Oxygen to breathe,.
Regrow biomes, not too late,
Reafforestate.
Seasons
the Earth's rotations
the Earth's revolution
Seasons
the full moon
the half and crest moon
the moon's revolution.
Industrial revolution
man's achievement
Industrial revolution
Earth's doom
Industrial revolution
Man's demise
Man's gain, Oxygen's loss
Environment's loss
Carbon's gain
Green House gases
Ozone's nemesis.
(Written on the 20th of March, 2015)
Flash floods, prolonged droughts
Ozone's nemesis
Excessive heat, extreme cold
Ozone's nemesis.
Every tree felling
Is Oxygen's loss
Is Carbon's gain
Ozone layer depletion
Humanity losing out
In the end game.
The lush green mountains
Admire golden glow skies
Gives breathe of fresh air.
If sound waves
travel the air waves
do we breath them in
like oxygen
to sustain us?
Do they foul up
our bodily functions
like politicians foul up
the body politic
and don't get caught?
Breath in breath out
go to sleep
and pay no attention
to the monsters
under the bed!
A fish out of water is dead,
unlike the famous expression
where it just means uncomfortable.
Fish can’t survive without water.
Water is survival for fish-
a fish out of water is dead.
Their small gills fill with oxygen-
that is how they breathe in and out.
The fishes' food is in water
algae- red, green, brown, other fish.
A fish out of water is dead,
cause water means food, food is life.
It may be home to predators,
it may host gatherings for trash,
humans might go fishing there, but
a fish out of water is dead.
Where ever she goes the cameras loom.
They're on to the scent of her perfume.
She sucks the oxygen from the room..
Forever in the public eye, all daily movements scrutinized.
She must dot all x's and circle her y's
Transparent as a bronze gold fish.
Isolated, observed, on a petri dish,
craving for some privacy, a daily wish..
She pulls up her quilt and sleeps until noon,
aware of the face she'll be wearing soon.
She sucks the oxygen from the room.
Let's reafforestate,
It is never too late,
Make an oxygen emitter,
An anti-plastic transmitter,
Atmosphere deranged,
Redress climate change,
Over to millenial brains,
Or we're all down the drain,
Some hi-tech savvy way,
Let's all start today!
As you can see I am very big,...
One of the biggest forests in the world.
I belong to a major league
Of chief forests of the veld.
I pack, daily, tons of oxygen
Which I release to the atmosphere.
That gas, along with nitrogen,
Needs replenishment as part of air.
In here you can pick things to eat right away
But most of my gifts to the world
Are not visible day to day
Though by them life's pillars are held.
I have mentioned world oxygen.
There are also pulp and paper,
Many ingredients used in medicine
As well as your flora and fauna!
We are called the lungs of the planet,
And as such we should be respected;
But we are facing the worst challenge yet:
By men's schemes we're being decimated!
What is most loathsome of all
Is when men use us in their wars.
They detonate and fire their wherewithal
And leave bad memories and scars!
Go and warn your fellow men
That original features like us
Have been ever here since Eden
And tampering with us is dangerous!
This way
I’ll remember you always
Your sweetness
Your warmth
The love
It took me on such a journey to see you
To have you by my side
Yet I was blind all these years
Strange ways is life
Reasons out of my control
Following a path
I was there you were there
Yet it took years to fall
To fall for each other
To feel our two hearts beat out of our chest
Thumping towards each other
My eyes wide open, my heart ready to feel yours
Mysteries of life
Path crisscross
Hearts pass
Hearts land on love
Souls connect
It’s her face with such a smile
I take in
Like oxygen she is my life
The breath I need every day of my life
My feelings for her
She is Breathless
When you break down the
top headline story
Into the simplest of terms
No human being on earth
Even a child could not misinterpret
Or fail to understand
When and what the newsreader
is actually saying
And yes you did hear those words
come out of his or her mouth
We don't have or have run out
of oxygen
In effect what they are actually
saying
Is the most abundant thing
on earth
Above food or water or even
dry land
We have run out of
Well riddle me this or am
in fact proposing the most
Stupid of questions in the
history of manking
If that statement you just made
was in any way true
In the next 10 minutes
Every living species
Without the ability of oxygen
to breath
Is
Dead
Extinct
city life
with colorful
neon signs
of aluminum
exhaust -
an asphalt jungle
without charm
06/07/2021
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I live
to breathe
in her love
She is
the oxygen
I am starving
for in my lungs
I look into her eyes
and see a reflection
of my soul staring
back into me
I breathe her love in
I breathe it out
I take each breath
as if it's my last
I've breathed the
magic potion of love
I crave her like a candle
craves oxygen at
the onset of darkness
I crave her
the love of my life
I crave her the only
way I have ever known
how
I become a drowning man
struggling to breathe
I gasp for her love
she possesses my heart
and soul
She is the only
oxygen I know
when she kisses me
I get oxygen out of
each kiss
Those kisses that sends
messages to my toes
and fingertips
She kisses the right
things at the right time
then kisses the things
she missed
When I breathe
my soul slips from me
and goes into her
wraps itself around her
all night, like the breath
of the moon
Her breath is like
a small night wind
dries my cheeks
we talk in touches
Her soft breasts
brown nipples dimpling
and I am gone into mist
I breathe her oxygen
her lips spilled rising
That is why I carry
my love of her
as constant as any sun
deep in my heart...
Gasping for air with no oxygen to spare
Fill my lungs with your love
Tease me touch me just please give me air
Let my lips just once taste your lips of love
I look from afar at your beauty
Wanting and needing to hold you
My lungs are empty I need your lips
For just one simple kiss
Do you wish my death?
I cannot live without you
Why can’t you see me in this corner of love?
My last wish is one small kiss
Before my air disappears
You lick the tendons of my oxygen-
sucking away my breath bit by bit,
heartbeat by heartbeat-
I am drained like a broken thermometer,
mercury spilling onto the floor
like a small pool of ink.
There is no remedy -
hope has sailed its sinking ship
and I sit around silently
like egg-shell white paint
drying on the living room walls.
Effacing myself was never a choice
so I drifted away from you
like a blue balloon flying away
from a child's distraught hand.
Two joined elements swirl around
Into its lungs with wisp of sound
Turning its blood from blue to red
Preserving life as cells are sped
And though not regnant is the right
Concentration to give it flight
From inertness so its mind
Can pursue and happiness find
If not enough then judgments slow
And other gasses overflow
Causing bones and muscles to shout
Till its progress quickly flames out
But if too much its lungs grow weak
Slowing its independence streak
Making the tissues distended
Weight that was never intended
Breathe just enough of life’s tonic
To perfuse a fit republic
Ever poor so it can’t ruin us
Ever meek so it won’t rule us
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