I think its quite imposs-terous
Yes, it’s totally hippo-posterous
To take your pet rhinosaurus
Riding in a flying saucer-ous
It’s like you’re flying in a rocket
And suddenly losing as sprocket
Then finding one in your pocket
I’d like to keep this whole thing real
Let’s take a ride in the Seuss-mobile
Somewhere in the chambers of the heart
We let go of loss
And make a new start.
For the past is gone
And the future has not yet arrived.
Somewhere in the chambers of the heart
We find a way to survive.
Why are we trimming our precious greenery?
Is to make space for our machinery?
Machines may make our lives fun and easy,
But without the oxygen, we might not be half so breezy.
Trees are our ultimate supporters
They are our food and oxygen headquarters.
They make their own food
Only to be devoured by the human dude.
We are replacing trees by our own industries
And other human facilities
But it is time to realise
That trees are our ultimate allies.
Think about all the wildlife in the forests
Whose homes we are to demolish.
How would it feel if someone
Would break down our houses one by one?
So let us stop this negative yielding habit
To make sure we still the Earth inhabit
For deforestation may contaminate your very life
And it may hurt more than any knife.
I brought up a tree in my blood,
The tree grows up and opened eyes with his green leaves.
One day the sky comes to my tree and gives Wind, Clouds and Sunlight,
I filled my feelings of a true love of a tree,
My feet are running deep in to the earth
with long roots of a tree.
One day the sky brings lots of Clouds,
Wind gives plenty of fresh oxygen,
The Sun gives light.
I sit under the tree and breathe long life
Full of flowers and fruits that give me pleasure and happiness.
My pain is a one act play
in my life’s endless stage,
a web of emotions
its setting;
there is no beginning
no end,
none to laugh
and no one to cry.
The props on the stage
are my losing hopes,
and waning desires
riding a rusted cart;
moving along
a barren path,
in lights dim
like my silent pain.
I knew what not to write
but did not know
what I should,
I gave a beginning
to the act,
but do not know
how to give an end.
Dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile
I see your beauty
You bring out in me
A great inspiration
Two Hearts
Beating as one
Hands held
Two minds
Forever as one,
Our lips gently
Kissing softly
A bright smile,
Upon her beautiful face,
The sun is shining,
Two Hearts beating,
One soul.
Our Happiness
As one,
Our Hearts
Forever beating
Two the sound
Of love our Hearts
Will always be Forever
Beating as one…
In five years or so
All there’ll be is digital TV
The old television signal
It will not receive
For a half dozen years
The old signal will be on
Then digital will take over
The old signal will be gone
Chalk it up to progress
Though don’t you understand
Your life won’t be private
It will be a two-way scan
Every sin moral or illegal
Will be recorded on tape
Our privacy violated
Only the rich will escape
No one will know what happened
Or how they were caught
The key to the plan
No one discovers the plot
All TVs and computers
Will be able to tell
You’re every little move
In digi-Hell
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My favorite book is THE COMPLETE WORKS OF SHAKESPEARE. In it there is one passage in one particular play that I am extraordinarily fond of – to wit – Act 3, Scene 4, of Antony and Cleopatra. It is the line of verse that immediately follows a passionate soliloquy by Cleopatra, in which the doomed Queen declares her undying love for Antony, wrestling as they both do with their fate that is certain to tear their lives asunder and end their lives forever. And when Cleopatra concludes her soliloquy, there is a profound silence. And then the next line – my favorite – reads as follows:
Another Egyptian Enters The Room
