Is Putin going Kaput
He has morbid losers look
Some Russian soldiers have had enough,
Of this slaughter and murder stuff
Whatever they were fighting for
They are weary, sick of war
They can no longer understand
Why they are fighting for a piece of land
A land where fellow Russian dwell
Putin has made a living hell
Putting his comrades at risk
Naughty Putin Tsk, Tsk, Tsk.
You deserve that worried frown,
You have let your country down
I don't think you will have a friend
When you meet your tragic end.
One thing that is becoming clear
There will be no winners here,
Win or lose: It was all for nil
I pray it's you who swallow the pill
The pill that tastes very bitter
And it makes you a dummy spitter!
Put Out With Each Word
We had been put out with each word,
That occurred, endured and reassured,
After a test,
He did digest;
Form his mental condition could be cured.
Jim Horm
Put Out Each Fire
While I will grow old and then did retire,
Should always try to put out each fire;
A job complete;
Than maker meet;
Moments meant much in all their entire.
Jim Horn
If the earth is getting too hot
Nothing you can do will stop
The earth from getting hot
Before you start what must begun
Make it easy, Put out the Sun
OH THE ANGER THAT ARISES IN ME SOMETIMES,
IT’S LIKE A WILD FIRE,
FLARING THOSE DEADLY FLAMES,
AWAITING TO FIND SOMEONE TO BURN,
SO MANY PEOPLE TRY TO TOUCH IT,
ALL HAVE FAILED,
YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES CRASHED AND BURNED,
THERE IS ONE THOUGH,
EVERY TIME HE SPEAKS TO ME…
HE PUTS THAT ENRAGED FIRE OUT,
GOES FROM THE FLAME OF HELL TO THE ASHES OF HEAVEN,
POURING THAT MAGIC WATER ON THE DEADLY FIRE THAT WAS
UNSTOPPABLE,
WHY HE GOT THAT SPECIAL TALENT…
I HAVE NO IDEA.
NOR DO I KNOW WHERE SHE OBTAINED IT TOO,
THE SOOTHING SOUND OF HER VOICE,
IT BRINGS ME TO FULL ATTENTION,
AT THAT MOMENT SHE’S THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS TO ME,
WHATEVER SHE SAYS I CANNOT REFUSE,
I IMMEDIATELY OBIED,
SEEMS TO BE A BUILT IN INSTINCT,
IF THERE’S A GOD IN HEAVEN THEN…
SHE’S MAGICAL OR DOES SHE HAVE IT NATURALLY?
A HEART OF GOLD I NEVER BELIEVED IN,
NOW I DO…BECAUSE OH WHEN THAT ANGER ARISES IN ME,
SHE PULLS IT OUT AS SOON AS IT’S STARTED,
THAT SAVES ME MANY PROBLEMS,
IT MAKES ME VERY FOND OF HER,
GOOD TO KNOW THERE ARE SUCH PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD,
BUT NO ONE WILL EVER TAKE HER PLACE,
THAT PLACE SHE FOUND IN MY HEART.
we swirl around each other
in conversation
we dance with one another
with our eyes
yet ...
we always hold back
we speak in reverse
like-
"already involved"
"involved already"
"coming out of a bad one"
"a bad one coming out"
"not my type"
"type me not"
"you seem great, but i just can't "
"i can't justify your seeming great"
"there is no chemistry"
"chemistry is no where"
i wish there was more
because we know
better
but ...
ah ...
the desperate souls
... they speak from a tongue that is older than
sanskrit
and in this
we all just want to feel alive
and connected
to the expanse
called the universe
INFINITY
yeeaahh!
Put out the lights, then, and let the nightfall reign;
Wind down the clock, then, and mount the wooden hill;
Pull down the shades, then, and blank the window pane;
Set down the book, then, upon the window sill.
Curl in the sheets, then, and drift into the dark;
Sink in the bed, then, and keel into the deep;
Dream of our love, then, and hear the dawning lark;
Rise from the depths, then, and shake the clinging sleep.
Take out the trash, then, into the daylight glare;
Walk in the sun, then, and hunger for my kiss;
Stand on the grass, then, and breathe the scented air;
Think about me, then, and warmly reminisce.
Put out the lights, then, when twilight dims the day;
Sit in the chair, then, and ponder far and wide;
Think about me, then, who loves you far away;
I will be with you, then, forever by your side.
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