S-haring
H-eartfelt
A-crostic
K-eeps
I-ts
R-eaders
A-mazed
N-icely
A-dvacing
N-ame's
D-elight
I-n
N-oble
I-ntent
Topic: Birthday of poetess Dr Shakira Nandini (August 05)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
shakira, birthday, poetess,
Form: Acrostic
Structured is how she is built
Hopeful that every day will bring a brighter sun
Always thankful for what she has and not complaining about what she lacks
Kind to all that are kind to her
Immune to lies, she can see right through them
Realistic is how she lives and sees
Always helping those who need it
Categories:
shakira, character,
Form: Name
She's my sermon on Sunday
My fun day on Monday
A ribbon in the sky
we tie for Tuesday
Wednsday, I don't need to say
She's like Shakira
and loves the way hips
speak truth and sway
drunk off that 100 proof.
At it again Thursday
Ladies night, turnt up
before the weekend begins.
Friday we thank God,
another week added,
rolling a week's worth of events
on Saturday, so come Sunday
the church can say amen.
Day in and day out,
she's what I'm talking about.
Categories:
shakira, blessing, for her, religious,
Form: Free verse
I've never been one to nosey but
Looking through my net curtains
I just happened to have a pair of binoculars in my hand
I'm a curious kinda man
Ooh you wouldn't believe the things I've seen
Not being a gossip of course
It's so posh around here the mail is personally
Delivered by the Queen
And across my vast sprawling country estate
Someone's skinny dipping in my lake
I think I'll choose a masserati today
And wave at the peasants on my way.
There goes Dietrich on her penny farthing
Listening to some Hank Marvin
Toqyen is drunk again
Casarah is walking her lama
Tim has just worked out at the gym
And Jan is looking nice and Trim
Peter and Vera
are in the garden
Singing Shakira
Poet destroyer is cutting the grass
Ooh she has a lovely fast
Mower that lass.
There goes Mary Jo on her pogo stick
She doesn't look too well hope she's not sick
Over there prince Harry is having a party again
A fancy dress
And he's dressed as hen
Well folks Think I'll get in my hot tub full of champagne
And wait until tomorrow
When I can spy again.
Peter Dome. copyright. 2014. Sept.
Categories:
shakira, class, crazy, england, eve,
Form: Free verse
Its laughing out loud in a silent room
when everyone turns to look at you...
Its hearing your favorite song for the tenth time,
pretending to be Shakira, at the red light.
Watching a father with his children
throwing them in the air then catching them.
When the only fear you knew
was how high he'd throw you before he caught you.
Intoxicating little wonderfuls.
Kittens catching fireflies.
Runaway balloons flying high.
Tipping of your canoe.
Is tipping cows something people really do?
When the storm blew the electric
and Mom said isn't this the lovliest?
Hearing your brother
tell your mother
she'd done alright.
Mom you did good.
Mom you did so good
and we all cried.
These are
these are...
life is so hard
but these are
intoxicating little wonderfuls.
Laughing out loud in a silent room
watching a red runaway balloon...
Categories:
shakira, happiness, lifered,
Form: Ballade
Top ten things in my life I want
For these things continue to haunt
So here we go I start off with love
Someone to be there when push comes to shove
Next I want the pleasure to be crowned
A voice for the world of the undergrownd
Third I want an IPOD I cant afford it
Then I want sobriety, for the drug world I already explored it
Number five, I want enlightenment
To continually learn brings excitment
Six is so underrated
Keep the past and the present completly seperated
So seven must be to trust me
I want to know I can rely on my family
To be married to Shakira must be number eight
Baby if you dont want commitment at least give me a date
Number nine, I think I just want a nice car
And number ten I want to remove my scar
A scar left by my past actions
I hope you liked this I want your reactions
Categories:
shakira, lifeworld, drug,
Form: I do not know?
What is love, what is love, what is love?
It's the way you make feel whenever I see you dance.
You look like you should be in Hollywood.
You move your hips like Shakira and with a body like yours,
I can't help but to stare and gaze into your eyes.
I have an knack for letting down the people I love and care for.
What's messed up and changed around without a vital sign.
I walk alone on a boulevard of broken hearts.
Walking down the street you're all that's on my mind.
If I could just gaze into your eyes one more time, I know this time we'll get it right.
Categories:
shakira, confusion, girlfriend-boyfriend
Form: Lyric