I'm so tired
and my heart
is beating
with
my conscious
of the things
with butterflies
in
my tummy
tossing
& turning...
Karma,
shall bring,
no reaching
high to bring
My Epilogue
before
I know
sleep won't bring.
I try imagining
a brick wall here,
like the one
I created
when I was young
and
never made a sound
of flying fists,
strangling
and baby teeth
went flying
waking
here
a little pile
of the bloody
thoughts
flashing
sunshine
to hide
and handcuffed
behind
that wall.
I became
now I wish
to become
not that
monster,
this poetry
is not
helping
and amiss....
I released
to try to be
a man
against his demons,
I really didn't
realized
the important
of a priest's
holy of sermon
and how
in a playground.....
God's word
becomes perverted
to corrupt
the innocent.
There's no colour
that's been drained
of the trembling
of the daisies
to roll
down
the waterfall....
And
the release
is the depths
of swimming
ashore
That wall
is built
and nothing
as he knows
humanity
is to die
and Jesus
will walk here.
This isn't ink — it's blossom breath,
A message from a paper's depth.
That this is a blush pink breeze,
Not just a standing tree.
A story that narrates how spring once paused,
When petals fell without a cause.
A square of paper telling us,
Its quiet bloom still speaks to us.
That nothing lasts forevermore,
Except the trace this stamp once bore.
We pressed a petal into ink,
Reluctant to watch it go.
Stamped beneath the springtime glow,
All we remember are memories that flow.
A fleeting kiss this stamp shall show —
USPS: Cherry Blossom — symbol of spring in tow.
K-night
R-ight
I-n
S-hining
C-ourage,
H-e
E-legantly
L-eads,
L-etting
E-ver
R-adiant
A-rmor
F-or
A-rray
E-levate
L-egacy
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Krischelle E. Rafael)
In
Masonic tradition,
the pyramid represents wisdom
on the back of the dollar bill you see
an edifice with the tip of the pyramid detached,
a searching eye is in the tip of the detached pyramid
Our nation should ever be searching for the divine wisdom
that humanity needs, which will make the pyramid complete
seek wisdom and
lay dormant blind Ignorance~
not curious
i
t
y .
G-ood
I-deas
N-ever
A-dvance
V-icious
I-nsights,
L-etting
L-awful
A-ims
F-ly
U-nder
E-thical
R-ealm's
T-ruthful
E-mblem
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Gina Villafuerte)
Write a story for me about the symbol in the sky and how the moon orbits the earth in twenty seven point three days, when the universe was wide awake. Write a story for me that entail the image of a rocket parachuting in the sky and how mankind breached the black hole and venture out into the deep. Listened to the vibrating sound of men in boots marching on an axis and holding on to gravity. Toss the ball in the sky and circle the stars before you die. Float with the moving clouds and examine the portion close to the ground. A new heaven is born and you can see the elements clearly before the break of dawn. Set up a giant telescope on top of the hill and tell your friends and neighbor that the moon is moving in a sphere so hurry and capture the signal while it is near. Punch a hole into the ground and watch the laser beam moving around spilling magnetic energy on the ground, it is something that you have never seen it must have evolved out of a dream come a little closer to the center where the clouds is moving rapidly around the circumference of time.
I have been gazing at the symbol moving slowly in the night sky.
FEBRUARY
cold spell
snow fell
In the jungle's heart, where shadows and spirits blend,
A silent hunter, a forest's friend.
Stripes of amber, black and gold,
The tale of power, courage and bold.
Its eyes burn bright, flaming hue,
Reflecting the skies of cerulean blue.
Its claws are like a silver, steel sword,
As it rules the jungle as its legendary lord.
Its roar splits heaven and hell,
As earthquakes and tsunamis are caused by a shattering yell.
Hunters poach them for their magnificent, golden robes,
As its lengthy tail is like a serpent coiling the globe.
It lives among the jungles, sand, wetlands and snow,
During the dark, its orange, blazing eyes begin to glow.
Deers, birds and boars is a king's delightful feast,
As the enemy feared this bloodthirsty beast.
The speed of the beast is beyond the stars,
As its back is full of lacquer, black scars.
The beast itself ruled Lanka with Tamil kings,
The sabre-like fangs and crushing claws blings.
Oh Tiger, the guardian of the land,
Let Lord Murugan feel you with his divine hand.
Let Lakshmi shower you with wealth, fortune and prosperity,
As the beast speaks to the people in a tone of sincerity.
Ogam
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in stone they left their name
until writing came to fame
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Note: Ogam or Ogham : a 4th Century (c) Irish/ancient British alphabet inscribed on stone etc above ,below or across a horizontal line
h. My Chisian name in Ogam would read His
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