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TrUtH bE HeArTh TrUtH bE ToLd

Its like you always have the last word
And nothing then ever gets resolved
At times what you say seems slurred
Though still what you have said bold

Makes me feel like a complete nerd
As again l am left back out in cold
Though what now seems so obserd
I choose silver though you still gold

And l ask how this ever occured
When upset ,you l so want to hold
Yet the truth then be really heard
Like you say ?if the truth be told


A follow on from open ended
About past relationship

That One Friend

From being the sunshine chaos
To the survival of a walking corpse
From pouring all her seasons to that one friend
To pretending like nothing happened
Chanted the name a million times to her girls
Was curious,excited and never tired of taking calls
The time never occured important
Neither the place nor the content
All shattered once she accepted 
That she was never even considered
Little did she know, it was all in her head
She was never special, just not dead.
Hilarious jokes,the never ending roasts
All she ever wanted was a one that lasts
Did it though?
This poem wouldn't have been emerged if it did
Two different worlds they lived
Managed to fit in, quietly adrift.
Thought she could turn the distance into a gift.
The magic was unrequited, 
Though it was pointless, she confronted
Pushed through her limits to make it work
Atleast she revered the fading arc...

Premium Member When Facing The Other Of The Choice Between Evils

Regardless Of Which Occured,
At Least The Other Evil
Didn't Occur In The Way You
You Had Feared, Or Worse!

Oh, Could Be WoRseWoRse WORSE!
Every Time!

HOORAYYYY!!!

Don't Mention It.

Yippeee...

-Gray Squirrel

03-04-2026


Premium Member MON TEESA MON THE CURSE OF THE CARIBBEAN BAKERY

RASTA MY ASSASIN MURDERED AT MY FEET RETURNED WITH A PILE OF GRAVEYARD DIRT SEARCHING FOR THE OWNERS OF THE BAKERY A BAKERY ALREADY SOLD SWINDLED FROM THE OWNER IN THE END A CURSE PUT UPON ANYONE WHO TRIES TO CLAIM THE BAKERY TANGIBLE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL AFTER THE KILLING OF RASTA ANDREW THE BODY GUARD WAS FORCED TO MARRY THE DEAD MANS SISTER THIS MARRAIGE IN HELL WOULD LAST ONLY IF THE BODY GUARD NEVER SHOW INTEREST IN THE QUEEN HE SAVED THE BODY GUARD JAMAICAN FEMALE DESIGNED A ROOT ON HIS LIFE FORSAKENED WITH 9 NAILS 9 PINS 9 NEEDLES SADLY GRAVEYARD DIRT SHOES FROM THE INTENDED VICTIM OF WITCH CRAFT BACKFIRED BECAUSE THE BODY GUARDS HEART BELONGED TO THE QUEEN THIS ALLOWED THE VOODOO TO ATTACK THE BODY GUARD WITH SUDDEN MULTIPLE STROKES THE MORAL OF THIS STORY NEVER MAKE DEALS WITH THE DEVIL TANGIBLE LESSONS OCCURED WHILE RASTA ANDREW RETURNED FROM THE GRAVE WALKING BACKWARDS FAR FROM JAH FAR FROM HIS ROOTS

Tomes of Twi

a curious coin flipped free and fell forever fishing forgotten wondrous waves woven wide in a wishing well. 
on it wandered heeding head and telling tale of a decisive certain self as written in "the tomes of twi," 
(tw0 t1mes as binary transcribed, preserved there once for each possible i) 
deep deep down in mother drowned the coin where by and by 
such hopeful heat grew glorious great and there where through and through 
rock flows into and knows each other as it's one true self. 
the coin once tossed now at a loss for ways as it draws near: 
it felt the sway it knew so clear at start was at an end. 
no longer flipped, but rather dripped, 
as the heart it did approach with glee. 
shuddering round and up and down it came to rest right here: 
and here, the tomes of twi concur, some miracle occured...
for as a dot. 
will light a line
the coin this time did rightly left decree:
to be nothing more than mystery?
the one true way, as some might say, 
was told that day upon a sphere, 
and there we see ourselves entwined 
upon a perfect mirror.

Premium Member Special people

Jackie who was permanently stuck in the twos after
a childhood vaccine that was due..
Larry's addiction and prior crimes that led to his
affliction and wheel chair confine.
Bill who struggled with his c.p., only hoping that
others could see beyond his disability..
Joe whose institutional blows caused stuttering,
frustration and angry explodes..
Carol whose Asperger's left her obsessed compulsively
dialing strangers on her ex boyfriend quest..
George who got an inner thrill by chasing trash trucks
until they turned on the hill..
Phil who in public would stop and beg to touch the
calf of a woman's leg..
Barbara with her theatrical flare who craved full attention
every where..
Howard who lost his serenity when any change occured
in his vicinity..
James and his life long obsession with Marlboro lights
and fake wrestling..
Our society labels them developmentally delayed but
many were the best friends I've ever made..


Premium Member Here are the rules

Men rule women
Beauty rules men
where it all started
I don't know where to begin

If you need someone 
to say the words
here they are
they have occured

It's late at night 
and you've been served
Is there any delight 
in what you've heard

Or do these words
come disturbed
unwanted in the way
the way they occurred

Have you with me 
sleep disturbed
my carress awaking
sleeping nerves

trying not to bother 
the next days due
My selfish desires
to add to your clues

Yes it's the tenderness
yes it is you
yes it is love
my arms ensue

to maybe embrace
and use kisses too
to feel my need
my need of you

what more to come 
it will be new
but shackled are my arms
for next touch of you

Men rule women
and beauty rule men
Long shall be the duty
of each to just give in

Anathema Woman

Her independence deferred
          History wipe, silenced in denial 
          Component of family unit secure
          Current form stands as emblem
          Entirety kindly quiet unheard
  

          Cleansed of horror occured
          Corpses buried won't stand trial
          Heinous parade she could endure 
          Hosts pretense without problem
          Outline dent, identity blurred


          Safe matriarch role preferred
          Sedating sandarac sent via smile
          Dizzying aphrodisiac calamine cure
          Disarming smooth cabochon gem
          Exhibits traits 1950's referred

    
          Dissolved scrag, unburdened
          Drama curtains pull closing titles
          Screenplay prosperity props are pure
          Scripted mid century holds them
          Outcast character murdered



          
           Eleventh of New Year Era

Premium Member One Shoe Doesn'T Fit All

Dear Mr. Pfizer,
  I wish I'd been a whole lot wiser..
One year ago I got your vaccine
and things happened to be that weren't forseen..
The first night of the shot my vision blurred
and retina damage sadly occured..
The eye doctor said there's a hole in my macular.
I can't see it but hope it's spectacular..
The retina specialist thought I had a disease
and wouldn't listen to my self-advocacy..
One year later now I'm happy to say the hole
is still there but no disease came my way. I
won't get your boosters. I hope that's okay?

Premium Member The Jackpot

In this day and age
It's so easy to become rich
Companies are willingly ready
To give away riches beyond belief
All it takes is a new scheme
That hasn't occured to them before
Simple???
Brain power is all it takes
Everyone has it
Just need to dig down deep enough
Trust me...
One of my sons has hit the jackpot

My Poems Clear and Explicit

For my poetry reading today.

No sense in rhyming my poems.
Words must be clear and explicit.
There message a meaning explains.
Why it happened and had occured.

Keep poems safe sane and secure,
Also short and simple while sweet.
Set an example for others to follow
Free from sin and prepare new home.

God has a huge home in heaven
Speak so dear and perfectly clear.
Someday soon you will see my son
While waiting in heaven to meet you.

Now can relax and worry no more,
Knowing what God has done for me
Which was that I should realize.
Should again and again exercise.

Perfect Silhouette

She was the poem I always wanted to express
The perfect amount of words 
Never too excess
So filtered with unrest 
Captured hearts 
& wanted for theft
The soft sound of whispers 
Occured under her breath 
The Rumbles of thunder 
Was heard in the west
She swore to never love another
Her Amore tore into her chest
She paused like a stutter         
When she heard his first step
He was tall & under cover
Marked with claws of Regret
He would not fall for another Lover
Until he saw her he wept
They were meant for each other
So in love with intent
No time to recover
They had already met
Rainbows saw with every color
On the walls of their silhouette

A Self Righteous Believer

every year on the day of my birth
you showed what your friendship was worth 
making every effort to swerve and avert 
being present because something occured 
always last minute and out of your hands 
a need to meet the demand and abandon 
blagging bad like a selfish mad man 
then your birthday comes like a coronation 
crowned king of the nation with expectation 
we should all make a day of the celebration 
stop what we're doing to avoid complication 
and that sets the tone painting the bigger picture 
because if we didn't enter your home you wouldn't feature 
selfish in your zone doing nothing for people 
just lie and smoke homegrown thinking yourself a leader
more intelligent than the rest whose minds are feeble 
helping them through life a self righteous believer

What's It Going To Be

Time flies.
Unrelenting.
Unseen by most people. 
Felt by those paying attention.
Time speeding up
Same few hours, same minutes
Faster

Time lies.
Things you thought known, 
Memories you have stored.
Different than they occured.
If stored at all.
Deep down in the archives,
Fragments

Time cries
Unheard knocking
Sailed ships float abandoned
Opportunities untaken
Destiny changed
Altered by decisions
Wrong turns.

It's time
Never too late
Forget the past- it's gone
Live in the moment- seize your dream
Finish your book
With a  grande finale
Your way. 

Right now
This very moment
Don't dare procrastinate
Tomorrow is not guaranteed!
Your legacy
Depends on you today
Time flies.

Today Is the Tomorrow of Yesterday

I am not the me I use to be
Changes have for long occured... can't you see
Yesterday I work for a better tomorrow, 
And that tomorrow is today if you don't know
I am going to live today like there is no other
For today is the benefit of yesterday's suffer.

Each and everyday when I wake up
Make my tomorrow better is all I think of,
Going to the gym working my muscles to be strong and thicker,
Then the library so I could gain knowledge and become wiser,
Toiling the soil, planting new seed
And today I will harvest the grains it yield

Everyday people work hard planning for a better tomorrow 
And when the tomorrow arrives they never know,
Instead they make plans for another tomorrow
By living today in sorrow 

And that tomorrow may never come that for sure
No matter how hard you work and for it you plan for,
So make the most out of each and every day 
For today is the tomorrow of yesterday.

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