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PRESERVE RELUSH- Choose Wisely your What Guards
Your Heart for We are Products of our Environment
The rain mine tears, earthen grounds lusted flesh
I am that I am a light
I am that I am in His sight
Created soul I so shine ever bright
Terrain grounds fervent rains swollen trees
Non disant I am that I am
Heavenly being shining bright- I am light
Darkness please there be nothing in creation
Stand though I am in the atmosphere environment
Nothing on this Earth or universe
Nothing shall in me be dispersed
For God in you, with you, you're the wise shielding part
That guards my heart
As I am a product of our environment
I Choose Wisely what God's my heart
4th Place Win in Contest
10/17/23
For pick a topic sentence poetry contest
Sponsored by Miranda Hawley
came the first world war
then disease and depression
followed by more war
science fiction books
reigned stories of future times
of rule by machines
good bad indifferent
like the day the earth stood still
with gort put in charge
nazi fascist thoughts
military robots rule
sheesh...just thought of that
stan sand
Why, if having a heart and heaving with its flow
On high tides, riding its waves with a majestic pretence
And accepting its falls with humble palms
Makes of me a fool, one stupid enough as to be used,
Pray, know that my feelings, in the very end, are that
Which allow me to live, as humanly as anyone on Earth would!
My pains are similar to those felt by the rest of the world
Same goes for my joys,
And that makes of life a prison, senseless and meaningless,
Revolving on itself without purpose, taking us
There where the road ends, propelling us not on the way forward,
Rather, pushing us back to those same bold waves we have been
Riding on!
Is this the essence of life then? whispered my tears to the wind,
We fight battles that are not worth fighting for,
We stress ourselves out only to emerge as losers
Why, we live, only to die, as if we were raw materials, needed
To create products, which once used, and abused of,
Can be recycled, mercilessly!
If this is life's meaning, then, pray, glorious be Inexistence's peace!
27 Feb 2019
Miniature products as give aways
Would you really want them I say
If you buy $30 of groceries
When you collect them as you please
And in the future the question they will ask
What the hell are these and what was their task
Some scientist will come up with a story
That will bask it in its days of glory.
© Paul Warren Poetry
'Tis sad...
I'm scared that I'm mad,
'Tis bad.
When I heard that you fled
My heart bled,
Hope that you're glad.
Can't close my eye, hope you realize.
Thought you were mine, what a fool
Said our future would intertwine, we would rule
Our dreams would combine
Guess it was just the wine
Pure lies
Told me "Baby, we'll fly to the skies,
Touch the stars,
Raise bars,
Invade Mars" Do you remember?
I prayed hard,
Sounded like a coward ,
Acted like a retard ,
Never wanting to be without you.
Then out of the blue,
Even before I knew
Like in the day morning dew...
What happened dude?
Time lost in vain,
Left alone with the pain.
Wet, not from rain.
What did you gain?
I'm the only one insane,
You're to blame
I know it's lame
Doesn't even have a name
Damn I hate this game.
She beams
Fulfilled her dreams
In total bliss
Her life is swiss
You've reached your destination
Now hold your celebration!
The Products Get Smaller and Smaller
By Elton Camp
Every time that we go to the store
Containers hold less than before
This is only a hidden price increase
A practice that truly needs to cease
For it will hurt all in coming days
When there’s no cost of living raise
Sometimes the shape will change
Slyly cutting contents to arrange
A bubble at the bottom does the same
This type dirty trick is a rotten shame
Maybe the box is the same size still
But the contents woefully fail to fill
This practice we shouldn’t tolerate
May a sales loss be the cheater’s fate
Who said I'm not dead?
Maybe its in your head
Maybe my sickness is your disease
Put to ease, bed rest and all
Doctor said to get control
Teacher said police were back
Lets put myth to fact
I use your products, no problem
Passed through the scams
No big deal
So what is real?
You can't blame it on the drugs
We've been tripping a long time
Admit it
Lets puff the dragon
Pass the mystic
Eclipse the wave
Winning all we can save
nike ,polo ,gucci and such
designers are almost everywhere
and we go out and buy their product
only to make them millionaires
running to the malls constantly spending
so that we can fit in
and as soon as we think we're trending
they come out with a whole new trend
trying to keep up with the newest fashions
so we can look the way they feel
(think)
if we had put our ideals to action
we could feel that way for real
but while they were out there movin fast
we sat around watching soaps and sports
now they're sitting back counting their cash
and we're a day late and a dollar short,,,,,,
You caress me
Sweetly.
Your fingers cool
On my throat.
How I long
To escape into
Your smooth embrace.
You're like
A pearl.
Precious.
Light and flawless.
My mind
Is lingering
On your memory.
Your touch,
Soft and rich.
Just the two of us,
No one else in the world.
And it seems...
No one can love me
the way you do.
I should
Probably
Stop drinking
The half-and-half.
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