I wish there were a proper way
To truly convey how I feel about you
I find it absurd that I can’t find the words
To really express a love this true
Never in life have I wanted a wife
Now you make me want to hit one knee
Just to pop the question and not think twice
Looking into your eyes makes my whole body weak
You’re my everything
My heart and my soul
You’re the reason god gave me breath
You run through my mind
I want you all the time
I crave only you
I’ll accept nothing less
I love you
D.R.L.
Just watched
Megan and Harry
Happy as Larry
Being interviewed on Oprah's porch
Addressing the worldwide media
they left England for Canada to
escape
For both her mental and baby
Archies sake and state
With HRH Harry joking with
James Corden about how he
has become the
Fresh Prince of Hollywood
Leaving it up to each and every
individual to decide and pick
a side
But no guessing who's son
he really is
His mother taught him well
he learned from the best
Megan Makin;
Bacon!
She lives in Macon,
Georgia;
She baked sweet potato pies and cobblers;
She has a boy whose a toddler;
He no longer crawls he just woddles;
8/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Trump Called Megan Nasty
On Megan Trump sure likes to pick,
And when he does is always quick;
Aggrandizes;
Criticizes;
Each time seems will make us sick.
Jim Horn
Sad how Trump criticized Megan
Markle by calling her "Nasty."
Not sure what he meant by that
though. Is anyone's guess.
Duchess of Sussex nee Megan Markle
From an actress to a Duchess with diamonds that sparkle
Just like in the movies enchanting Prince Harry
Now forever doth have servants, for to fetch and to carry
Duke of Sussex our Prince Harry
Females young and old, dreamt it would be them he’d marry
Loving him; desiring him; imagining life with handsome Prince Redhead
Day dreams destroyed that historic day, when Harry wed Megan instead
Written 11th January 2019
Clerihew Couples for Valentine’s Day Prizes
Sponsor: Caroline Devonshire
3rd place
Contest: Contest 580
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Bright pics in my imagination
Are quite a typical thing.
However there is an exception
That my nightdreams seldom bring.
Once dreams, as usual, started flocking
In my unwearying head...
I saw you met me, starting talking,
I saw you were in my land!
I hope this dream's a special token,
I hope that it will come true.
All words that I have just now spoken
Are of course only for you!
Today I'm springing in elation,
I feel I'm given a wing!
I can't express all admiration
That's being now my soul's king!
Oh, let the world be full of fairies
Like you! Thanks for your great deeds!
I feel I can reap purple berries
Oh, thanks for your purple seeds!
I hope your life will never hurt you
Because your soul is so kind!
God bless you, Cassidy! Your virtue
Will always stay in my mind!
******
midday glory
Harry's Megan's wedding day
a royal story
*******
The air is humid
And the wind is cold.
She holds my hand to find warmth.
Her hand feels thin and her body looks weak.
But her mind is strong
For she has been carrying a load much
larger than herself for quite some time.
I picture her back when she was young and precious.
Eyes full of life
Heart full of wonder
Mind ready to create
And her soul soaring above the heavens.
Now, I’m afraid this load she carries is taking away her innocence.
And infecting her with ignorance
Blinding people from seeing her true self.
Instead, they see a crippled human
With no hope.
No belief that she is strong enough.
But I believe in her
I see the strength in her eyes
The love that is still in her heart
And her soul still soaring—
She looks at me and then looks up towards the sun.
Soaking in the last glimpse of light
she will take with her
on her journey to lighten this heavy load.
Memories of Megan fall bittersweet
against my lips as I begin to speak
About this one I knew so briefly
but was sent to nurse and care for deeply
Standing alone wounded and needing
her pain and anguish set my heart to bleeding
Neglected and ignored where others thrived
brought my sheer disappointment in humanity’s lies
Through all that she suffered, her demeanor showed
she knew this was our time before she had to go
Our time to be together, to mend and heal
this soul that had been broken, would once again feel
A brave beautiful soul waiting for her savior…
How sad my love and intentions came too late to save her
But only from this life we know…
For I know, that her memories of love and freedom
will carry her on to where souls are free…
And so is she
-for a neglected but not forgotten paint mare
Well, she's all sweet and sexual, wants not just fun
but adventure too. Mind is full of passion fruit.
I have no doubt that I love her eyes.
They water and sparkle when starred at in wonder.
They beg to be seen and demand to be questioned
and her lips
are pert with cute expression
inviting a bite in the stillest gesture.
As your eyes slide hungrily, from her toes to her hair and
all over perfection, those blue oceans grow wide, noticed
and looked down, something like submission.
Seemingly has much time for anyone, is ripe
and for the taking,
but knowing she has someone, acts accordingly
and would hesitate permission.
A powerful pull, does this combination,
arc both ways, fuelling the predicament.
All this without a kiss, and I wonder what I miss
What wonders of her bliss, I vain to dismiss?
Whilst my mind is focused on not one nor any,
of her particular things I can delete from memory.
I am not sad nor happy, I swim in foreplay
but I will always be hungry for more if she sends me.
Who was she?
Walking in the rain,
like an orphan of the storm.
She trusted me,
to help find her shelter.
Courage uncommon,
a trusting heart,
letting me deliver her to safety.
At her destination,
wonders never cease.
She was a daughter,
who could love, understand, and respect me.
Giving my life some real meaning.
She was a bright star,
lighting our lives,
Now I wish her discoveries and marvels,
Now I wish her success that has no sting.
Now I wish her joy, peace, and warm contentment.
And always, always, always, love,
with the man she has given her most valuable gift,
access into her heart.
May the best days between them begin now,
and bless them with a daughter like her,
because the secret and meaning of time,
are hidden in the hearts of young girls.
She awakes,
wondering what lies in front of her.
As if everyday is a new task,
wondering who is the one testing her.
She is faced with incompetence,
wondering why she puts up with it.
Midday she counts the minutes left,
wondering why she still plays along.
Almost over,
wondering what is next.
Bell finally rings and she is joyous,
wondering where the day went.
On the brink of slumber,
wondering what tomorrow holds.
??
-K
12.30.15
The storm rolled outside my window.
Shook my bed frame.
Lit up the walls--
Sent electricity through my brain.
Surrounding me with night's mystery.
I sought comfort.
Raced the lightning down the hall--
To find safety in her arms.
Sexy ass ass, God
wonderful breast that make Virgin's love
so which ones?!?
you love those Debbie Downers!?!?
they might cut it off just to make it incomplete
you gotta be the best thing that happened to me
if you were a whore
I might take you off the cornerstone
and make cash with it instead of Ass Kissing
and I am the one YOU sex
in the symbol of a woman to make you feel flesh
Don't listen to rabbit
he ain't got love in which is like pleasure
Our pleasure is the best because our love connects
I love you dark hair
wheat field smile
cuz not even an Angel can reach it
and that my city
and you are the most beautiful so I'm snitching
Megan had megabucks inside her duck
She reckoned the cost of a real good Puck
She went to the city
It was a great pity
Puck kicked on her ass and slotted the duck
Megan© rajat kanti chakrabarty November 23 2014
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