If love for your spouse you choose to neglect,
Your neighbor may swoop in with fond respect.
If workers you treat with little care,
Your rivals will claim them, sharp and aware.
A job in your field may keep you afloat,
Yet greatness is born where no lessons were wrote.
In medicine's halls, one truth rings tight—
No syringe is touched till the purse feels light.
A man with success sees his wife take the stand,
She guides, supports—a secretary at hand.
But failure flips the tale once more,
The secretary steps in as wife to adore.
For jobs, they demand those well-versed and wise,
Yet fresh faces alone meet their searching eyes.
In marriage, they dream of innocence new,
But find instead experience true.
Mohammed Rakibul Hossain
Teasing eyes that I can never get out
In my reveries, they haunt forever
Voluminous euphoric feelings sprout
And engross my musings without sever
Spend time gazing at the infinite highs
Your enthralling phiz pervades the blue screen
Decipher the transmitted from your eyes
Profound silence beat the heartstrings umpteen
Enchanting voice resonates in my heart
Droops me into a hallucination
Wish to soar leaving the whole realm apart
Quiet moments with exhilaration
Take the stand of Lord Byron to admire
You, as it's the lone thing that I aspire
No , now it would not matter if you would take all the blame ;
Ohh ! you would not do that , it's just my dream .
Yeah , it could possibly be that I lit the flame ;
But, don't lie , you also took advantage of the light beam .
I would rather stay silent then stop you from going ;
If that's what makes you happy , I am happy too .
Though I'm not ; I wouldn't extinguish the fire glowing ;
So you could let the blame to me and live your happy life through .
I won't utter a word , even though I have a song to sing ,
Good bye , my dear fellow , live a life of your dream .
I'll let the autumn come and let go of the spring ,
No tears , just a smile , let me let the silence scream.
Ohh ! you are going to a world we both had planned ;
Nontoxic , sweet and better than ours ,
I'll take the blame , I'll take the stand ;
Silence for a minute and crying for the next thousand hours .
Ohh ! goodbye dear best friend , or former to be precise ;
If that world ever haunts you , come back to this ghost .
I promise , next time , I'll be sweet and nice ;
For now goodbye , I'll miss you the most . <3
I wish you all the best
for your treacherous success.
You think you have won the world,
but I will wait for my God's turn.
That's why the world is round,
the seed you've sown today
will later be surrounded
of you.
Yeah, I am among those few
who never seek revenge but let it in God's hand,
for I know HE shall take the stand.
Karma seems so late,
but it never forget.
Trump boring and bland
even though we did demand
will not take the stand
I missed the deadline for the contest
however
never is it late to write an entry or of horses
the entry below is my dedication to secretariat
in my opinion is and always will be
the notable horse
thank you
"the notable horse"
it matters not no one knows
it matters that all understand
understand you are the best
greater than those before you
superior to those who follow
follow but fall short of
is it seen how you proudly stand
is it known for you are a child
a child with an exceptional soul
I know and understand it all
how you command how you lead
lead us to a world like no other
some say you were born small
others say you rose from the start
the start of birth to victorious reign
overwhelming such thoughts of you
the little horse with a huge heart
a heart who said I think I can and did
to date no other can take the stand
for any such comparison is pale
pale because no other rises as you
stories live with historians and lovers
they shine forever bright with followers
eternally you remain the notable horse
SkyWatcher
10-15-21
A Texan observing contortion
Screamed, "That's gotta be an abortion!
So pay me ten grand
Or I'll take the stand
To further the cause of extortion!"
Friends “made in heaven”
Here we all gather
With the blessings of our father
On this After Death Communication board
Where all share grief and discord
We cannot hold each other hands
Yet we all take the stand
In being loving and supporting
Like members of a big band
We cry, we laugh, we love, and pray
Understanding grief is here to stay
We understand words of comfort
We understand we will not be led astray
So, whenever you feeling gloomy and sad
And grieving the loss of a loved one
Search,.. After Death Communications Prayer Wave A place where support and love is done.
Written by Mintra J Mankasingh May7/10
A Walk to Freedom
Nelson 'Madiba' Mandela,
Needless I say more.
But 'cos I need scribble 'bout a gross words,
I'll erupt the plain white stadium with my trusted 'vuvuzela'.
What's life without heartbreaks?
What are roses without thorns?
What's a party without cakes?
What're doughnuts without holes?
Closing in on freedom,
Its walk is always punctuated with checkpoints of boredom,
The journey has a 'Merlin-like' setting,
No cars, no tarred roads, just fretting and sweating.
But never be afraid to run out of ideas,
For you'd gain perserverance.
Never be afraid to jump into conclusion,
For only then would you tinker on the solution.
Don't be scared of swimming against the tide,
For through this, Michael Phelps is known worldwide,
Don't be scared of losing track of time,
For Usain Bolt jumped the gun in his first race twice.
When do I sit on the fence?
When do I take the stand?
Questions pouring out your mind's lens,
Which only a freedom's walk will make you understand.
Disappointment and anger; now they're the real gang bangers.
Invading our lives causing nothing but disharmony and strife.
Not easily identified because they creep in on the slide.
Taking root in our spirits as an underlying feature.
Giving birth to the enemies children those demonic creatures.
We all know them by name:
hate, jealousy, backbiting, abuse, addiction, and let's not forget separation and division.
Be alert, check them at the door; and don't allow them to gain entrance into our spiritual lives anymore.
Take the stand; be consciously aware, and don't lose anymore relationships to their debilitating snare.
You know you love them, you miss them and you know you really care.
You no longer want to fight and now you know who the culprits are;
It's time to do what's right.
No more will we settle for anything less but the very best in our relationships.
The arresting agent to shut these gang bangers down is forgiveness.
The novelty of truth has lost its true meaning
The nobility of man has lost his true being
Human being, you've lost your morality and capacity
But practically death is an eternity from liberty
And life that is part of your wife and a few cents less short of a Rand
But the few take the stand to understand
The great demand of the few who make this continent
Dark or bright, black or white as our society is stuck in the prey
Today we pray for the people that lay
In sorrow, pain and anguish and their fire they burnt bright,
Which is and distinguished
Losing our birthright: religion; culture relinquished
And embellished the truth that is kept from our youth
That society creates; the nemeses and protagonists
Giving us hugs and kisses; blowing us into pieces
Leaving our lives increases
But the true killer is out there let it all be clear
That they are spoiling Africa's tapestry
Killing a living philosophy
Draining society’s sanity
Spreading evil exponentially
This is a mental interaction so do the inspection
Because they might be in your reflection
Some wear the blends of foliage
Some wear the shades of sand
Others wear the colors red, white and blue
But they all are proud to take the stand.
Some prepare with their feet on the ground
Some prepare soaring high up in the clouds
Others prepare by floating on oceans and seas
But they all are proud to share the same command.
Some are daughters and sons
Some are husbands and wives
Others are friends and neighbors
But they all are proud to protect our land.
Some have families scared to leave them behind
Some have no one and are lonely inside
Others have nightmares when they close their eyes
But they all are proud to fight for our freedom at hand.
My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot.
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one.
My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn.
I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state.
The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might.
Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand.
Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous.
The story's conclusion, I cannot seem...
to find the tragic end to...