by and by
be playing loud and proud
you'll never know what he is singing about
Friday, December 16, 2011
A Poem For :Love
Help me Lord Jove
How to say the word
How to tell...
This...
Kid...
'I love you'
I see your smile
And it makes my day
I see you
And I feel warm
I hear you speak
and I feel
Happy
If could say it to
You I would scream
It
Now these are
My feelings
I just
Want...
You to...
Know...
'I love you'
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Your Such a Clown
Your such a clown you have a great potential in the circus your face is a joke just looking at you makes me laugh you waste all my air just by talking a lot couldn’t see you doing anything else your so funny and you make a great clown.
Eres un gran payaso usted tiene un gran potencial en el circo que tú cara es una broma apenas que le mira me hace risa usted pierde todo mi aire justo hablando mucho no podría ver lo hacer todo lo demás sus así que divertidos y le para hacer a un gran payaso.....
A Demain my friend said ( mi amigo dijo) ....
A Demain I’ll leave you forever ....
A Demain right now ....
A Demain my friend said (mi amigo dijo)....
A Demain it won’t be long....
A Demain don’t you worry....
A Demain my friend said (dijo mi amigo)....
A Demain it’ll be till mañana....
A Demain till the morning is here ....
A Demain me dijo mi amigo no más para verte me voy de tú vida ya no me varas te lo digo hoy para no dice te mañana A Demain ....
Fendorar
Fendorar, Fendorar hither go up and rape God’s wife, wilt thy lover not do as thee and rape Jehovah on his mighty thorn and bringth forth the Angels of the Celestial city hidden amongst clouds, stars, and abominations of creation. Fendorar, Fendorar hither go up to medal with history forever, wilt not thy lover goeth with thee, are thin eyes to shiny for the sun to gleam, or thou hast no mouth to kiss him by nor hands by which to touch him with. Fendorar, Fendorar would thou tellest me thy secrets, will thine lover withhold. ....
What Flower Are YOu
What flower are you ....
What flower are you ....
So soft new and with color....
None you ....
Have ....
What bird are you ....
Who sings all the songs ....
Of the wind ....
But fly though you have ....
Wings do not....
What air is this ....
Which makes the ....
Limbs of the trees ....
Shake as hands to ....
Sweet music but ....
So toxic you are ....
I dare no breathe ....
You ....
What star can you be....
If you gilme in ....
The dead night sky ....
But shine not at all ....
.. ..
What sea are you....
Strong with force yet ....
Cold you are not ....
What grass are you ....
Who grows like thunder ....
But indeed lack all green....
Of your look ....
What book are....
You with two hundred ....
Pages but all in ....
Plain of needful ....
Knowledge ....
What sign can ....
You be though....
You point give....
No indication ....
.. ..
Are you love....
Are you luck....
Are you my fate ....
Could you be God ....
Are you all ....
Are you nothing ....
Are you important ....
Could you be worthless ....
.. ..
.. ..
.. ..
.. ..
.. ..
.. ..
Yet you are ....
You have no color ....
Yet you are a....
Flower....
You do not ....
Fly yet ....
You are ....
A bird ....
You may be ....
Toxic and inbreathable....
Yet you are ....
The air ....
You do not....
Shine but....
You are ....
A star ....
Cold you may ....
Not be but ....
You still ....
Are the ....
Sea ....
Green you lack ....
Still you are ....
Grass ....
Blank pages ....
Is all you have ....
But still you ....
Are a mere book ....
You give no ....
Indication but ....
A sign you ....
Still are....
You are not love ....
Your are not lucky ....
You are not my fate and ....
God you can not be ....
You are not all ....
You are not nothing ....
Important you are not ....
You can not be worthless ....
Love is A BEAST with no shape or from, it has too much fur but not enough hair, it can be long, small, fat and round, or big and majestic. It has no eyes, and yet it has a hundred sockets for each eye, it can touch your soul with its strange cold and warm feet though it has no thoughts on you nor it. Love is A BEAST not yet defined. But I wondered into its woods and survived its ambush! ....
OK DON'T WORRY
One, two three, of them go on a ride through the park, one brings the lights, the other a big black box, and the last brings a metallic spear, with a soft handle but solid as the black night, here comes a fourth one to join the party....
The last one stabs him....
The other puts him in the big black box ....
And ....
The last turns on the lights and runs for it. ....
The fourth one wakes up he screams for his life....
Was it his mind? He knows he's in for it. Some how…… ....
Chasing Butterflies
I am standing on a hill with green grass so smooth and thin that it even seems to play with the wind and earth....as I stand I stop rushing for a while and realize I am chasing after butterflies with a blind eye and watching fire works with an open eye ....and I think and think as the sun goes down to die as always and the moon is born again...... so I wonder what should I do now? Should I chase after butterflies? Or should I sit down and enjoy the fireworks? I now I'll never catch up to the butterflies and I am only running after them because the trees I used to trust told me so. I also know the fireworks will be there for ever.....and ever ....and ever..... so I've made up my mind I'll see the fireworks for ever and ever so I sit upon the hill with smooth grass.....and watch the fireworks.....with two open eyes.....no longer chasing after butterflies with one blind eye and watching the fireworks with the open....know I bound to trip along the way........
I Want Too
I want to get drunk without getting drunk
I want this night to last forever
I want to die believing in nothing
I want to wake up and touch the sun
I want to relive the days of my innocence
In my night I know the moon will never shine
The stars still keep me warm
The clouds face contrary to my heart
I want to be with my best friends forever
I want to see my family every day
If he gave me a rose I would say I love you forever
If she gave me a hug I would say you are the best friend ever
Never leave and I will always trust you
Leave me and not only will doubt but I shell send all the winds after you
There you have it…… what I want to do
The Sun Comes Put
The sun comes out
I lay awake on my bed
of flower and bones
the wind blows my hair
of long green grass I
strive to get out of bed
I pull my legs over my sheets
and my feet meet the earth
the birds do sing this fresh
morning as the sun
shines even more what a day to be alive
another hour goes by as every sound is water to my soul
even on the soft send playing tag with the gentle sea but one day
I'll wake up with no one to wonder what beauty we have one day is shall be just a
complex clock with no witness alive
I lay awake on my bed
of flower and bones
the wind blows my hair
of long green grass I
strive to get out of bed
I pull my legs over my sheets
and my feet meet the earth
the birds do sing this fresh
morning as the sun
shines even more what a day to be alive
another hour goes by as every sound is water to my soul
even on the soft send playing tag with the gentle sea but one day
I'll wake up with no one to wonder what beauty we have one day is shall be just a
complex clock with no witness alive
I log on to facebook and see Adele, or the title of some movie I like and I click the like button
I log on to youtube and I will almost automatically click the thumbs up button
I log on to myspace or twitter and there is always someone new to follow or friend.....
and it all means being connected connected to some I do not know but I know I love them I think
Sad Eye cries
A sad eye cries today
as it sees you leaving tomorrow
my heart turns to ice
knowing this friendship
won't last
The stars are blue
and hold the tears of the
sad eye
the moon dries the stars
and becomes cold and dies
at sunset
Music won't sound the same
no truck goes faster than yours
and a simple rode
seems the driest a
desert
New to young to fresh to old
A baby is born in a hospital to two parents
They hold her and touch her hair short and golden and say
She is adorable
She grows up into her girlhood and
Her body to so small
Her mind so innocent
And her world changing
She would dress up in
In the most wonderful dress
The shiniest shoes
And do her hair in the trends of the day
And she would say to her mom dad and family
I’m adorable
And they would say you are adorable
Enough to be in a movie
At sixteen she was nearly a woman but still a child
And she wore miniskirts and put makeup on
She still fallowed hair trends and was amazingly wonderful to look at
And she would ask her boyfriend I’m adorable
And he would say you are adorable that I would
Kiss you thousand times a day
At twenty five she was not the goddess she nearly was twenty or even five years ago
But she went under the knife and would ask her husband children and mom and dad
I’m adorable and they would say mom, dear, wife woman you are adorable
As an old woman near death she would look in the mirror and ask her self I’m adorable as was maybe seventy years ago maybe not I was more adorable even a second ago and slowly staring at her old like skin and white hair she turned into bones and ash
Vivid Night
Buzz a bee goes zigzagging across a field of red flowers dancing in with the air
Tweet the blue bird sings flying rapidly from tree to grass like a monkey swinging a jazz
But the moon shimmers upon a clamorous lake whirling the reflection of a puzzle the sees its face
The wind brushes
The leaves
And rustles
The grass
Carries the sound of all the living things
And the clamor
Travels
Far and wide
A frog crocks
And a dog barks
Some cats sing
A hallow meow
All the noise reaches
The homes at the end of the forest
To cradle little children
By star light do they sleep?
And the night she sings a lullaby soothing all her kids to bed as she lives on……
House Noise
The sun skims upon the long drapes
An alarm blares six aaaa.mmmm. In red block letters
The sink whooshes out water and clank closes
The toilet wails and twirls in water in splish-splashing
Children wake up screaming and laughing
Drip-drip-drop, drip-drip-drop, drip-drip-drop
Goes the coffee machine
Vroom, vroom, ieer the cars moves on
Dam-dum-dam-dum
The washing machine
Engages in a tango and a mambo with soap, water, and clothes
Click the TV turns on
Drat the stove is on
Clank all the pots go as she cooks rice, beans, or chicken
The day moves on with a thunderous house
They Set around and did nothing
They set around and did nothing
in a dark and small room
on a bed made for two to become one
All night long they were loud and rapid
hard they did it
and deep they went
one onto the other
Though the wind was chilly
and that window open to
the city lights
They were hot with passion
on a set of snow-white
sheets to cover the blue
light of sin
When the stars dispersed
and the fingers of the sun
touched their faces
there were sure the set around and did nothing at all
The City That I love
The city gets so lit up at night there is no need for stars. Heaven hides her face away through the trees, houses, and lit up lights on the rejoicing streets.....
The stars are sad the cry with the moon gazing down at down town in the middle is a fountain whose glow is the envy of every glitter bug.....
Slow are the long hours of different lights alive, people walk in and out as the say out loud, “It is jest wonderful, jest goin’ up and down the streets admirin’ every light, shop, and even cars!”....
But as the thick black night gently fades to navy blue; then red, orange, yellow, and finally blue of the water in a lake. The sun takes over the city along with every light in it.....
Rainbow's eyes
Rainbow's eyes
can look for
miles
the crow flies
forever
no limits
found
earth's call
is all you
need
for the rest of your live
the trees dance under Rainbow's eyes
"no end"they sing with
a passion of fire...............
Friday, November 25, 2011
Buzz a bee goes zigzagging across a field of red flowers dancing in with the air ....
Tweet the blue bird sings flying rapidly from tree to grass like a monkey swinging a jazz ....
But the moon shimmers upon a clamorous lake whirling the reflection of a puzzle the sees its face ....
The wind brushes ....
The leaves ....
And rustles ....
The grass ....
Carries the sound of all the living things ....
And the clamor....
Travels ....
Far and wide ....
A frog crocks ....
And a dog barks ....
Some cats sing ....
A hallow meow ....
All the noise reaches ....
The homes at the end of the forest ....
To cradle little children ....
By star light do they sleep? ....
And the night she sings a lullaby soothing all her kids to bed as she lives on…… ....
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