beauty
lies in every
scab and scar of life if
you just look at them from the right
angle
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beauty
lies in every
scab and scar of life if
you just look at them from the right
angle
Angle
you did indeed,
hooking my fingers to
meet your witty challenge upon
the keys.
the keys
to the kingdom
the muse withheld from me
words and not music reign here, c'est
la vie
La Vie
En Rose; "life in
the pink", through rose colored
glasses -- Piaf the song bird sang.
BRAVO!
BRAVO!
hands clap, tandem,
applause lifting overhead,
and the diva bows, smiles, departs,
gliding.
gliding
in the stream of
golden wind my fairy
queen disembarked at my heart's place,
all joy !
all joy
and no sadness
creates an imbalance
to be corrected only through
extremes
extremes
are beautiful
like the far twinkling stars
like the sun that brightens the day
full pitch!
full pitch!
turn up the notch.
for if we don't do that,
our lives will grow dark inside
our hearts.
our hearts
only yearn for
a common thing called love
but we just sit at home and watch
TeeVee
TeeVee
also known as
T.V.; television
the box we watch with our,big,open
wide eyes
wide eyes
open ears fixed
at the idiot box do
not please two hearts separated
in space.
in space
where comets burn
out and planets collide,
i found you hiding in a bright
sunburst
sunburst
from a gold chain
suns hanging from your ears
the moon and the stars, your sad eyes
my love
my love
grows large when you
take me flying through the
galaxy, skimming stars into
crystal
Crystal
stars and silk spun
from sunburst rays, woven
with the cloths of heaven like Yeats,
give thee.
give thee
my wealth and give
thee my jewels and give
thee all that i have saved across
all time
all time
she remarks 'she
will give thee all she has''
but for poor love's content throw a
cherry!
cherry
trees droop heavy
deep red fruits clustered, filled
with that deep red juice, redolent,
dripping
dripping
from the azure
sky a blue eyed fairy
descends and fills my heart with love
for you
Dripping,
chocolate ice cream
mashed with fresh raspberries,
over the crisp waffle cone edge -
lick it
^^ oh yeah oh yeah... don't forget the :banana:
lick it
purple stick-it
crumbled bits of shiny
sweet candy, crunched between my teeth,
bite it!
Bite it!
Bite it? Yes, bite
it! It? My neck, you nit.
His vampire instructions were in
Sanskrit.
Sanskrit
they say is a
dead language like Latin
but frankly I still find my love
in Hind
:lol: Hilarious Page Sniffer!
qimissung -- Thanks! I have my moments -- :idea:
In hind
sight I need to
apologize mazHur!
My intent was not to derail
your words.
your words
scattered mindless
drifting off the edge of
the page before me, all wet and
weeping
Weeping
Willow whistle,
whittle and blow its sound
slid out of the loose green spring bark,
listen
weeping
made her eyes swell
up like the Yangtze Kiang
turning her face as yellow as
mustard
listen!
I cannot keep
pace with young women who
are too fast and agile for an
old man!
old man!
bragging about
his alacrity fell
down the bog and could not get up
again!
again
my love left me
the wind whistling through
the hollow space left inside me
I weep
I weep
my tears fall
like dew on the green leaves
no bulbul to peck at the pearls
how sad!
how sad
born to sin, the
world corrupt, but our love-
pure-god's press it to their lips in
rapture
how sad
that we have failed
to see the beauty in
a dewdrop, a rain puddle, a
child's tear
rapture
of a rainbow
colours blend and mix in
a kaleidoscope of radiance,
bursting
child's tear
flowing on his
cheeks like petals of a
flower drenched in cool morning dew
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