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If the Gods Aren'T Sick, Then Crazy They Must Be

I felt the touch of the breeze on my face from my sleep
Oh! With the morning sun, i woke with a flip
And there staring at me, is a lady in her teen
I, surprised but not frightened
Gave her a questioning look
"Who are you?"; I asked as an imaginary atmosphere pooled
And searched for ready-made answers in her open-eye book
" I am your lady"; said she
With a voice that seems to flee
"Lady?"; I asked with a confusion which she can see
Coyly, she replied " your woman to be"
Again I was stunned, first her presence and what her mouth spilled
And after the little interview entered a convoy, my old folks and  the priest
Who wrapped himself in a sash and hands filled with beech
"This is whom the gods hath avowed on thee"
The priest said in a voice booming and deep
The lady,
...my woman to be, looked down and never up at her feet
Like forever it seems
As different thoughts ran through my mind
I? A lady? The gods? Are they so blind?
I didn't even ask to marry
I was praying for a few millions to carry
Never even thought..., then how could this be?
The lady stood in a glowing ebony skin
And a beautiful mark was boldly etched on her chin
With complete illiteracy obviously on her body was written
No! No! I can't accept; this pleasant morning gift isn't for me
Because her plump body like cheese
Doesn't even come near my please
And so is the skin of hers, lathered with grease
Waking me from my trance, the priest said out of believe
"The gods have destined you together; so will you certainly follow their will; you will love each other for eternity they said"
And I watched the morning broadcaster who has a divine anchor on display
Until after his silence, I shifted looks from the priest to the lady
And ended the travelling gaze on my old folks' faces
And there they are, with gestures of joy extremely ablaze
Then I remembered, they are all of same believe; living in the same sheath
While I on the outer-space live away barricaded by a shield
Then I decided on the instant
Forever my heart will be resistant
Even while the priest continued to boast of how
I and my undecided-betrothed lady will live together for many years so
Confidently, the priest said "When the gods said it will be love at first sight..., but now it shows"
I guess the priest, and the gods didn't see the heart of me, as hard as stone
In my decision, this plight will end tomorrow
If my folks continue to insist
And the viral believe continue and persist
Then I will leave for them their world and find for myself another world free from hypocritical mists
But I continue to think
When no alternative exists than to migrate, and as days with nights blink
Remembering what the priest said, "thou both shall produce, of many children on the gods wings"
Are the gods sick?
If not why would they divine events which has streaks of babels
Certainly, if they aren't sick, then they must be crazy.


THE GODS MUST BE CRAZY - poetry contest

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Still Love You More Than As Before

Thousand years! Thousand years it is
Long living like the undying breeze
Deep down my self, deep down my ease
In the thick bark of my heart a love does exist
Thousand years ago
There exist for my mood, a flower that glows
Regulating my heartbeat and blood flow
Raising my guts up and down, in rows
Making my emotions like trumpets blow
Thousand years! Oh so long many years
And I can still feel the pricks of her lovely spear
And the scent of her placating presence, like roses very rare
Oh thousand years, and the love still exist, yes!
I still love you, till forever nonetheless

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From My Prayers

Dear beloved
I close my eyes and whisper to the breeze
That wherever you are, you be in so much ease
And that eternal joy, and a good rest, you they give a kiss

Dear kids
Here I kneel
In the middle of the empty forest, accompanied only by bushes and trees
And I pray, that you get all big round juicy bliss to keep

Dear friend
I open my arm on the silent beach
And hope that the ocean accompany with wails of prayers for thee
In all my wish, of the body, heart, and mind, with smiles I call for you to heal

Dear siblings
Here I always pray, as for mother and father, so for thee
An auspicious fulfilments for your dreams
With many such happy years for you to see

Dear reader
I pray for you the best, as you read
And for you a share of luxuries and bliss
Coupled with sweet vanilla flavoured peace

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Only Excellence Commends Excellence

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But only elegant people can have beauty in their eyes
Only great people can compliment another
And bad ones see with eyes that is sly
Trying to judge using their own ways on others
Seeing not any compliment no matter how you try
But nice ones have eyes that see further
Knowing what the empty page implies
When complimented, know the complimenter is excellent too
Because he's seen through the hue
She's left the spoilt and picked the good
Only a thieve can predict a thieve
Clothiers best know the quality sleeves
And only weavers see through the best weaves
Scorpions never compliment but sting
Empty barrels only tink
But lovely people give you wings





thanks to Dalia for the inspiration...

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Two Souls of Dissension

Now he said
My frustration is well fed
But her attention didn't hear
How his desires bled


Then she continue to wait
For the one of her fate
And his words are late
As they slept in silenced state


Whenever herself, she asks
Who is the one of her dreams
Out there in the vast, he bask
Hidden away in the sun's beams

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A Passionless Passion

I have forgotten you
Said she, trying to be true
Hiding away her wounds
In her wrecked mood

And there he stood
With that look
Being crude
Not caring of her droop

He lives his way
She lives in dismay
Because she loves
And he won't say the word

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If I Can Take Away Your Pain

If my tears could clean her pain
And make her hurt no more
Then I will drink every sour
Because of my beloved friend, more for
If the smiles will knock on her door
And the price will be a bit of my ego
I will sacrifice it so
Oh!
If today will clean your sorrow
And give you showers of joy tomorrow
And it will only cost me a penny so hollow
Then I'd throw it in a pit very shallow
I want to take away your tears
I want to bring back my dear
Dear friend, dear friend...
If only you and your smiles again will toast
And it will cost me a bit of my boast
Then I did become the phantom again, a ghost
For you are my coat
And am your cloth
In your joy does mine float
You are my boat
And am your kite
If only your happiness will reach such height
And it will cost me only a bit of my might
Then I will give away the blackness of my hair so bright
And bring the smiles back into your sight
I did fight
If only I have the biceps
I'll fight
If only I could
I'll fight

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You Called, Here I Am

Right  from your sleep I heard your voice
Calling out to me, ranting my ears
Oh dear how can I not hear?, I just have to hear I have no choice
Your silent breaking voice is all I can hear

Right from where I sat alone I heard your call
I just couldn't let it be and bare my soul
How can i not hear you clearly from this lonely hall?
To my ears, for your words is a special hole

I will appear as you call, then I will hold your hands
Either they are cold doesn't matter because by your side I will stand
I will be your sweet and be your beach sand
I will be your everything if you don't mind

Your voice is a call of my summon
Coming unto me like beams of rays
Showering my attention with a request uncommon
I don't know why but your voice calls me, and i just can't lay

However it will be, either one sided or reciprocated
You need not worry, I will hear your call since am dedicated
I will arise and follow your voice even if I get suffocated
Either complicated or simple, I will do as your voice has indicated

Oh beloved do you see? The magic still works well
You called me and i appeared
I never will be able to ignore your silent whispers which rings to me like a bell
Dear, I will always be here, as I said, I will stay and hold your hands out here

can you feel it there?
my soft palms caressing away your fear
how I wish I can be more dear
and show you how much this heart of mine cares

Right  from your sleep I heard your voice
Calling out to me, ranting my ears
Oh dear how can I not hear, I just have to hear I have no choice
Your silent breaking voice is all I can hear

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Will Keep On Looking At Thee

If you hide behind the stars
I will watch you through the mirror, moon
And if you hide in memories and the heart's scars 
I will watch you through memories transparent balloon
If you hide in the breeze when its scarce
I will watch you through the pool and expect you soon
Or if you stay blurry in the white snow
I will watch you and let my brain process slow
If you hide in a barrel and let yourself sail
i will watch you through the transparent water, I won't let my sight fail
If you become great and make a no see decree
I will hide and watch you on trees
No matter how you keep yourself from me
I will stay and watch, I won't let the emotions flee

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Lovers Are Immortal

Two hearts owned
Two people of same interest in a canoe
Two people, four hands to row
Lovers are immortal
For their existence never shatter
To one, for the other to live, is what matters
Love is immortal
Living through ages and offsprings forever
A bliss in eternal
Like a rune on the sky and on oceans like henna
Lovers live through each other 
Lovers live for each other
Lovers live in each other
If one dies then the other has the memories and name of the gone
Its a result of what their togetherness has born
And if both dies, their love still stays
Stays on earth and continue its crave
For love never had a grave
Never can be buried 'cause it never dies
Its like a carving on a rock, which forever in history's been dried
A name which forever will be high
Lovers never die, lovers never die