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Android Charlie II:The Sequel: The Drama
OH, Charlie had money alright!
A great house, wife,and a quite intelligent child, too!
Very opulent, he!
Three cars, vacations and a complete
lifestyle, too.
Alas, those cell phones came along!
Charlie just had to become part of
that techie crowd.
Soon the phone took the place of his wife!
Tell the truth, of his entire life!
And any visitor to his once warm and friendly home?
Well, now, a sad update~all relatives and friends,
in total silence do sit, while Charlie,lost soul,he,
Only had eyes and time for his phone!
Charlie, unknowingly treated his guests
as less than gnats!
No jovial conversation ever ensued.
Only if the TV, with irritation,screamed: Breaking News!
Yes, this meaningless drivel~ made Charlie swivel?
As to his phone ,it sadly appeared. permanently glued to his hand.
Dinners with candles, are you serious?
Once grand and beauteous were never lit!
Just his pasty white face, how ghastly
it looked.
Like a stiff corpse in a coffin.
My Lord, what a technological schnook.
Now that once laughter-filled abode
stands empty!
The front door swings forever open.
Yes, Charlie is still there, totally and
blissfully unaware,
His wife and child have had enough,
Of a tragic life sans human
communication!
A scene not unusual in any nation!
Get a lockbox for your smartphones,
if that addicted you are.
Unless you are a surgeon on call,
best love the humans next to you.
And sorry, but I will not rejoice in texts
nor Emojis.
These are far from human attributes!
And no, neither funny nor cozy,
We need not fear, true, warm living
communication.
Just realize that God gave us tongues
to speak with and ears to hear.
Live life in the real world as much
as you can.
You are loved by people!
Not by the evices in the technological nation.
Panagiota Romios
4/18/2019
I've been up at night lately
I can't seem to fall asleep lately
I keep lying to myself lately
I know what it's like to lose somebody you love
I know what it's like to lose yourself to the drugs
I remember your face and then I burst into tears
I remember your laugh and then I burst into tears
All the good times we shared
all the hard liquor we shared
I knew your entire family and u knew mine
I've known u since I was eleven and u were nine
I haven't been myself lately
I feel like someone else lately
I've been thinking about you lately
I went away to study but we kept in touch
But as the years went by we fell out of touch
When you fell sick I sat and watched in fear
Couldn't imagine losing a friend that was so dear
I thought that you would get better
Just like the sky after bad weather
But the rain never stopped falling and that little dark voice kept on calling
As time went by you got worse and worse
Pill after pill and test after test
The battle for life became harder and harder
I wanted to call so many times and ask how you are doing
But something always came up and I end up forgetting
The last thing you posted online was why be miserable during your last days ?
Then there was no update the following days
Lupus took my friend away from me
A friend who always saw the best in me
A true hero and a real fighter who is forever with me
Do you know what it's like to lose somebody you love ?
I went to Heaven…..
Why I went there and
how I got there….
now there’s the story.
Went there to plead my case.
Couldn’t afford an angel so
one was appointed for me.
Unlike Clarence this guy already
had earned his wings – big deal.
My dispute centered around
the definition of sin and the
proper interpretation of
biblical references to mercy.
As in, is it a sin to commit a sin
in the act of being merciful
to a sinner?
How I got there? Well, it seems
that Hell has its own version of
the TSA and it is as easily scammed.
The lesser “devils” work for Hell’s
minimum wage and can be bought
for very little. So, I bribed my “devil”
and slipped out of line, bypassed
Heaven’s border patrol, and - Viola!
They were reading me my rights.
“You have the right to remain a sinner.”
“Any sins you have committed will
be held against you in the eyes of God.”
“If you give up the right to remain a sinner
your pursuit of forgiveness and salvation
shall be considered by the court.”
So, here I am – in Heaven!
Waiting for the angels to call my case.
I told them I was taking this all the way
to the top. No archangel was going to
decide my eternal fate. There would
be no plea bargain, no purification in
the lesser hell of “Purgatory”. I was going to
talk to the Big Guy and tell Him he needed
to update his prayer line as many of mine
were returned with the “error code”
undeliverable stamped on them.
Well, anyway, the view is terrific,
the food is “heavenly”, I’m…..I’m….
sprouting some fuzzy feathered wings.
This could sway the jury or at least aid
me in my escape attempt. I hear that the
“devils” are looking for me and “Big Lu”
is really pissed!
John G. Lawless
11/24/2015
submitted to – I Went To Heaven – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Laura Urbaniak
Gotta risk it all for love (20181215)
I’ve had a thing for her Since sometime way back when
But he’s been in the way Since I was nine or ten
Settled for someone else Who kinda made me smile
My heart just wasn’t there She’s been gone for awhile
I’ve heard he’s leaving her Or she’s escaping him
I can’t say I’m sorry I hope it’s not a whim
I know how rumors go But I think this is real
Looks like I’ve got a chance To tell her how I feel
(chorus)
If I told her how I feel, Would I lose her as a friend?
Or if I spoke up too soon, Would I make her sad again?
But if I spoke up too late Would somebody else step in?
Gotta risk it all for love, Though I might lose a friend.
Gotta risk it all for love Today, until, the end!
Always been kind to her, Treated her with respect.
But have I got a chance? Don’t know what to expect
There’s something in her eyes, It seems they want to say
“Better speak up your mind. Or I’m not gonna stay!”
(repeat chorus)
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Update: I have contacted soup. This commenting problem is continuing. Just to let you know, it changes ongoing with numerous poems. One minute, comments will show and then quickly it will say commenting is 'turned off' when it isn't and I can't see anything. Also, some poems will show comments on and others will show commenting turned off. It varies and goes back and forth consistently. So, I haven't turned off commenting if you see this, but I see it on my end and can't reply when it happens. Thanks
Heidi
Yesterday Richard inspired me to write this update. Thank you Richard.
To Be More
3 days of this virus, feels like 3 weeks
Every hour a battle, as minutes flit by
Extreme cycles of hot and cold, ongoing
Losing track of a neutral temperature
Headaches, nausea and chest pain
But mainly the tiredness and exhaustion
Doing minimal things can wipe you out
It feels like it's an effort to think, to breathe
Energy you may use to bring in loads of wood,
It can take that much, to write something like this
Thankfully, I only lost all my breath once
Having to sit down a while to get air back again
But doctors who call daily are still concerned,
I may need more later, so they prescribe inhaler
I am seperate some from my pets I love most
As I try to keep taking care of them in ways advised,
Wearing a mask, washing hands, some distancing
They don't understand and that breaks my heart
But, I am making it and they are making it
Every hour, I think, I survived another hour
I have had serious health issues in the past
But, this is certainly different and my body is at war
A constant cycle of juice, water, vitamins, food, tylenol
Filling my body with all I can to fight and survive this
Because, here, there is no treatment and it's up to me
It is a roller coaster, just after a lift, there is a fall again
Sometimes I feel like I'm dying when crashes happen
But, I am winning!
I won, the prize of seeing a beautiful sunrise this morning
And hearing multiple birds sing happily outside in my yard
I am winning every time this thing knocks me down and I get back up!
Driven to do more, write more, reach more, be more!
Thank you all
Heidi Sands
4/10/20
In addition, with only using internet from data on cell phone and losing a signal, it gets difficult getting things into soup, without having to enter it multiple times. So for now, that is in my way too. Take care everyone :)
Next Memorial Day
Let's remember all those deceased
Their blood on the hands of those
Who sold us 'Defund the Police'
We'll rename July Fourth
'USA Dependence Day'
Let the il-Liberty Bell toll
We're all on drugs and the dole
The first Monday in September
Is still called Labor Day
But who needs to work now
Uncle Sam pays us more to play
How 'bout old Columbus Day
States now renaming it
'Indigenous Peoples Day' --
Why not Illegal Aliens Day
And let's not forget Halloween
When scary grownups primp and preen
Trying to fit in costumes to display parts of them
-- Better left unseen
Of course, last but not least:
Election Day's now a national holiday
How's that different for postal remployees
Who never show up anyway
Pure unadulterated Love
The aging light she feels from above
Checking her instagram for an update
A song a lyric to relate
Watching her Snapchat
Always defensive and ready to combat
Previously put down for a choice
They aren’t the ones who see her rejoice
A collectors album of new song
The only time happiness is strong
Following other devoted fans
They are the ones who make plans
Joined communities of like minded people
Every single one is a friend an equal
Listening to the lyrics
F.U. To the cynics
Enjoying the moments being lost in her voice
Goodbye isn’t a choice
A source of pain relief
Allowing her mind to relax and debrief
Feeling the beat in her chest
No need for her adult self to be suppressed
A constant source of companionship
With a deep belonging and friendship
Always can provide an avalanche of emotions
But never wavering her devotions
Keeps her mind calm
A feeling of safety and away from harm
Able to keep her head above water
In the darker times she brings her laughter
A source of inspiration
And can give motivation
This is love that can never be broken
For she is the one that’s chosen
A love not complicated
Some words make her feel intoxicated
Heart skips a beat always with you
A type of love not up for review
Music her faithful friend
An admiration that doesn’t have to end
Never a disappointment always hope
Makes life easier for her to cope
True love disguised as a favourite music artist
Able to stay grounded and modest
Everyday is like Déjà vu
This is what she needs to make it through
A daily possibility to smile in the tough times
To jump and dance to the beat and rhymes
Tomorrow is another day to smile
And live life with some style
I am the third wheel
But this was part of the deal
I enjoy seeing her contagious gleam
Her eyes bright and beam
I respect her love and her joy for avril lavigne
A Lady Called LEENAH
Life is like a narration, try narrating your words at times to give your audience full gist and update-AFOLALEKAN
Alas! I have been to the north
looking for a lady with Kayamanta
Just for her to be the mata
I went to the south
then to the east
without leaving aside the west,
yet still I couldn't find the one
A second I glanced through a lady,
sleeping in a bus
with her smile coupled with her radiated twilight face.
A Casanova I said I was
Despite with a lady
whom I thought I have seen it all with
Then I realized her name-Leenah
A lady who's smile is angellically beautful
Her lips were fanimorous for licking
and her-laps I know not much
but the little I know
she's endowed with two oranges
quite okay for breakfast
a rejuvenated **** yummy for dinner.
Yena! only God knows where she is from
I couldn't take my eyes off her
but could see her being mine.
You all wonder why I say so.
she's an attention seeker
then I shall become the seeker
giving her what she seeks
so I can have her to myself.
If not as a life partner, perhaps as Viber.
immediately, I make Intel's of her
then I realized she is not just an ordinary girl.
but extraordinary to the core
she's a lioness
among hyena
a drama queen
within expert
and a lover at fault
A lady-Leenah is her name.
©?Fawass Olalekan Adelabu
~~~Midnight Blues~~~
It's the blackest of nights for me.
When all six hundred poems of mine
drowned in a stormy, technological sea!
There are no searchlights to find them.
Gone are six months of precious poetic
treasure!
No first responders at the crest.
To help me rediscover my lost children.
This is such a heart rendering test!
To top it off, old friend commentors,
suddenly, swept away!
To go on, is such a question.
Sans poems, sans poet friends.
The winds of change
Blow fiercelly, in my lone direction!
* Update...3:30am. Found poems hiding in another folder,
But if you touch one, the Folder it is in disappears.
It's looney! Panagiota
August 27, 2017
1:41am PST?.original post time