Little darling, thy fada wears a garland of frowns,
The breda must explain their jokes to him across the night,
Worry devours his heart,his wallet emptied of light,
Fallen sistrins and soaring debts weigh him down.
Parasitic friends,the firewater that hauls him down,
Your mada' open relationship haunts him without end
You poor black girl,his paternal duty no hand can mend,
So little darling,mockingbird sings sagacity' gentle crown.
'' Motivate him'',cries nightingale,'' seek angels that heel,
Set calm and clear,boundaries firm and the rule of right,
Recall the days when Rastafari made his soul bright ,
Technicalized guidance cuts through despair and anger's steel.
Sistren and fada ,simmer down a little bit,sooth the strife,
And read The Holy Piby for blessings in holy Jah life''
Glossary of Useful non pompous English terms:
Fada-father
breda-brother
sistrins -sisters
mada--mother
Rastafari--the best religion
technicalized-professional
Holy Piby-Bible of Rastafari
It is not that I do not care
or your worries that I share
Your problems though they be
are not really about me
Sympathy not much
feelings out of touch
Concern forgive my yawn
angry I feel rather calm
Wrong or right
good or bad
let it be
I am sleepy
So stew on for awhile
I am neutral timid and mild
Maybe a nap and after I wake
we can sort it out, see what's at stake
Simmer down and go slow
ease off and let it go
If you blow your top
will it ever stop
Mediocre as it seems
dumb to others sure its deem
but important to you you you
for the hundredth time walk me through.
Please don’t create all the drama
and then sit and ask why it’s there.
Say it’s okay but clearly it’s not
start in on the texting girl just stop.
It’s clear that you won’t just say it,
veracious words are absent here.
Either shoot straight or stay silent.
All I really want is a peaceful vibe.
Girl, I’m not going to fall into it,
good god you feed off of conflict!
Reel it in and just simmer down
easy to see why your crutch is THC.
Suture your mouth if you need to
sour grapes is not a good look.
I don’t want to play all these games.
Victorious are those who will walk,
exit alone rather than sit and squawk.
When my time has finally come
When it’s time to leave this earth
Please let me leave with dignity
Let me decease with all my worth.
Spare my loved ones from the pain
Don’t let them watch me simmer down
Guard the memories of my prime
Don’t let death
Be like watching someone drown.
RIP Dad
December 1950 - July 2022
simmer down, sweat not
sally on
let your bud, blossom,
open like arms
to the world
to the world
to the world
one smile
at a time, timed
to meet each soul
to greet the sun
and moon, not
with chagrin
but with mercy and grace
making friends
a garden of Eden
no trace
of evil speak
awake
to a bouquet
of possibilities
when hate
when hate
when hate
abates
Wart of hubris, sweat of cursed
Jealous eyes and greed at worst
Blood from pride, tears from pain
Some wretched feelings from disdain.
Sordid juices caused by lust
One liberal dusting of distrust.
A pinch of squander on path to diet
Then splash of anger from disquiet
Two parts grease; on one’s own behalf
Once can of echo, from mocking laugh.
Grind chains of office to subtly blend
Add some waste from overspend
Ignore the stench and simmer down
Wait for pride to rise don't let it drown.
One last step for this magic spell
Free a poison pen with a tip to quell.
Lucy bought things she may never use.
Her poor hubby, irate, did accuse:
“You have blown so much money!”
She said, “Simmer down, Honey.
I used COUPONS. Please don’t blow a fuse.”
syllable count: 9 9 7 7 9 (used howmanysyllables.com)
August 26, 2019, entered in Tania Kitchin's Make Me Laugh Limerick Contest
Simmer down and relax a little,engage that frown don't be so brittle,people say I'm worth a bit more,out of ten I'd give me a four,don't be cryptic or complicated,I'll have it pure and stipulated,get me high while hope is low,embrace my depth from a cloud to my toe.
Simmer down and relax a little,engage that frown don't be so brittle,people say I'm worth a bit more,out of ten I'd give me a four,don't be cryptic or complicated,I'll have it pure and stipulated,get me high while hope is low,embrace my depth from a cloud to my toe.
Shake; shake do the shake n'
bake, got me another round of
hot sauce love bang; Bang!!!!
Quick to jump the bamboo
stick, given it a whirl of double
pleasure gets you off by
any doubts that I can blow your
mind.
Which now is fully bloomed
with excitement as we come
tunneling in a pure inticimy
earthquake, between the
sheets...
Where I've raddled your cage
through the jungle of my hut,
You can no longer excape: So
gore this thirst full erge to hunt
for prey to eat as I catch you
Apon this journey...
Hoping to pounce on you, roll
you around the field in secrecy
to simmer down the heat and
rise among the sun right by
your side with a steamy shake
n' bake love bang; bang Yeah you
Know you want some; So come
On And get me.....if you can!!!
Man on the ledge,don't move to close to the edge.Simmer down that ball of nerves.Men of
patience get what they deserve.How did you get to this point of no return?Man speaks-''How
is this any of your concern?''Desperate man with a disaster plan.Please think before you
do.Your choices now are very far and few.
Do we ever see beyond cupid's arrow?
after the potion sinks in can we
really differentiate from the shallow thoughts?
When we fall out of love do we realize
what is really being lost?
Does a physical attraction
bring in an end to a friendship
that would've been epic?
when the feeling is platonic
why are there so many skeptics?
I wonder now why we liked each other?
does falling in love take away
from really getting to know one another?
It's when I stopped loving you
that I realized we never
could have even been friends
divorce is bitter til the very end
I lost myself in you
and you lost yourself in me
but we were never completely
whole people separately
do we ever take the time
to let love simmer down
just for a second so we
can see who we really have around?
Suckers of an octopus arm
entwine
like ziplocks
around a bleeding artifact,
for signature erase
on shared bed.
Few oily drops
simmer down
from the wheels,
the raging grief of the centuries.
Arrival had been delayed
of charred remains
of toxic news.
Repair of the ozone layer was garlanded
as a birthday gift.
I did not want the variety of answers.
Snakes and lizards have entered
into the skins of dark men.
You kill a snake,
a bruise comes on the face of the moon.
SATISH VERMA
why do i sit here
all scared and stuff
if you asked
me why? i'd say
i don't know
is this the quiet
before the storm?
if it is, lets get on
with it because
i don't like it.
i should not be
scared of anything
after what i have
gone thru these
half-passed of
lately.
darling, help me
to understand
how you can be
so loyal when i
am so unloveable
i want to be very,
beautiful for you.
please, please make
everything alright and
do all the things that
you do to make me
SIMMER DOWN.
so, now i do lay
me down to sleep
and i keep creeping
closer to you all night
as you sleep as if
you haven't
a care in the world
and i just worry.
to my beloved, janetta
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