Submissions by eleven_mashariki
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
THE LITTLE FEATHER
Said she to the wind,
"Take me to the West"
"To the West?"
"Yes, to the West!"
The wind laughed hard.
Said he...
I know not where that is.
However,
I'll take you with me.
To the West and to the East,
To the North and to the South...
If you insist.
"Take me to the West"
"To the West?"
"Yes, to the West!"
The wind laughed hard.
Said he...
I know not where that is.
However,
I'll take you with me.
To the West and to the East,
To the North and to the South...
If you insist.
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
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JEWEL
She’s a jewel,
Of a different cluster.
She’s beautiful,
Like Emerald.
Her kind of beauty is rare,
Like Tanzanite.
Her eyes are Rubies.
And her smile speaks of Diamonds.
She’s a delight.
To understand her beauty,
Compare her hair to 14 waterfalls.
Her breasts to small hills.
Her hips are like escarpments...
Beauty unseen.
They say
The beautiful ones are not yet born,
I disagree.
I know of beauty...authentic
Far unmatched.
Her kind of beauty is heavenly,
Earthly...
Of a different cluster.
She’s beautiful,
Like Emerald.
Her kind of beauty is rare,
Like Tanzanite.
Her eyes are Rubies.
And her smile speaks of Diamonds.
She’s a delight.
To understand her beauty,
Compare her hair to 14 waterfalls.
Her breasts to small hills.
Her hips are like escarpments...
Beauty unseen.
They say
The beautiful ones are not yet born,
I disagree.
I know of beauty...authentic
Far unmatched.
Her kind of beauty is heavenly,
Earthly...
#relationships
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
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I WANT
I want you...
dear beloved.
I want you so bad,
hope you realize.
I want your lips...
I want to hold your chin,
to look into your eyes...
and to kiss your velvety lips.
Mwaaah!
I want to hold your hand,
to travel the world with you.
I want to take you to Tokyo,
maybe to Bora Bora...
or London.
I want us to visit Paris,
my beloved.
Let's make love in Rome.
Like the pilgrims we're not.
I want you,
My beloved...
I want to make you happy.
with all that's in me, ...
dear beloved.
I want you so bad,
hope you realize.
I want your lips...
I want to hold your chin,
to look into your eyes...
and to kiss your velvety lips.
Mwaaah!
I want to hold your hand,
to travel the world with you.
I want to take you to Tokyo,
maybe to Bora Bora...
or London.
I want us to visit Paris,
my beloved.
Let's make love in Rome.
Like the pilgrims we're not.
I want you,
My beloved...
I want to make you happy.
with all that's in me, ...
#love
#lust
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ACTIVE PARADIGMS
One fine day
Curiosity asked,
"Who owns Life?"
Answered Reason,
"There must be a Higher Being."
Wondered Doubt,
"Is there a Higher Being?"
Retorted Faith,
"Of course!"
Said Anxiety,
"Then I need a sign."
Replied Hope,
"The Time is nigh."
Concluded Conscience,
"I believe what I believe."
He who feels it knows it.
Curiosity asked,
"Who owns Life?"
Answered Reason,
"There must be a Higher Being."
Wondered Doubt,
"Is there a Higher Being?"
Retorted Faith,
"Of course!"
Said Anxiety,
"Then I need a sign."
Replied Hope,
"The Time is nigh."
Concluded Conscience,
"I believe what I believe."
He who feels it knows it.
#TruthOfLife
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WOMAN
#lust
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PATIENCE
Hey,
What is Patience?
It's Abstract yet Conceivable,
Like Time, or Art, or Love.
As Time?
Skip an on-beat,
Juggle an off-beat.
To hop or not,
To hit or pass.
Patience.
As Art?
To express an Emotion,
From that thing called soul.
Patience.
As Love,
When plucking, the finest.
What is Patience?
It's Abstract yet Conceivable,
Like Time, or Art, or Love.
As Time?
Skip an on-beat,
Juggle an off-beat.
To hop or not,
To hit or pass.
Patience.
As Art?
To express an Emotion,
From that thing called soul.
Patience.
As Love,
When plucking, the finest.
#patience
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NO LOVE
Love is Love.
Never mistake it for anything else...
be it lust, infatuation or just rapport,
Love is Love.
When searching for Love,
Open thy eyes.
Look in the right places,
Search thy heart deep...
and when deep enough,
Search even deeper.
Discover this comic fact,
that...
The simplest root of Love, is Love.
There can only be one Love...
Genuine and Unconditional.
True Love comes from one source,
Where Love thrives,
Love should be.
Where there's no Love,
No Love was.
Love is...
Never mistake it for anything else...
be it lust, infatuation or just rapport,
Love is Love.
When searching for Love,
Open thy eyes.
Look in the right places,
Search thy heart deep...
and when deep enough,
Search even deeper.
Discover this comic fact,
that...
The simplest root of Love, is Love.
There can only be one Love...
Genuine and Unconditional.
True Love comes from one source,
Where Love thrives,
Love should be.
Where there's no Love,
No Love was.
Love is...
#love
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TING-A-LING
Ting-a-ling!
Phone...
Ring-a-ling!
"Yes baby?"
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
I hit that!
Left, Right, Centre.
Anywhere there's a ring,
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
When we feel a little fucky,
"Hey sugar?"
"It's sucky time"
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
Phone...
Ring-a-ling!
"Yes baby?"
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
I hit that!
Left, Right, Centre.
Anywhere there's a ring,
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
When we feel a little fucky,
"Hey sugar?"
"It's sucky time"
Ting-a-ling!
Every time for we
is,
Ting-a-ling!
#lust
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LIFE
Life,
The shortest distance between two points...
Like a line.
A curved-cum-round line?
A fool.
A straight line?
Noble...wise.
A broken line?
An abomination.
A bumpy line?
Tribulations.
However,
Should all be weighed,
All will prove vain.
So, the conclusion?
The longer the shorter,
The shorter the better.
The shortest distance between two points...
Like a line.
A curved-cum-round line?
A fool.
A straight line?
Noble...wise.
A broken line?
An abomination.
A bumpy line?
Tribulations.
However,
Should all be weighed,
All will prove vain.
So, the conclusion?
The longer the shorter,
The shorter the better.
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EYES CLOSED
If eyes are a mirror to the soul,
then, ponder upon today's dossier.
step on my words and sail yonder,
this poetry is alive.
So,
What really happens after closing eyes?
Two inter-dependent events occur.
First,
A disconnection.
then...a reconnecton.
However, the real deal is in between.
Closing the eyes...
Why the need?
Why, when we pray?
...and when we sleep, or kiss?
It's a mystery.
This poet opines,
Closing the eyes may symbolize a lot.
Nonetheless,
It should only represent...
then, ponder upon today's dossier.
step on my words and sail yonder,
this poetry is alive.
So,
What really happens after closing eyes?
Two inter-dependent events occur.
First,
A disconnection.
then...a reconnecton.
However, the real deal is in between.
Closing the eyes...
Why the need?
Why, when we pray?
...and when we sleep, or kiss?
It's a mystery.
This poet opines,
Closing the eyes may symbolize a lot.
Nonetheless,
It should only represent...
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UNVEILING FIRE
There used to be a veil...once,
a thin veil between her and him
to keep a much needed distance
but he always wondered, why?
why the veil between her and him?
He who catches a fire
must know consequences are dire
She stood before him,
firm and frail...
like a true lady.
She stood and watched...and witnessed
a beauty to behold she was, indeed
her flowing veil only exaggerated.
Listen, he who catches a fire
must know consequences are dire.
Did curiosity really kill the cat?
He...
a thin veil between her and him
to keep a much needed distance
but he always wondered, why?
why the veil between her and him?
He who catches a fire
must know consequences are dire
She stood before him,
firm and frail...
like a true lady.
She stood and watched...and witnessed
a beauty to behold she was, indeed
her flowing veil only exaggerated.
Listen, he who catches a fire
must know consequences are dire.
Did curiosity really kill the cat?
He...
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AHAVA
Once,
I knew not anything bigger than Life
Till my Eyes were opened.
The Truth destroyed my blinders,
Suddenly, I could see.
Alas!...Bliss it was.
AHAVA
To Give, is Ahava?
Yes! Ahava, is to Give.
For He so Loved the World,
Hmmm!...Ahava!
That, He gave His only Son?
Indeed Friend!...Ahava!
Love Him above All?
Yes Sonny!...Ahava!
And, Love thy neighbor as thyself?
Exactly!...Ahava!
Ahava is to Give.
The English may wonder sir
The noun, a verb but an adjective?
...
I knew not anything bigger than Life
Till my Eyes were opened.
The Truth destroyed my blinders,
Suddenly, I could see.
Alas!...Bliss it was.
AHAVA
To Give, is Ahava?
Yes! Ahava, is to Give.
For He so Loved the World,
Hmmm!...Ahava!
That, He gave His only Son?
Indeed Friend!...Ahava!
Love Him above All?
Yes Sonny!...Ahava!
And, Love thy neighbor as thyself?
Exactly!...Ahava!
Ahava is to Give.
The English may wonder sir
The noun, a verb but an adjective?
...
#spiritual
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