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Words Colony
Out of the blue in my words colony..
On cloud nine in my words colony..
The ball is in my court in a words colony..
As an orphan of words am offering
Not a thanksgiving
Words only written
Something all you tourist must either read, rhyme or reason
Touring in my castle
My name's not Mr. Bean
Am simply a Weevil
Just don't let me see you giggle
Feeding myself with words and chords with this huge ladle
At the same time riding on a bicycle
With a disjointed jaw or let me just say mandible
I bruised all my knuckles
Collecting and eating many apples
Mouthful as I chew see bubbles
When I read or write, I don't use googles
Against all odds
My body cells are sickles
Constricted in both my auricles and ventricles
Numb in my testicles
With two broken clavicles
Relentlessly, I proceed to cuddle my hurdles
Forcing words and coding them even while standing for so long in my lobby
It proves to be my only hobby
Mincing words!
Turn around touring this marvelous city..
Look around this safe haven
Words only written
I called a colony of words
Instantly bound to a certain sound
In my words colony.. Colony
Follow me..
In this short trip or a long journey
To the land of mystery
A masterpiece here in my words colony
Out of bound on any hound
Already..
I pledged to write as I go bald or my hair turns gray and my skin wrinkles
It hurts so much, but I remain hopeful
Wishful!
That a referee will blow a certain whistle
Everything revolves around my words castle
At times woeful
Sometimes pitiful!
All in my words colony!
As someone rhyming and reasoning
As someone feeling, willing and distinguishing my choice of words in a colony
The sudden impact felt between two or more objects is called a collision
Such is happening between my words and this colony..
I walked and roam around my word colony
With much resilience screeches the wheels of my vehicle
This is not in any way a miracle
You should know by now am not a wannabe.
Wanna be..
I only spent my goddamn time reasoning, seasoning my words but not in the kitchen
I mean cooking words!
Lord of wisdom makes my words edible
Let my word be reliable
Make my words affordable
So reachable!
In the streets or at home
Let them pick or carry my words inside their heads
I mean potable!
Let is trick or compel them
Audible!
I'd know I got to pull the strings to get to the right chords..
Am I a disciple?
Do I have a multiple?
Is there more to me?
Now I'm in this custody
You just can't oppose this is wonderful
Mixing words..
Yet again sometimes it only sounds horrible
Still with words
Beautiful sound
Am word bound
Bio is more than just logical
I want to feel stoic
My word bank so full it earned me fortunes
Trophies!
Royalties with many policies
Murdering words!
You'd see laying this nor stuttering
I got my thread and a needle
I'm always either a joke or a riddle
Scribbling words in a meeting, or a court sitting
While swimming its only in a pool of words colony..
Visible in a way unbelievable
Right now I'm your bean weevil
Sighting so strong like an eagle
Parasite in a grain of words
Or a silent knight sitting back on his saddle
Proudly watching a castle
Reminiscing how I patiently built it with some magic marbles
I'm out to dominate you like the beatles
And then reside in Seattle
Lord so merciful
Wonderful!
Sound bound!
In my words colony
Follow me..
Roundabout!
Come join me my apostles
A short trip or a long journey
Destined to arrive at my castle
Murdering words
Put your foot down in my words colony..
See eye to eye in my words colony..
Throw in the towel in my words colony
Words only written
Am writing, trying as well, composing
With the right chords
Instantly bound to a certain sound
In my words colony.. Colony
Follow me..
In this short trip or a long journey
To the land of mystery
A masterpiece here in my words colony
Out of bound on any hound
Already..
On cloud nine in my words colony..
The ball is in my court in a words colony..
As an orphan of words am offering
Not a thanksgiving
Words only written
Something all you tourist must either read, rhyme or reason
Touring in my castle
My name's not Mr. Bean
Am simply a Weevil
Just don't let me see you giggle
Feeding myself with words and chords with this huge ladle
At the same time riding on a bicycle
With a disjointed jaw or let me just say mandible
I bruised all my knuckles
Collecting and eating many apples
Mouthful as I chew see bubbles
When I read or write, I don't use googles
Against all odds
My body cells are sickles
Constricted in both my auricles and ventricles
Numb in my testicles
With two broken clavicles
Relentlessly, I proceed to cuddle my hurdles
Forcing words and coding them even while standing for so long in my lobby
It proves to be my only hobby
Mincing words!
Turn around touring this marvelous city..
Look around this safe haven
Words only written
I called a colony of words
Instantly bound to a certain sound
In my words colony.. Colony
Follow me..
In this short trip or a long journey
To the land of mystery
A masterpiece here in my words colony
Out of bound on any hound
Already..
I pledged to write as I go bald or my hair turns gray and my skin wrinkles
It hurts so much, but I remain hopeful
Wishful!
That a referee will blow a certain whistle
Everything revolves around my words castle
At times woeful
Sometimes pitiful!
All in my words colony!
As someone rhyming and reasoning
As someone feeling, willing and distinguishing my choice of words in a colony
The sudden impact felt between two or more objects is called a collision
Such is happening between my words and this colony..
I walked and roam around my word colony
With much resilience screeches the wheels of my vehicle
This is not in any way a miracle
You should know by now am not a wannabe.
Wanna be..
I only spent my goddamn time reasoning, seasoning my words but not in the kitchen
I mean cooking words!
Lord of wisdom makes my words edible
Let my word be reliable
Make my words affordable
So reachable!
In the streets or at home
Let them pick or carry my words inside their heads
I mean potable!
Let is trick or compel them
Audible!
I'd know I got to pull the strings to get to the right chords..
Am I a disciple?
Do I have a multiple?
Is there more to me?
Now I'm in this custody
You just can't oppose this is wonderful
Mixing words..
Yet again sometimes it only sounds horrible
Still with words
Beautiful sound
Am word bound
Bio is more than just logical
I want to feel stoic
My word bank so full it earned me fortunes
Trophies!
Royalties with many policies
Murdering words!
You'd see laying this nor stuttering
I got my thread and a needle
I'm always either a joke or a riddle
Scribbling words in a meeting, or a court sitting
While swimming its only in a pool of words colony..
Visible in a way unbelievable
Right now I'm your bean weevil
Sighting so strong like an eagle
Parasite in a grain of words
Or a silent knight sitting back on his saddle
Proudly watching a castle
Reminiscing how I patiently built it with some magic marbles
I'm out to dominate you like the beatles
And then reside in Seattle
Lord so merciful
Wonderful!
Sound bound!
In my words colony
Follow me..
Roundabout!
Come join me my apostles
A short trip or a long journey
Destined to arrive at my castle
Murdering words
Put your foot down in my words colony..
See eye to eye in my words colony..
Throw in the towel in my words colony
Words only written
Am writing, trying as well, composing
With the right chords
Instantly bound to a certain sound
In my words colony.. Colony
Follow me..
In this short trip or a long journey
To the land of mystery
A masterpiece here in my words colony
Out of bound on any hound
Already..
Published 1st Jan 2025
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2nd Jan 2025 3:07am
Your words have a way of resonating unto ether in such positive way, it allows the reader to get a glimpse into your mindset, which has always been way before your time.
On that wisp note of poetic appreciation, please enjoy the remainder of your evening, and have a great Thursday in the making.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC 🖤
Happy New Year to you and yours.
On that wisp note of poetic appreciation, please enjoy the remainder of your evening, and have a great Thursday in the making.
Love and Hugs, always,
SKC 🖤
Happy New Year to you and yours.
2nd Jan 2025 9:03am
