me. The dreams are hallow but the picture is perfect, everything you despise in your past, forget about it no worries here close the curtains, I wouldn't call this true love but the right kinda love between you & I that's emerging so submerge those who didn't see your worth, let them drown in their own sorrows because what we have in the present is the reason why we always were optimistic about a tomorrow with each other, friends to lovers is so cliche but in the real world so unheard of, the roles are reversing and sure enough the present you are my present and I'm happy to be your Christmas gift your....present
I was enchanted by those who sung… they who sing
Like sylphs, like sirens… unearthly yet encompassing
Did I remember being at home, behind a closed door?
Or is it a dream I slumbered into for a time to recall?
An hour less before midnight for an hour more before daylight
Yet of thirteen bears the time I see for my hourly need to hide
A truth perhaps far from disbelieve is all I’m left to see
Yet… the mysterious voices promises me for what couldn’t be
Like gravity… flowing without control, without life own
Like a design for quivering quivers to the shivering unknown
And blinded of numbered time, I allow myself this moment
This moment when love isn’t at all to matter even
Timeless became my life, sinking into the voices of the unholy
Knowing an answer I seek no more from a world reasonably
Almost a subtle caress to have perhaps felt their touch
Flirting with me, toying with my soul a little too much
Have they not to bring solace… I wouldn’t have believe
Have they not voices as intriguing… if I can simply leave?
And they sung ever on… evermore, forever to be
Giving me a shade of another world unimaginable to see
Perhaps nothing more from my real world I need hear
Compassion for another… A self I need no longer dear
Entice yet… I hear the aria softening away for another
Branding into my mind till possibly shall life departs me forever
For when it came, it belongs an utterly voice to articulate
A much deeper sounding of another language to translate
And unheard of were the words spoken in today’s tongue
Yet heard were the words I somehow understood to have undone
However all has come to pass, darkness returns with a familiar door
Delivering me from my moment for another moment to recall
An awakening for a darker side or a lighter side of life awaited
I cannot know with my deliverance kept at bay of time presented
And no sooner than I realize am I back in my room once more
Gifted of words is all but all to reside from an ever before
Canopy’s of Emotion and Consecrations of Reality
A botanical canopy of human emotion
The preservation of the wildlife inside the ocean
A consecration of sacred vows that culminate your devotion
The invitation to contemplate as you consider abstract notions
Turquoise reflections beneath an enlightened sky
The pain of the dejections that protected you from a lie
The rain clouds of perception that pierce your heart to make you cry
The unbelievable interjections of thought that constantly question why
Supernatural gifts pushing the boundaries of what we know
Factual shifts in how we represent the information we want on show
A lover lifts his head in the melted light of the afterglow
A state of constant dread as we interrupt the natural flow
Firmaments of shimmering beauty raining down from a sunlit morning
Wonderments of time unfolding before your eyes as a vision is forming
Achievements of unheard of refine only to serve as a constant warning
Of the imminent decline we’re facing when confronted with Global Warming
Divisive opinions colliding on the parliamentary floor
Incisive decisions deriding as we wonder what all this conflict is really for?
Indecisive teenagers contriving their image while they’re constantly seeking more
Derisive divisions forming at the Presidents front door
A culmination of considerations that challenge the status quo
An invocation of alliteration as we express more than we think we know
A consummation of deliberation as we form conclusions that just won’t go
A formation of imitations as we reveere those who rose above the low
Don’t perpetuate the societal state of heirarchical exclusion
Or deliberate on what we venerate to reduce the mass confusion
While we consummate the virtues we rate that break through the universal delusion
We invigorate the fierce debate that seeks to eviscerate illusion
"Who Am I"
Voices in my head the unheard of
They mimic, they pester, they lie
All to just torture my mind
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
I question I can no longer answer
They've erased Me, Myself and I
Changed into the hopeless, heartless, unkind
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
Someone now just a faint memory
Lost somewhere forever but did I die
Did I turn tail with yellow spine
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
From the torture cocoon to robotic host
Manipulated, Influenced, Punished but why?
They see through my eyes while I'm blind
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
Definitely not this important of a man
Given mental beatings if I try...to defy...
The skin of their evil, zombified defined
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
Twenty-four hours every single day
Twenty-four hours every single night
Twenty-four hours of a continual tortured mind
Who Am I...
Who Am I...
Because I do not even exist anymore
bmdavey@ 09/09/24
Imagine there’s a chair
which, in all fairness,
is a humble enough affair,
the very soul of chairness.
Imagine someone sits
on its rafia foundation
and occupies his wits
in careful contemplation.
Suppose he picks a spot
(left leg, front, just under
the higher crossbar – what
a subject for our wonder!)
Now, here’s a teasing topic
for idle conversation:
what if a microscopic
unheard-of civilization
inhabits that position?
That pinprick could contain
a Tito, a Tesla, a Titian:
it overwhelms the brain!
But if you find that grieving,
here’s something much, much worse:
what if we’re not even
the Big Deal Universe?
In a stellar cellar somewhere,
There’s a mousetrap, hammock, keg,
and a chair within that cellar where
we’re a dot on one left leg.
He’s the only man who’s touched me
The one man with whom I’ve made love
Unheard of in this day and age
But still something to be proud of
No one else has caressed my body
Or has found the source of pleasure
No one else knows how to move me
To conquer measure by measure
No else has tasted my lips
Or has laid his head on my breast
No other man has made me moan
Been my partner in passion’s quest
No one else has played my sweet games
Or held me helpless in his arms
No other has made time stand still
Or has unleashed on me his charms
Now, after feeding him my love
I just watch him drift off to sleep
And I’m left to lie and wonder
How marriage vows are made to keep.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
It's gonna be cold tonight
They predict one degree
The polar vortex has a bite
Unheard of here in NYC.
Global warming is the crime
It allows the cold to break thru here
So we must push for offshore turbines
While we sip on frozen beer.
Its gonna be cold out there
They say polar bear numbers will wane
But those bears are unaware
They're making cubs like clouds make rain.
In Antarctica it's negative sixty one
Coldest its been for 44 years
But ice shelves are melting in the sun
and nothing is as it appears.
Florida's freeze made dead bananas
Carolina towns can't cope
The reasons we must hammer
Renewables are our only hope.
"Tit for that is a fair game",they say;
A tooth for another,an eye for another;
One grave to a grave; blood washes away blood!
Darkness inspires night; tears dried with tears!
It is a slap for a blow; no harm is left undealt with;
No, it's not like a Bible with slap the right,I give the left,
The misperception of "fair"
Push me into the pond,I drag you to hell;
Spill my secret, I take your nudes viral;
Snatch my man,your uterus,I evacuate;
Ruin my beauty,your life, I'll claim;
There is no fairness,no justice,
It is pain for pain, nothing else,but pain for pain;
That's tit for tat,what they say is fair.
Where would I be? Where would you be?
With all this going on around,
Hit me,I explode you;
You insult them, and they set your mansion ablaze;
This,reminds me of 8year old Jacob,
Jacob accidentally killed Malcom,
And that was the end of his life,
Jacob was sent to the farthest, thickest jungle,
The excuse being; animals lived in the wild!
Jacob was an animal.
Two sons,one mother; and the mother lost both just like that;
Tit for tat is a fair game; point at the fairness in the game!
Sin doesn't save us from sin,purity does;
Breaking my heart,me crashing more innocent hearts,
Hurting me and I, going after you, to tear you apart;
The origin of endless agony!
We learn from our masters, Christ is one,
Came down to earth,to us,in holiness,
To wash away our evil with his blood;
He could have come to avenge instead;- may be that would be the fair deal!
A deal,in which redemption would be unheard-of,
A game in which,we,all would be doomed to die.
I leave,but I say this to you;
Remain loyal to those you love, much as it seems as vanity!
They will betray and hurt you; forgive them; even when wounds still hurt,
Forgiveness is one way to healing and moving on better.
Spread love,by living with love,dying in love;
Vengeance sweeps the remains out of your sight,
Vengeance leads to war, unending!
All this,the world has labelled "fair",
Study God's word,seek to learn what he wants from a sinner,
To men,what tastes good; to God,is bitter;
Live, therefore,as God has led you;
Tit for tat is no fair game, but a fast path to ruins!
I often wonder how far too far is.
while pushing the limits of my mind,
I've wasted away the things I miss,
I'm over what some say is real,
reality to me seems like a choice,
I've broken down and decided to heal,
now I haven't any poise,
Too far honestly isn't far enough,
pushing my mind even further,
what doesn't break me makes me tuff,
for the places inside unheard of,
Although I fear where I've been,
I've lots of things that I numb,
all of a sudden here I am,
staring at the damage I've done,
A lonely tear runs down my cheek,
it's the only one I had left,
speechless when I tried to speak,
and that silence I'll never forget,
Fiery amber eyes gaze out
From a face of white speckled fur
Into the icy blinding swirling snow
Of a high hidden Himalayan hamlet
To meet in mortal combat
The closed minds
of poaching Pakistani peasants
Carrying pitchforks
In a parody or normality
A battle to confirm
That not all ideas matter
That Nature’s laws triumph
That not everyone
Understands eternal complexity
Standing firm on its precipice
In a show of rare boldness
It gives a performance
Of unheard-of courage
In the face of the enemy
Spirit guardian of a higher world
It takes a stand
Against the madness that is man
"Animal revere and respect holiness; they do not teach sin."
St. Neilos the Asectic, in the Asectic Dialogues