I watch her like a work of art
Through my dazzled eyes
She leaves fairy dust and sparkles
When ever she walk by
And I am simply captivated
By the way she speaks and moves
Her curves, so lovely and gentle
Her skin, so soft and smooth
My eyes are locked upon her
That adorable nose and chin
My hands are begging to merge into
Her warm and silky skin
My lips wish to devour her
My tongue cries for a taste
My head is spinning constantly
And I don't want to escape
The swaying of her perfect hips
Leaves me hypnotized
And the music in her lovely voice
Keeps me mesmerized
Enraptured by her every word
Imprisoned in her eyes
Enchanted by the fairy dust
She leaves as she walks by
I’ve often danced a dance with death
He’s often beat me out of breath.
With every step his grip took hold
But he got angry as I was bold
I scream in pain my body rife
And yet I pray for my kids and wife
Behold my wish to see them here
My family and relatives as I hold dear
I’m dancing faster now with death
I’m fighting hard with every breath
He tangoes faster and twirls me round
I look confused no one around
My head is spinning, He sees me weak
His final steps he wants to sneak
His tango now no more a dance
I see his stance and cast a glance
He is dancing dangerously close
Will he deliver the final dose
A sudden smile forms round my lips
A sparkle shines right through my eyes
I see my saviour no disguise
My saviour has now joined the dance
he takes me in his tender arms
we dance now at a slower pace
The peaceful rhythm shows on my face
My heart beats softly and more steady
No longer racing I am ready.
Grant me peace and set me free
Deliver me, upon deaths tree.
AFTER THE PARTY
After the party I awoke on a desert island
At least I thought so, with the blinding sun
And a view of all those swaying palm trees
Well, perhaps it was me who was swaying
My head was thumping as if bongos playing
And wet with sweat at over eighty degrees
I guess that last night must have been fun
But just where I am now, I don’t understand
Perhaps it’s the Tahitian picture on the wall
And the bright morning sun is streaming in
I am wearing my underpants front to back
Probably a game, or a sort of joke on me
But is that the ocean out there that I can see
Maybe it was daybreak before I hit the sack
So many cocktails made with pink hued gin
It’s such a pity I cannot think straight at all
There’s still noisy laughter outside in the hall
Just the usual cheap upper floor motel room
It may be my own, I suppose I should check
My mouth is so dry and my head is spinning
Have I been drunk from the very beginning
But is this a floral garland around my neck
It can only be my vivid imagination, I assume
I’m not on an exotic tropical island after all
Please don’t leave me hanging like that that, I hate to be in suspense, you piqued my curiosity and it’s so intense. Artfully teasing you know how to play, always one step ahead, leaving me dizzy and frayed, My head is spinning you think you’re winning, who’s got the last laugh? What’s all that ringing must be in my head, it’s giving carnival vibes, Clowns with balloons and daggers, cute little kittens with menacing eyes. Your destination, my fears, pulling me in and giving me sneers . What’s going on with the goat he just fainted, he stuck his tongue out and said blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah screamed and disintegrated, he looked kind of evil did I just use past tense? Is that mirror melting? What happened to his head? It’s so small and stuck to the bed. This ride is spinning down to the depths. I realize the ringing in my head is the alarm clock to wake me up. I turn over and face the clown in my bed. Oh geez, it’s just my lover Fred. What a tasty bit of drama, a midnight abracadabra.
Captured
Sometimes I close my eyes so I can't see
Sometimes I feel so close
So trapped I can't breathe
Just want to be by myself
Just set me free
Just let me be
Release me
You've got me in this cocoon
that I can't pry open
So I scratch and I punch and I pull at it
till my fingers bleed
You've trapped me in this box
where I can't breathe
So I yell and I fight
till the box fills with my screams
Just let me be
Just set me free
Release me
You've got me in this world
Where my head is spinning
It's spinning so quick
That I can't see
You've got me feeling clostaphobic
Now let me go before I panic
Shut up so I don't go insane
Shut up so I don't go insane
Sometimes I close my eyes so I can't see
Sometimes I feel so close so trapped
I can't breathe
I just want to be by myself
Just set me free
Just let me be
Release me
Why do you torment me for your pleasure
Keep me in this cage so I don't run
Why do you treat me like a prisoner
Do you do this all for fun
Just let me be
Just set me free
Release me
Remember me, please don't tell me good bye. I will always love your smile. God bless you! Even when the rain pours! God bless you! My head is spinning and I keep thinking.. but please don't forget about me. So God bless you as time slips.. my heartbeat remembers you... So God bless you.
God bless the time spent.. as God blessed you..
My head is spinning so fast it will not stop,
It's whizzing around like a spinning top.
My brain is buzzing like a bee,
I'm going so fast I cannot see.
I feel so tired I want to drop.
Love
I've never felt this way before
It's all brand new to me
My head is spinning, I can't breath
You are all i see.
I long for you to look at me
I wish you'd ask me out
So this is what first love is like
And what a crush is all about.
Searching the twilight horizon
For signs she's on her way
As I anticipate her rising
Have felt like this all day
The cloud begins to gather
Betwixt the sea and sky
I welcome her arrival
She makes my spirit fly
Just as I start to doubt
That tonight she will come out
A delicate glow
A glow I know
Rises from the sea
Just like the Goddess Amphitrite
Adorned in pink organza
As if she wants to dance all night
Resplendent in her glittering gown
Her dazzling light is beaming down
This ballerina of the sky
I do not blink ~ I am wide eyed
I'm moonstruck and I'm mesmerised
To see such wonder with my eyes
Her beauty seeps inside my soul
I hear sweet music all around
My head is spinning to the sound
For now I'm in another place
Moonbeams lighting up my face
Gazing at this Super Moon
I swoon ~ I may not be back soon…
Written 8th May 2020 ~ after witnessing the hypnotic beauty of the Super Moon
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God what a mess,
My head is spinning,
Each day more stress,
Am I still winning?
Wall street crashing,
The economy near stall,
The media’s constant bashing,
Pelosi’s new curve ball.
My plans are now in tatters,
Forestalled at every turn,
To do what really matters
Is all I truly yearn.
I’m gearing for a fight
The like they’ve never seen,
I use my mouth to bite
And care little if I’m mean.
I’ll tear each one to shreds,
Flail them side to side,
Get well into their heads,
Give them quite a ride.
Clearly they don’t know
The grief they have in store,
They’ll reap what they now sow,
It’s nothing short of war.
Like Bombers flying high
Releasing their payload,
Shells falling from the sky,
I’ll give them what they’re owed.
Cross me once
And risk my wrath,
Yours the choice
To take that path.
Cross me twice
And stay awake,
You’ve cast your dice,
What a mistake.
When she’s sick I’m so in trouble
Rocks my world, bursts my bubble,
All at once my head is spinning,
Forehead aching, hair fast thinning.
I’m not trained to handle chores,
Clean the house, go to stores,
Cook the meals, feed the kids,
My existence on the skids.
Give me patience, show me how
She won’t quickly disavow
This poor man she claimed to love
And not give him one huge shove.
I’ll do better, I’ll learn fast,
Even try to make it last,
Wash the sheets, make the bed,
Just the thought fills me with dread.
Shoulders back, chin protruding,
Smile so wide, no more brooding,
‘Yes, My Dear’ the sure answer,
Float on air like a tap dancer.
Read her cues as if an actor
Whatever challenge not a factor,
Learn each job just like a pro,
Then recount it blow by blow.
I adore this girl so much,
There’s truly nothing I won’t touch,
Clean or fix around the house
To be that perfect loving spouse.
But God I pray with all my soul
That soon you make her fully whole,
Please start now and make it fast
As for sure I won’t long last.
Gibberish
Gibberish
Gibberish
My head is filled with gibberish
Habbulu
Babbulu
Shabbulu
Can’t someone stop me from babbling?
Hippity
Giffity
Biggity
My head is spinning three sixty
Hottolly
Pottolly
Nottolly
I’m losing my mind totally
By Sylvia Chika
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Grandma, I have shown you this many times! Says my grandson Bell.
He is teaching me Fortnite. I am not doing well.
Bell tosses his console down and takes mine. I watch fascinated.
The video game prowess of this kid is probably underrated.
Oh, I am the guy? I ask, surprised because I thought I was Demi not Thor.
My grandson gives me that “look” “Is my avatar doing well?” I implore
We go rapidly from Pleasant Park to Neo Titled. My head is spinning.
By the time we reached Salty Springs the other team was winning?
I am a lot better now, and my grandson comes to see what I will buy.
I get packages he needs for pets, emoji’s, things I can supply.
I am usually Demi, and Bel has grown fond of Thanos or Black Hybrid.
We play with whatever team dares play us until we asleep or fall down dead.
There are times i wonder if you care
If you notice what I wear
My head is spinning in circles with every dare
My life is going now where with every stare
An I don't know where to go
I'm so confused with everyday
I'm not sure what to think or say
Questions why do i feel this way
I'll probably never know
Maybe someday I will
My head is spinning,
I know no matter what I won't end up winning.
Because life is a game with no winners,
Life is a game that only consists of losers.
It’s a game that we all play,
But not a game we choose to.
A game we must play for a least a little while,
We can end this game.
Most choose not to end but to continue,
Hoping one day they will beat the game.
But there are too many levels that one shall never complete,
Because no one can win the game of life.
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