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Wynken Blynken and Nod??? (ah…oh methinks this pissant pooch woof lee barked up the wrong tree – reed don my mongrel friend) This poetic endeavor doth not boast nor brag to take digs on front page headline grabbing news, nonetheless

He is still leaning, without arms, on legs doomed to be broken. His profession is lively death, solitude and cold. He remembers nothing from his far past, except for birds’ songs, the rustle of pale leaves, the bubble of a

If only I knew I knew what I don´t know What everyone talks about “happiness, friendship, love” If only I knew how to trust, Not only a friend but family too. Everytime anyone told me to open up, To tell

On that grimy Grimsday morn, The grumble deep and culby, There came a tinker-pick inside His appence crink and bulby. In thrumped a jangle-mangle man, With his coat and hat so hangled, His hair a-plot, his peepers piped, At the

A sweet treat A smooth heat A bitter bite A mellow delight A delicate taste So pleasantly placed Perfect pleasure To be had at your leisure Flavored with a hint Of refreshing peppermint An essence of orange A joy on

Black and white Like the colour of the colobus in Colorado Make me of Black Magic think. Witches that bring about white things. Black and white How can black ever rule the white? When even the darkness vamoose From the

Switch on The tape recorder Let the music begin… Do not touch The pause, Fast forward, Stop, Eject, Or, the Rewind buttons! Let the music Flow at its Usual pace! I do not Want to rush Into my future By

You want me to hurt like a lion hurts its prey before devouring it, you say you don’t, but you do. You want me to bleed, like the paint dripping from a painter’s brush heavy and thick, You say you

In all honesty, the extent of my turkey knowledge is their unique sound and their great taste. Come Thanksgiving and Christmas, turkey fragrance fills the house and nothing goes to waste. I know that the dove has symbolic meaning, one

Trees give so much yet receive so little Our attitude towards them is brittle Have we considered what we do to trees? Or not, I should think, we do as we please Compared to us, they have given us lots

How can a lie make the whole world cry, yet they claim there is nothing to see, where nefarious knaves and the covetous crave beneath covers so stealthily, free? No thought for the plebs as they weave dangerous webs in

The storm has come. Look there! It’s on the prowl. It will try to waste me; Transferring me from one place to another; Terminating all thoughts of hope, in my soul. The wrinkles, on my face, did smother. People tread

It has weakened my body, Made me a slave of medication, A mockery of the society, Isolated from others, Have missed childhood games, Missed the love of my age mates, Always on treatment, I feel like an experimental object, So

The skies go and go , the blue is fading away but I am always here to stay When the sky turns gray, when the rainbow is fading away It gets all the same , all the same And here

Peace is a candle in the darkest hour. Love is the petals that fall from a flower. Peace is a rainbow arching the sky. Love is the child that keeps asking why? Peace is a dove in a sea of

Of sweet moments we make remembrances, Such that by time the love object departs, We will be left to reminisce glances, Of times in which we have indulged our hearts; For hardly last the charm of fleeting things: The hug,

I’m all about the extremes But not in this case Don’t give me no black or white I love me a little bit of Grey I don’t really wanna have an opinion I don’t really wanna chose a path I

Isn’t it funny how much we’re willing to sacrifice to find the love that lasts forever, but in the end is that really what you find? More of a deeper and to the heart question is, Is what you find

Surrounded with the Beautiful Mist, My heart knows, this is life – a gist. No matter how foggy it seems, My soul desires to take the Leap. Faith and Liberation prevails, Only the charismatic peace it exhales. In front of

Am I Alive, or am I dead? Is this all just a dream inside my head? I feel like I’m losing my grip. Quick say something, anything before I slip. Nightmares slowly creeping. Has he finally come to do the

Let your wings flutter for a while, you may walk,run or crawl but not to give a cry Shimmering stars will flirt with the young night but you may resist to hide in plain sight. The constant clutter of your

O leviathan, enter the dark cloud of death defanging fire, the mountain wants to shiver. Sand was slipping from my fists. I cannot hold the time; wet eyes will find another moon. The milk had dried up in body. A

Greenness in the upward horizon with the twinkling lights in the farthest sky Blue moving and merging with purple specks between Stonehenge left standing from ancient times. My thinking of this back to travel standing within the pillars, a sense

Love, I ache to hear your voice, sit spell bound in your presence. Be cradled by your embrace, comforted by your arms, Treasured, I await your coming. Will not turn you away, let you down. From that moment on, our

The angel of death, against the Angel of Light, Praise God, Jesus, has won this fight! Death is now dead, and the grave is in hell, Stand up, children of God, and for this victory yell! For Jesus is lord,

Can you imagine, six bunnies sitting in a row all tapping one toe. Six birds in branches above all singing songs of love. Six frogs croaking in a pond waiting to turn into princes? Six M.P all shouting for space,

We did not grieve your passing so much As the defiance that left With the passing of your ashes, into the river of sorrow Defiant you were, In front of the towering tides of the raging ocean, Defiant you were,

In the solitary confinement of my mind, I have reasoned, recorded and debated A thousand times; over the reasons, And decisions that ensued. Of everything that happened And everything that never happened. And I have realised but two things. What

Oh and as the sun begins to set I come alive The moon comes curling around the mountains Like a blue lamp in a dusty pink sky… I step into the velvet of the night that I love In my

In love I learned a thousand ways to comfort this world, smiled and hugged blew kisses so warm , built inn and held caravan so long , brew tea, wrote words alive played music as every fibre of my being

Life is a symbiosis, relationship it makes possible, interaction among humans it creates, social system it establishes, cultural institution it builds, political arrangement to avoid vacuum, it puts in place. Life is a symbiosis, bridge it throws to span human

In perpetuity, it whisks around, Neither ever halting, nor lagging… Or observe perhaps with due delight, Allure, of the clock, in which it lies. Utters the second hand, then to me, If I pause, time too shall have to cease.

The new lousy neighbours, Their irritating chitter and glittery wear , Feel like knocking their heads off I swear , With those smirks and constant glares , Its 3 am , I hear hammer thrashing sounds , My sleep is

The heart of a male romantic expresses his feelings born from his own pen rather then purchased in a card He is moved to comfort the one who holds his adoring gaze He will make her feet float softly on

Footsteps formed on the bleached evening ground, created side by side, slowly born to the nothingness of the evening, manifested to the midnight blue. No one watched, no one knew, the overwhelming power that pulled them to life, together, on

Remember when the days were good And we were together, Two fools, such tender, We used to walk, With similar gaits. And I used to talk, Stealthily looking at your face. Those vibes from your touch; Hues of love and

A bond that remain till death, Memories that remain unsaid, Partners in crime, Terrible with mind No plan for future, There is no one mature, Its makes us fight; It makes us scream But the bond between us remain clean,

It is not every tear that glitters, Neither is every curse tied to positive tides, But it is only the positive tides that glitter. It is not every damnation that flees, It is not every succumbing dream that prevails, Neither,

Walking there on those roads, you were coming with someone else… Its funny how life unfolds, even the best of the efforts fail…! How quickly you moved on, while I still am where I was before… All by myself, alone,

I was scrolling through the comments of a YouTube video yesterday, when, A random insult thrown at the YouTuber caught my attention – Aimed at him, was the proverbial swear word, not so subtly cloaked in the sheath called “woman”,