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Dec 2014 Rex Forté

Beaux

Hey you're more than pretty. You're gorgeous. You're eyes sparkle brighter than any star. Your smile beats the moon. Your hair is so much fun to play with. Remember not to starve, purge, cut, tear, stab, poke, burn, scratch. There's no need too. I don't need to see your face to know your beautiful. I don't care what the mirror says. You deserve to know the ugly truth. You will always be beautiful and there's nothing you can say or do to change that.

For every girl, guy, and everyone in between. You deserve to feel beautiful. 'I kissed the scars on her skin and I still think your beautiful. I don't think I could ever lose my best friend.

#beauty #what #this #like #is #feels #magicath

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

*Those Eyes*

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

Beaux

*Those Eyes*

Your eyes they hold the key to your soul
They burn me through with passion
My love for you is far greater than any sum
My love for you is bulletproof
But those eyes they shoot me through
Your eyes range in colors so varied
The only color I'm able to pull is brown
A deep hazel that peers through me at my naked soul
A hazel so strong that it could take down a thousand of the Earths finest warriors with little effort
A color that I have grown so fond of I see it when I close my own eyes
Your eyes are my favorite thing to look at
I see them before I go to bed
And when I wake up in the morning
Your eyes are the reason I keep moving
Somewhere you are waiting for me with those eyes
I can't wait to see them

#magicath

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

You & I

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

The Messiah Complex

You & I

You & I,
are a lullaby

We're the deafening *silence
just after the crash
we are moments of happiness
that never last

We're a riddle
that has no answer
we are both the cure
and the cancer

We've read this book
a thousand times, and in our hearts
we both know this fairytale
can never have a happy ending

I wish it did.....

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

Brilliant Madness

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

wordvango

Brilliant Madness

Bach's "little fugue"
            played while figure eights
whistled in my head,
               along with mathematics
to an un-equilibrium point
           where self-confidence
meets self-doubt.

So, in
illusions created by the exact same demons
that saw the bottom from the top
and the   pope as part of a conspiracy,
I created a theory, and ended in a padded room.

I painted spots on walls not assimilating
anyone others works,
became my own victim,
committed to rationality
while acting eccentrically.

Visions came to me, I sought refuge in them,
things I saw the real world calls bug-brained.

There I envisioned the cosmos as a limit imposed
on one's relation to self. I saw the dynamics of  human conflict
as interludes of forced sanity.

I went as quick as I came.

forced into what I don't want to do
I enjoyed the chorus arranged in my head.
Like a game between people I don't understand.

I sneak into Princeton and proved the existence of God. in red sneakers unaware my theory was economic realism.

Then I rejected voices.

And won the Nobel Prize.

A poem about a mad mathematical genius! John Nash! True story.

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

*sigh*

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

Crushing Love

*sigh*

Just somebody do me in already. Please I beg you!

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

it's 3 in the morning somewhere

Dec 2014 Rex Forté

jeffrey robin

it's 3 in the morning somewhere

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They have found what is purported to be the

first Poem

ever written

(about 5000 years old )

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There are 2 possible translations

The first one is

I LOVE YOU !

the second one is

**** ME !

I ' M YOUR ***** !

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A very acrimonious Argument has ensued
amongst the linguist/archeologists around these 2 possible translations

and many say there are deep political attitudes at play

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She said

I LOVED YOU AND YOU CHEATED ON ME

AND BROKE MY HEART !!

I looked at her in astonishment and finally said

BUT

I DON'T EVEN        KNOW YOU !!!

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THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH !

she cried aloud

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OH !

I said

NOW

I UNDERSTAND

ALL THEM CHEESY " LOVE POEMS "

ON HELLO POETRY !!

:/:

It's just that sometimes I get

Disrespectful of disrespectfulness

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As far as the poem is concerned

I was fortunate enough to see the original

And can state that BOTH translations were wrong !

Because I a true expert on these things could tell right off

that it was written by

BERYL DOV

and in his own eclectic ,elliptic manner he was saying

RAY ' S PIZZA ! - THE GREATEST

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Eventually

Science can explain everything

Albeit

Most times incorrectly