An Old Poem

Experienced full of knowledge and wisdom, an old poem reads;
Am drunk drugged high on these words these lines am sniffing puffing laughing non-stop;
Through the ages many faces young old bright as daises I have intoxicated with my studies
Dust up these words as you read, breath deeply inhale these rich wealthy expensive titles
Between my lines encased is life well spent well lived enj...oyed to the latter
Inevitably you will be flattered and buttered with spider cob covered poems
Ease up your eyes rest your thoughts let this old poem read to you
The glories and victories it dwells upon, the war it has conquered, redeemer
Will you read an old poem? I guess not, a battle fought ought to be lost
It is an old poem even though you do not applaud old poems will still floss though they have a few cons

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Quote by Tha Usual!

Doubting your fears certainly means you are brave. - Tha UsuaL!

TALENTED BEAUTY

Take my soul help me breath bless my heart beat
For I have found the joy of a thousand souls in your smile
My purpose my reason for living simplified into a smile
And a glance at beauty eternal
Not even a millennium would praise your smile
For I have seen the beauty of heaven through your eyes
Heathen you are in your beauty for it praises no one but you
You are a jewel from God’s ...treasure
You the matrix of majestic
As you walk on happiness and speak magnificent
So shine on I say, for some of your light falls on me
I praise loving the goddess that you are

 

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What seems to be blossom flowers,
 Minutes it takes to reach hours,
 Love that seems to be ours,
 Strengthens us giving us powers.

Every moment with you I treasure,
 Invading 0n the lovmd we pleasure,
 Finding it hard to let go,
 Yet we never step so low.

... S0metimes arguing about stupid things,
 You cant blame us we just human beings,
 True love which never fades,
 Trasspasses light just like shades.

Pro-fab!!

Your Body turned into a poem

I would Love to write on your delicate body
I would heavily breathe my last stanza on your neck
hmmm... Drizzling rhymes all over your lips
Another stanza rounding those hips
And my concept would be a reminsce
-To your reaction- those eyes that bear the fruit of presence
Oh! how one of my lines would soothen wounds shattered
My hands as writing tool slowly compiling and complimenting
The beauty of poetic essence
...oooh!! Your body turned into a poem would really be art in a poet

-Tha Usual!

Effects of premature Delusion

Contaminated with hard love labour
Aged with sacrifices long lived
A love song I for one would cater
-Awakens a flee. Burdens- the next big theme
Fantasies-Goods long shipped.
Run along fading feelings- never tested emotions tasted and left
Standing shocked as victims-
Forever our hearts will grace chemistry that has now fled
Memories- Happiness of you and me, corpses-
A love it could have been

-Tha Usual!

These bodies

When all is said and done we sit and indulge in memories of these bodies

Wrinkled cracked and rimpled as pimpled as the skin can be

Tear snap split and break when we least expect, these bodies are not experts in this world

These breathing bleeding bodies take no plead as time demolishes devours flesh from bone

Depleted, energy dissipates departs from these bodies embedded within our skeletons

Rethink twice before your lies litter between her thighs this body dies and all you will do is cry

These breathing bodies give up and never live up to their expectations

Bruised, headache, stitched, aged and tired these bodies become as they succumb

What was once a pest a rascal restless lies motionless at the rim of life

These bodies are truly not divine, one last breathe before I rest

 

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