What should I get her?
A diary, I know she loves to write.
No, that is what I got her last time.
A book, maybe poetry?
No, she already has so many.
What should I get her?
What do you give someone
who is so pure, so soft?
I should write her a poem,
That will cheer her up, I hope.
The unquenchable thirst for love,
support and respect that she has
building inside of her waiting
for that one text, that one call.
What should I get someone
who has everything yet nothing,
who sings the tune of warmth
and valour but her melancholy
heart is still healing from the pain
of the past. What should I get
someone who are all colours of the
rainbow and still just one. What then
should I get you Amma, on your
day that is fast approaching?
What's a woman
without a man?
Woman of strength
living like a man...
What's a woman
with no man?
Woman of fears
driven crazy like a man...
What's a woman in you?
strength there is in you...
What's a woman in you?
torn inside of you...
What makes a woman
with somebody true?
All beauty of a woman
love and all comes out in you
Woman out of chains
woman over pains
Body of silence
strength in essence
Woman who has everything
much more a man can bring
Woman's great soul unremitting
all men die for, not complaining
Woman of any man
will love and die for an honest man
But woman will opt to have none
than have one, less of a man
I am only writing this...
Nothing personal please...
(Prosebite)
GENIUS
ingenuity in genius,
the genie generously
gifted the flume —
the unusual plummet
from the ultimate
to the grand duchy splash.
cascading waterfall of bliss
in continuous harrowing twist
of rainbow fish. golden scales
sprout perennially like the thrust
of a fountain top —
nude skin kisses the purple sky,
dives into the rich deep torrent
in search of secret treasure —
where some swallow bubbles
in fear of sharks and whale-size
caverns — wisdom sought,
taught as a spark amidst the dark.
true genius never evil,
not a mad scientist,
but a joyous soul
in dizzying baptismal vortex,
hand in hand with the Everlasting Light
who has everything, under control.
11/26/2018
I have written this poem a thousand times
But I kept breaking down the walls
I found beauty in these lines
I kept digging for more.
For what do you give to a woman
who has everything?
Other than a poem
Written in letters of gold
And colour of diamond.
If your star is among those on the skies
Pick it now and reach your peak
I am building a full mirror
For a queen of better light.
If you will be counting blessings
Let me take you to my castle
So you may count mine.
Aderonke, heaven crumbles when you smile
I see them sink into your cheeks
To form deep pools- dimples;
a perfect imperfection.
Aderonke, you are the testimony
From every golden tongue
A lasting healing.
For to touch you, is to touch stars.
I love you
Michael Ace
#magicalpoetry
©ACEworld
Look at me for I am here
The lonely life they tried to disappear
The broken person with his broken mind
I live amongst you but you are all blind
Touch my hand and feel my skin
I feel like you feel but for me no one feels from within
I am skin and bone in physical space
Yet my presence is lost in view like I have no face
I walk the street alone, no one bothers with me
I see you enjoying living a life with a family
You catch a glimpse of me in a dark sillohette
Just for a second I exist but then you forget
I can't live like you, I can't love like you
For love forsook my life the day I was born
They broke my bones; I never had a home
They left me to feed on scraps and filth
They beat me when I cried or asked for help
Please look at me for I am here
The scars on my body will never disappear
The war in my mind of life and death
The whispered words I only talk to myself
Are just wasted breath
Look at me for here I am
On my knees begging for anything
Why walk past me? Why help me feed?
For to you who has everything
I am no one and no one is me
Probably the biggest name I’ll write about
The greatest person you’ll ever meet
As shiny as diamond which everyone likes
But remains to be silent like a normal rock
You’ll hear his name wherever you go
There are plenty of things that you should know
Never wears a monster’s mask on his face
Treats everyone well like his best friend
The word glory is not enough for his name
Deserves honor for he inspires everyone
But what does it feel to be on his shoes?
Lucky to be a man who has everything
An educator who has a vision not for himself
His name goes up with the lights
As quiet as silence but as bright as diamond
That only makes him shine – a man with a name!
I always see her white face smiling,
Lovely to look every time she’s looking.
She’s a total girl who has everything,
It’s quite strange still to see her real feeling.
She sometimes plays her emotions like a cranky.
Thinking something even weird every time she covers a hanky.
She sometimes shuts and shouts like, where the earth it comes from.
I’m trying it hard to see her in her realest comb.
I don’t know if I’m getting things so wrong,
She is like something mysterious creates a big bong.
I guess she’s trying to put her things in private,
She makes sure that things will probably turn into great.
Her loud smile is my question.
It’s really trying to call my attention.
But whatever she is trying to show at this moment,
I guess she’s best but tries herself to be silent.
This is for that certain someone who has everything.
If they take an occasional drink, this would make their bell ring.
It’s an invention that will certainly appear keen.
Why not give that loved one an instant booze machine?
This contraption makes fresh hooch on the spot.
Doesn’t this seem like a holiday gift idea that’s hot?
Just mix the powder with water, and voila!
We can have instant whiskey, bourbon, or vodka.
It also makes decent gin, brandy, and tequila.
So take that credit card, and rush out to the store.
Your friend will never run out of booze anymore.
Lord, should we scream or yell when we are happy Lord?
You have made me a very happy girl
Or shout?
You have given me what I needed the most
Which is to be right with you
All the time
I know that we are human and all that
And we make mistakes
But I want it Lord
AND you gave it!!
Thank you Father
I can’t stand being wrong with You
That is not the feeling that I want to experience again
Thank you Father
You are so awesome
Incredible and marrrrvelous
Thank you God
I am going to write funny poems to You
To show You how appreciate I am
For what you did
Ok here goes
God, do you know who is the greatest?
You
Do you know who lives the longest?
You
Who has everything?
You
Who has all the power?
You guessed it
You
Hallelujah God
You are soooooooo awesome
And I am out of words
While one of Bob’s daughters bought him a wardrobe of new shirts.
The other one said, “I know what to do, I’ll make him some desserts.”
While the first daughter gave him polo’s that made him look so neat,
Then the second got busy in her kitchen and baked him things to eat.
Through the year Bob lapped up his desserts like cream for a cat,
And his shirts started to grow tight because he was getting fat.
Next year for Christmas the daughters knew just what to buy,
And everyone who saw said that Bob was one lucky guy.
One daughter bought him clothes in the next bigger size,
And the other one got him equipment to help him exercise.
If you would ask the daughters about his fluctuating pounds,
They’d tell you that this idea wasn’t as dumb as it sounds.
You see this yo-yo weight scheme was their plan right from the start,
So each Christmas they’d have something to warm their old man’s heart.
Yes I am the lucky one,
Who has everything that one needs,
Enough food to eat,
Number of beautiful clothes to wear,
And a lovely house to live in.
Yes I am the lucky one,
Who has everything in place,
Two sharp eyes to see the colourful world,
Two strong hands to work and serve,
Two powerful legs to walk,
A Mind that thinks logically,
And a heart that cares for everybody.
Yes I am the lucky one,
Who has wonderful people in life,
Concerned parents,
Loving husband,
Supportive family,
Trustworthy friends,
And dependable colleagues to work around.
Yes, yes certainly I am the lucky one,
Who has 'a collection of priceless' things,
Happiness and success,
Satisfaction in job,
Peaceful sleep,
Good health,
And above all I also have,
‘Faith in myself and my Lord’.
others may see you
as the beautiful person
you are
i will always see you
as a massive human
who has everything
to give the world
within being
unbelievably beautiful
they coulnd't
of had any idea
of your presense
and what you mean
to me
your gravity
is heavier than
any jovian planet
to me
i am waiting for you
to show
these showers
how the real things come
together
because i've watched you
since birth
now run with your
birthright
i will be here
to make sure
this becomes
fruition
dad
loves you
always