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A Cry of Love

She wore a gown of every shade 
even daisies in the fields could not compare 
to the eggshell-ivory-white, vanilla hues 
of her, nor the bright intense yellows of her shine! 
She was a gravitationally bound star,     
even the moon unmatchable to her rare beauty  
was beyond compare to her eccentric shades of navy,   
royal sapphires and Mayan blues ! 
Unparalleled to any other star, on a cold December night  
she watched her Savior Babe lay dormant, at the feet of her     
Un-comparable as gold, frankincense and Myrrh,   
unequaled as Archaic Angels of God's Kingdom girth,     
a transcendent helium gown of Romanesque beauty flared
and arrived that day. 
Spreading argent silver gowns of light and shining like 
a thousand twinkling lights, the world was never the same again
after that first Holy Cry, of Love.

What Did I Do

You were mellow 
shy and lonely
from when I first saw you
I knew that you were the one for me
I told you everything
You were like a blessing just for me
I was there when you needed me the most
When you went through breakups
I was there
When you cried
I was there
When you were disconnected from everybody
I was there
But I have only one question
Where have you gone?
I miss you
You left me in the dust and moved on
Why?
What did I ever do?
Just come back one more time
I have things to tell you
I still remember the day we met
cold but happy
The days we spent together were unmatchable
Nobody made me more happy than you
But I now understand that you don't need me anymore 
I miss you
but what did I do?
what did I do?

My Proud and My Pride

O my beloved Kashmir!
Thou are my proud nation.
Core of my heart, my country!
You're naming the sweet Paradise on earth.
Almighty Allah has been bountiful to you,
Riches of value in every sphere.
The outside world's beauty is so limit,
When they heard, 'Kashmir is Paradise on earth! '
you're my proud, you're my pride,
Because you have given us so many gems!
Sheikh ul Aalam is known as 'Nund Reshi'
And Lal Ded is known as 'Lal Arifa'.
Nund Reshi and Lal Arifa,
Both have given us ma'rifa!
Core of my heart, my country!
I love my valley,
Of waterfalls & green jungles,
Of streams & Crystal like Kounsarnag!
Of meadows & Shepherd pastures crystal like rivulet.
I love your Dal Lake,
Your beauty & your nature's bounty,
The wide greenish land for me!
The unmatchable snow cliffs, looking like unbeatable Kashmir!
In the beauty and in the nature's bounty!
You're my proud, you're my pride!
Core of my heart, my country!
By:Imtiyaz Gull

To My Royal Host

Lofty stature and caring much
Omniglot and super such
Ravishing and robust pure
Dynamic approach sure 
Unmatchable talent in thee
Majestic teacher full of glee
Amicable and strong ever
Delighting all classes forever
Enlightening all her endeavor
Valiant academic – a royal gesture
Ingenius and like super cop
Umbrella attitude unto staff
Mindblowing and never does stop
Adept and ardent always on top
Ultimate executive of class
Marvellous woman manners posh 
Academic and admin stalwart
Unparalleled and never does hurt
Majestic and magnetic full
A headmistress super cool..!!

Tender Is Your Age

Tender is your age,
I must be gentle
and honor your gender
and the exquisiteness
it can show and offer;
a female is feminine,
not as rough as a male,
I compare you to a lily
that has purity 
depicting its whiteness 
and it renders
an unmatchable
example of ingenuity! 

Beautiful are your traits,
refined, noble, and gracious,
but silence makes you restless; 
and I must confess
how my awareness
delights in your flairs,
never expecting perfection
even from a spontaneous phrase 
who is spoken eloquently...
wouldn't I praise it,
not considering it 
an intangible malaise?

It's my moral obligation 
to be attentive and protect always
your precious innocence
not tolerated by insolence
and from the constant harm
of heartless monsters 
who easily bend a fragile will, 
who defile a defenseless body
and also an unyielding  soul:
a single bruise immediately 
will sound the alarm...
and fling away my fury
with a glance of repudiation!

Tender is your age,
and innocent are your ways;
much you will learn from life
imitating who has lived enough to guide
your steps and make you victorious...
laugh hysterically amid the battles of rage!

When God Called You

Decisions you have made
Selfless and sacrificing
No thought of consequence
Done for love

It was a heavy price you paid
Broken in unmatchable pieces
You made it your burden
Although God already forgive

A daughter you were given
A new start by God 
But those pieces 
Could not fit

A man He gave you 
A possible unlikely match
You both worked
And love grew

Obstacles you faced 
Mountains ahead
You climbed and fell
You got up and fought.
The unlikely match
Became so identical 
Every light and every flaw
Both became one.

Your demons inside
Ate you alive
No one really knew
Hardcore they all thought

But that a shield 
You carried
Your soft tender side 
You kept hid

The broken pieces 
Was shattered 
No recovering that
And that is when God called you

Still a Maverick

Heavy weight still a
MAVERICK  I am still one
Even when I am
Quiet, I feel it all the 
Time I am a shining 
Diamond in my own sky
The unmatchable one 
Sun -Of -a -Gun.  Ha
HEAVYWEIGHT  MAVERICK
Born I  die to live life
A  Maverick I die to live
PERIOD

The Left Hand of God

Depression breeds artistry and keen insight,
Mania makes life a thrill ride;
Fever lends emotion a scalpel’s edge,
And mistakes cast much needed light.

Ugly is beautiful, and lies sound so pretty,
Blindness makes hearing quite keen;
Tragedy brings out the best in man,
And the rain washes everything clean.

Bruises are beautiful—such vivid colors,
Blood is an unmatchable red;
Scar tissue strengthens wherever it grows,
And nothing can hurt when you’re dead.

My Inner Demons

If only you could see,
The things that roam inside.
They wander and creep from one corner to another.  
They want to introduce themselves to you,
But get stopped at the gate. 
Mouth wide open,
But unable to pass. 
Mind crowded,
Trying to escape. 
But out comes nothing. 
The chaos in my head,
The rawness of my wrists,
The dryness of my lips
That fail to utter a word. 
"I'm sorry", I repeat. 
I have so much to share but the best I can manage is a brief and quiet
"I love you"
Inbetween the long expanses of silence. 
That's all there is anymore. 
The misleading silence. 
Makes no sound to you
As it screams in my face. 
If only you could see
If I could make you hear,
Make you feel.
Walls caving in,
This pain is unmatchable.

My Last Night

Last night
I cried out to God with all of my might
I cried out to Him in anger and fright
Complaining for my lowered state
That has made me an uttter disgrace
My sins lay plainly before his eye's
And yet I say that He cannot dispise
For His love often visits me
and covers me with grace in time of need
When help comes it's His face I see
But these little salvations I judge them be
My daily bread that He provides for me
Under warm covers from cold I flee
My rememberance of Him who let's me be me
I sit in His school of learning, burning
I walk without limping as I sometimes did
I am loved when I was so lonely
And Jesus has forgiven me of my sin
Knowing where to start I cannot begin
Yet I want more of God
and He wants more of me
Oh my Lord, what must I be!
What is this thing that I cannot see
That keeps me in this poverty
How long must I endure this sifting
I cherish the wisdom given me
that keeps me from a deeper pit
But I still wonder my way unlit
Challenged by His unmatchable wit
I turn to Jacob and his thigh
Who once fought God and did not die
Like Jacob, I will also cry
And wait for God my soul says I

Social Interventions

Lustful silly dying pleads mistakes
Heralded lying deeds unforgotten bleeds
Passion misplaced heartaches reversed  
Diamonds’ faded shines tossed ashore  
Rumors, subside trusted missions disgraceful
Allies uttered passion siblings’ chatting 

Moonlight madness captured blissfulness
Insuperable numbers unfolded lies indentations
Riverside linked markings social interventions 
False accumulations revised taunted hunted 
Musical themes engaged tearful dreams
Detected numbers fashionable Jewels 

Heartless mentors size-able games
Bleeders’ feeders’ unhandy kindly manor 
Unmatchable rimes utter fence-less 
Distressed allusions undressed notable 
Honors misfits twisted risked dilution’s    
Defenseless dilutions endless dusk

A Fly, High On Wallpower

If I were to be a fly on a ''wall'' I would like to be 500ft long and around 100 high,
it would be good to keep my poetic consciousness, and I would surely try!
try the highest altitude, and my top speed through the sky,
OH! then to scan the seas and oceans, and find the deepest pit!

I would gaze down on all creation, and make a moonlight flit,
I would seek a demolition site, and there come in to land,
upon a wall around my match yes, that would suit my plans!
then with my grip unmatchable & a tug from my humming wings,
I would tear off a chunk to take away with its reinforcing bands!

I’d use my super sensitive hearing to find that dratted man,
or there may be many  in different places l the entire world around
OH! be it Beijing,  London or N. Y. City,
When the fly on his flying wall is finished they won't be looking pretty!
and when my slammin's over and I’ve really made a hit! 
I’ll gather any I missed first time round, now where was that ocean pit?…

© Joe Maverick 24-1-2011

Us

Look how the stars move
In the sky of a dark night
I will love you until they're all out of light
Now between love and hate there is no fight
The sight of light makes everything right
You match the stars beauty
Going on and on and never ending
For you my back is bending
And this is just the beginning
Come on take my hand
Lets go for a ride
Let me take you to the other side
Let me show you what beauty realy is
It ususaly starts with a hug and a kiss
True romance is an unmatchable bliss
There is no pain so the story has no twist
We can prove there is still love in this world
Its time you see the beauty of nature
This is our special feature
This is us

All You Must Do Is Open Your Eyes, Because Sometimes Halcyonian Is Just Behind the Wall

The old man looks on
He stares at the walls
The lights are bright
With no one in the halls
He touches the wall
He hears the vibration
He closes his eyes
To feel the sensation
He thinks to himself
Could I ask for more?
Or should I give up?
And fall to the floor
The man is torn
Two worlds to choose from
The man is weak
But still there, and then some
I see the old man
He's sweating and shaking
He pleads to the wall
My life's not worth taking
I go to the man
He's sobbing in fear
I lift him up
And tell him I'm here
He looks up at me
His eyes are a haze
He looks back to the wall
With his unmatchable gaze
I ask him why
Why he just stares
He tells me
He's the only one that cares
I tell the man
I want to see it
He says to me
I just have to believe it
I'm staring at the wall
The old man at my side
He tells me he'll be waiting
And our worlds will collide
So I close my eyes
To set myself free
He opens the door
And I finally begin to see
Who was this man?
What was his story?
Follow the path
Towards triumph and Glory

Independence

60th year of independence today commence,
Having some development essence
59 years of enormous glory,
Tells their own victorious story.

Victory over death and trouble,
Unique and unmatchable
Journey from poverty to wealth,
Successful partially but not through stealth.

Journey from war to uprising peace,
Has been covered, and now its ease
Journey from ignorance to knowledge,
To spread its light, we now pledge
But still we touch our elders' feet,
As our culture never faces defeat.

We face regular accusitions,
And continuous competitions
But we continue to be victorious,
And as usual meritorious
Whether in communion,
Or without union.

We keep proceeding,
And resume developing
To again become the knowledge bird,
And spread our light to the whole of the world.

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