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 Jan 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Danica
Painful words ignites the soul
Don't take it back 'cause it's sore
Eating me up on my very core
Its already leave scars that you can't cure

Emotions and fears, lullaby with tears
Singing out loud with all of my peers
Dancing all night shouting it cheers!
Tonight I will drink till his memories fades!

Cheers!
 Jan 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Seema
I feel my heart leak
Almost at deaths peak
Drip by drip flooding my chest
Trying hard trying my best
To breath but I feel stuffed
Spills of blood out when coughed
I feel my veins giving up
My eyes blurring from the lights above
I feel rushed with pain in all direction
But my body would not show any reaction
Tears filled, flowed down my cheeks
No movement no words to speak
Am laying in a motionless state
Will I live or will it be too late
All I can do is think with staring eyes no blink
For the accident caused was spurred in like ink
All over the place with fresh blood stains
A shout, a cry, a breakthrough with no gains
I can only smell blood
Now I feel the peak of pain
My heart beats less
My body is in a mess
My eyes closing next
My pulse did its best
The last sirens heard
Its all come to an end
It's too late, I am already dead...


©sim
Too many accidents, drive safe. Awareness, your family loves you.
nested firmly
between
the
birch tree branches
while
you
can hear
the
sounds of
the
piccolo birds
 Jan 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Seema
Forgotten was I,
Unnoticed in everyone's eye,
Everything I did for anyone;
They only seem to say goodbye,
I wonder why people tend to lie,
Am I the only one with this feel,
Trying to let this torment heal,
Of why people are good only from outside,
And so reckless rusted from inside,
No one to walk by my side,
Left alone for me to decide,
Of how I should let myself go,
But no one surely understands me, so
I have made myself a deal,
To be positive and work for my meal,
Diverting my negative vibes,
So it doesn't affect others lives,
With positivity I feel a glow of aura surround me,
That's all to everything I probably just want to be...


©sim
With a shift inkling, concepts dropped
and I was all of my true name.

I etched in moving water.

I streamed me--water frozen,
water falling, water drifting
as fog, as cloud.

I was mini-singular
H2O.

My two hydrogen rabbit ears
danced five different ways,
and oxygen laughed and sang
(what a team!)

Sundried, now as the clock strikes noon,
I find my feet and I stand.
I build myself of basaltic rock.

Tower of Babel--polyglot soundings
in cyclic revision speak intelligence,
spirals I am.

Inverted, I apt dive down.
In transition, I grow rounded
hollowing.

I Earth. I Center.
I Sun Earth Center

where timeless pinpoint passages
****** me home again.

O, what strangeness and wonder
it is -- this practicing freedom.

And you, too ~ have experience?

Awareness
good beginning.
 Jan 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Seema
He doubted me
Then he shouted at me
He blamed me for
No reason
And told me I change
Like season
The person who loved me
Like there was no other
Left my side for another
He said I was expecting
Too much
With kid like attitude as such
This was not a valid reason
To break up like this
But it was evident that
He would never miss me
Ofcourse as the other
Had taken over my lover
My place in his heart
Was no longer his part
He spilled out my love
And let it drown off like
A helpless dove
When I pleaded with sorry
He said not to worry
As some other will fill in
His absence in my life
Upon my broken heart
He left me shattered
To him,
I no longer mattered
He has found a new bloom
That scented his room
Once owned
Now disowned!


©sim
Totally fictional.
.
Once upon a time
my quill danced across your skin
as raindrops on a blade of grass.
The ink spilled like tears,
words formed around your beauty
tracing the curves of a Goddess.

Once upon a time
my heart flirted with your love
as bees above a flower head.
The feelings poured like honey,
caresses formed around your beauty
crying and caring for a Woman.

Once upon a time
my body moved with your body
as waves on a lonely beach.
The pleasure flowed like water,
tides formed around your beauty
ebbing the moans of a Lover.

Once upon a time...



© Pagan Paul (2017)
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 Jan 2018 Ivan Brooks Sr
Seema
He looked weird
With his long beard
Seems unshaven for many years

Walked like a turtle
With a shiny armor like metal
Hung around his neck were cups and kettle

Swagging with baby like steps
I heard Tip-a-tip-tap
With his walking stick and a whitered cap

I watched him from far
Away from my car
Hip-a-didal-do why you stare like am at a zoo

He mumbled loudly like a roar
From a lions cage somewhere at the core
I kept my pace to see him more

A small man perhaps a dwarf
Making his way towards the near wharf
I decided to head off

As I turned to go
He startled from behind
Saying Sip-aa-say-so

Leaving me speechless
With no clue
Of how he got me out of the blue

He taped his stick
And sat on a brick
He totally looked sick

I said "hello"
He replied "ello"
"I am a weird fellow"


He looked away
Far to the other way
Got up and started his weird song

Tip-a-tip-tap Tip-a-tip-tap
With a say of little
Here I see a cat in the middle
Whose with me...Whose with me
With cups and kettle
Sip-aa-say-so Sip-aa-say-so
With nowhere to go
Hip-a-didal-do Hip-a-didal-do
I have no clue...


©sim
Creative writing. Fictional write, spilling imagination.
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