Saturday, March 21, 2009

Now that you've gone

Now that you’ve gone!
I wash my sore soul sweet by
Fraying imaginations
Of precious love-
Our very acts and not
Exaggerations

Without ease, but truelly slow
For these truly we had shared
That of my good were yours
And yours were mine

And my bad I’d endure regrets
From your lovingly reprimands
I didn’t argue, I didn’t hate you
But I’ve bore you as my only
Heavenly pearly, a mentor gift for me

But now that you’ve gone,still
Your path I stroll ease
Now alone, pale and lonely
Now that you gone!

SHAKESPEARE



This fellow dead writer
How he made my heart ache
I saw his characters
Surrounding my bed
At strange night time
Their deem gloom eyes
Freaking me with pale
Grave impression
But should not i chicken
For if i do, tomorrow, i’ll
Set his loads on fire
I’ve seen his horses
Great strong gallopers
With sure, they moved
And stomped my head
Mounted, his made up
Knights enveloped in
Vicious winds and mist
Swiftly kicking the earth

And
Calling“Attack–attack,
whoever not born of woman
shall die tonight”
His evils, his heroes
His masqurade comrades
His pen and papers
And his brain, filthy and clean
At once–how can that be?

For he called God, He called
The devil and say, hey two felloz
Give me moves, I've seen
I've felt, I've known
And i must confess

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I LIKE MY MOM



I like my mom, she’s love
The morning milk splash
In my dear loving porridge
The pudding and the cake
Of last year birthday
In all these she’s the delight

Bedtime stories, she’s also
Author—the very best untold
I love her fairy lands and the
Characters from old Bimbo
The little swindling hero
To Violet, the fairy born of flower
He charming eyes that flies roses
And brightest stars

She calls me sweet—she calls me
Darling, she calls me naught
When I lick my plate in satisfaction
She gives me honey—she gives me
More care, when I’m sick I need no
Nurse I did rather prefer my bed
And let her do the nursing

I like my mom, she’s compassion
The tear drops from my dad’s scolding
With her palm gently weeping away
And the embrace by her softly bosom
Makes me ache for my babyhood time
To suck her breast and fall asleep