Amazon's delivery prime
Anything to anywhere your choice
Key to success always on time
FedEx an international voice
Been around for many a year
Reputation of being Rolls-Royce
D H L delivers far and near
Commercial opportunity founders sussed
Parcels will arrive have no fear
United Parcel Service a must
Another outfit comes into play
U P S organisations trust
Millions of parcels worldwide every day
Delivery logistics work come what may
The light in my heart, the spark in my soul.
The first is the one, the second the whole.
Hear, hear, I’m heaven-sent!
Open up your heart, and see
Not the message that was meant
But a parcel that is me
Put away the wrapping paper
Sit me down on the floor
I’m a drinker, you’re a vaper
And we always want some more
Till our heads will overload
Eyes get dim, the hour’s late
Through the air we come afloat
Cause in sleep we levitate
Flying by the Chiltern hills
Over the enchanted moon
Over the angelic mills
We will not return too soon
To your land of hopeless glory
To the garden in the sun
In the night we have no worry
I’m a parcel you have won.
Provision-purchases
Prevail
Paper-bags pull-apart
Preferably
Possible process...
Endeavors
Easily executed
Ending these is
Endless
Endeavor...
Seen dead
They resurrect
Restlessly
Leisurely linger like
Spirits of sinners...
Like the flesh of creatures
Creatures cannot
Consume these
Exist eternally
As ecological errands...
Carrying them to
Carry my provisions
Continue
Intentions Immobilize
Impotently!
A brown paper parcel
Appeared at my door
Just lying outside
There on the floor
As I picked it up
It rattled a bit
I gave it a shake
What was in it?
I had to wonder
Who was it from
It might not be safe
It might be a bomb
I gingerly tore
The paper away
It did make me curious
I really must say
I finally discovered
The object inside
It was now exposed
It could no longer hide
So what was this thing?
That was sent to me
Maybe one day
I'll let you see
I had to look up from the
forest floor to find my way
Though, lost in marvel,
my eyes "did" want to stay
Across the forest floor
decay danced with birth
Circled rings within grain
measure years of worth
My pace raced through a
forest of thought, save face
Unraveling roots traced and
laced with leaf lay waste
Thorn and vine thickets
gave chase to slowed pace
With newly lifted eyes
I see where I've been, was,
and am
Yet this parcel strains
In vain where it stands
Unreceived Parcel
I have sent your parcel Please be patient
Your curtain hooks have been sent
It's on its way
Yes sir, I have sent it
I will make a special deliver
Through the dark forces of night
In horse and cart
Await me at 2 am tonight
Leave the window slightly ajar
I will ring three chimes on my arrival
With your special delivery
Slide open the window
Look down You will see me standing there with your parcel
Slowly on your toes
Push forward and slide out the window
Reach for me
Then you will have your parcel
I will have delivered the goods
Your wife will have curtain hooks to hang the curtains
Then your curtains will be closed forever
I will place roses on your grave
Sending you a graceful goodbye
Delivering, your unreceived goods
All we are part and parcel of the world
see all are tiny soul droplets of the whole
to enter in to pure insight demands to wash outer sight
everything will be clearly seen then the reality
so to rebuild resurrect purify again and again
no matter the positions where we lie
feel keep the whole world on soft small palms
see yourself with in it from every angles
feel yours only yours you are of yourself only
in your yourself all yourselves are related own
God asks to reach His purposed destination
At the station was a handsome parcel shifter...
Several parcels on his trolley,
and an eye for me.
Oh the depth of his blue eyes!
Even an ocean would not have that blue...
He had his mouth slightly open... to speak?
But I was shy and looked down at his parcels,
and began counting them in my head
as if I were his Inventory Controller...
as if he had done something wrong.
"Oh yes, five parcels,
and you should carry six!"
Later, I thought about his mouth, slightly open,
and gave him words to say, like,
"Where have you been all my life?
Let me kiss you in the Parcel Office."
Then I would have smiled,
and hoped my undies were worthy of inspection.
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8/5/2015
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A parcel came to my address
But it was wrapped in colorful papers.
It looks so splendid.
With card of value a hard board tagged.
Gift offered indeed.
Where love of ray sets smile for a long.
Gift is a book of song.
She knows that I can sing a song with tune of melody.
When searched song of melancholy.
Her splendid gift wrapped with colorful paper reached to long.
She knew it very well that splendid gift will be book of song.
When my mail will be reach for receipt of gift.
Will whispers to friends and colleagues that my song will be broadcast.
Again letter will come to telecast.
S he will be near television to look me fast.
Saroj khan[sakha]
In the mail came the clay
It was addressed to me they say
When opened, the parcel
Really stunk , Had this marvel
Been untimely parcelled
Address been wrong
Surely there was some
That didn't bong
The post was contacted
Since it was sent
Postage pre-paid
Just be content
Accept it with gladness
Do with it what you can
Don't you understand
This is for you woman
It will help you into
The promise land
Patience is promised
This is unfinished.
Self control also
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