An empty room
Standing center stage
She waited for her cue
bassoon in hand
She breathed life into
"MI Stro" a ballad by
Piffston Grisser"
A song which curated
More than four minutes
She incorporated
" it's gotta be"
by Danny Dewmore
A very popular song
To the delight of those
In attendance and to those
Who were to view the film
The staff stood and applauded
She bowed and smiled
And then letter the stage.
I heard one saying "she wowed us"
Her male factor spoke whisper to
Her "I should be nervous to lose you
to someone who is as talented as you"
He kissed her. We found it to be romantic.
The reliance of performance allows us
To speak of you as "the deal sealer"
You have mourned in triumph to get the part!
We spoke this moment as her "monomythwhere
The bassoonist has arrived at stardom!
Categories:
sealer, beautiful, business, character, music,
Form: Ballade
In a back room in downtrodden and sleazy Manila
On the table cards money and a bottle of Tequila
Fortune lay in the hands of Jose the crooked dealer
Had piercing eyes and a nose like a broken tortilla
As if he had been groomed with a potatoe peeler
Always had an ace up his sleeves this amazing dealer
But to even the game his foes applied silicon sealer
To his coat and bankrupted the dishonest stealer
He found his comeuppance and glue was the healer
Gone were his days as slick professional concealer
He now resides in a prison cell in a disused castilla
Bread and water for him and no more grenadilla
30th December 2019
Categories:
sealer, integrity,
Form: Monorhyme
Surely before your worldly reception
And even before the act of conception
Our Lord already had a plan for you
And with His Own Hand it was your heart that He drew
Why would anyone continue to just carelessly drift
Away from the One who gave such a glorious gift
For even though you do exist, you really have so little control
Except in the destiny of your very own soul
For after death your soul will continue to live on forever
And the end of your existence, that would be never
Your own existence won’t end even as your body will die
But this part of your life will determine where you will lie
So make sure that while you are still down here
You realize the choices and see them clear
Do this in the present before it’s too late
For death is the sealing of everyone’s fate
Categories:
sealer, death, , fate,
Form: Rhyme
I was once happily lying in your arms
Mislead by all your charms
Was sleeping peacefully and now that I wake
My body begins to shake
Loved you more than words can say
Never thought it would end this way
You said that you would never leave
Took my heart and soul, you thief
Whilst trying to be a little more civilized
It really hurt when I realized
I have failed to give the world my love as such
Because of loving you too much
And now I am here and I’m all alone
My heart has turned to stone
All the joy was replaced with pain
Will I ever learn to love again
They say that time is the greatest healer
To me it is more like a sealer
It covers feelings such as pain and dismay
But it does not take them away
I still love you and am hurting every day
My thoughts are with you all the way
Even though I know that you are gone
My heart will never really move on
Categories:
sealer, pain, heart, heart, love,
Form: Rhyme
Our world’s vacuum of a better half I thought
My search of universe reveals that
When price couples exchange is tears
Mime of the shadow’s image of pirated love at alter
Then I mourn the death of love
Then I mourn lovers that never find love
Now that all hope lost in search
At the verge of returning seal to the sealer
You sneak in through the hole of my needle
Then you let me in to the hidden love that I crave for
Categories:
sealer, passion, love, universe,
Form: Romanticism
Your body men desire
It fills them full of fire
They want so much
To feel the touch
The gifts you have for hire.
You walk the streets so dark
Your future bleak and stark
You work for bugs
To buy the drugs
That really hit the mark.
Your pimp is a drug dealer
A professional money stealer
You feel the pain
Hooked on cocaine
He is your true fate-sealer.
You passing nobody to mourn
Thirty years since you were born
You only know your punter
Who really was your hunter
But it’s you the people scorn!
Categories:
sealer, funeral, people, sad, drug,
Form: Limerick