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peacholivet May 2020
I laid down motionless with memories of me
Frozen as Everest recounting the dark
Foggy lights and the brightest darkness
Shadowed the clear path of my being
Crooked the road of life I saw
Winding through the river course
The cold snow seared my open skin
In the sun my bones chilled the lowest degree
Deception threw its towel at me
I caught it with revived naivety
And wiped my sweat not knowing the test
Temptation clouded my brightest morn
I saw ahead but failed to look
Ambiguous warmth run through my blood
As I received countless unsolicited visits
One hundred times a day
From the compulsory lesson-devils of life
While I beckoned them to tarry awhile
They marched in with their next of kin
Teaching me one lesson or two
To look well whenever I see
And listen better when I hear
Life teaches so many lessons. Deception is all over. It pays to be alert
peacholivet May 2020
I was bruised and worn smelling fishy
I stopped by your door
And smelled something meaty
Your *** of soup was soothing to taste
And your bouncy couch touched with honor
Your favorite smile tasted like cherries
And your graceful hands served with courtesy
You nurtured groomed and pampered me
Touching all cords of my being with care
Your very fine and pleasant self
Scolded grief off my chest
Few months on I heard a knock
The look on his face was a messy conundrum
And oh a more twisted puzzle  
Was the news that you joined the heavenly ones
A truth I could only genuinely solve
When I laid a wreath on your tomb
Back in your house same reflective day
I looked into your white bedside mirror
And saw you clear standing right there
Did the doctor properly lie?
Or the siren genuinely faked?
I could promise I saw you real
I saw your plain humble face
And saw your colourful breath
I saw your clear pretty smile
And saw your bona fide warmth

The holy woman in the clever mirror
Was the maiden you carefully nurtured
The woman you gently groomed
And the angel you smoothly pampered
I masticated every word you sang
Now here I am
Looking pretty
just like you
we often get in touch with people who change us for the good
peacholivet May 2020
I heard the
news
that google died
quickly googled
to find the
truth
Sometimes some things are obvious.
They couldn't even tell a better lie.
You are the strongest, just as you are.
peacholivet Apr 2020
He came forth wrapped in gorgeous beauty
Two and zero and two and zero
Mesmerizing twos and hopeful zeros
Bearing gifts and visions of platinum and gold
Unknown to the world he had conceived three
Hope, faith, and a poisonous third
Super deadly like black bullets in a barrel
Coercing and bullying innocent hearts
It seized a zero in the blessed year
And covered itself in thorny spikes
A beauty in the lab and a monster to man
A stubborn inedible protein on earth
Forcing its way down anhydrous throats
And winding way up the wide nose tunnels
It announced its coming from the farthest east
With no vivid clue it could cross a border
It walked, jumped, and open gates
Broke fortresses and sacred citadels
Marching on like an unstoppable King
Crippling royals and murdering claws
As deadly as hurricanes and mighty tremors
It emptied streets not a soul in sight
Pelicans and parrots covered the sky
Tigers and tortoises owned asphalt
And whales and walruses had a peaceful swim

A new order of brotherly love beckoned
Friends of covid were alien to friends
And complete distancing the newest amour
Hugs and kisses looked gross as evil
The friendly salutations were fast forgotten
Coughs and sneezes were weapons of death
Deadly weapons of mass massacre
Did the pandemic register horror alone?
Shall we reminisce only of the black?
Nay! The other side of the coin remains
Evident as the cloud that covered the view
In the midst of the live tumultuous chaos
A white dove warbled a song of hope
A white flag signaled the newest dawn
The retina of nations opened widest
Streams and rivers danced in the dessert
Winter shone bright and hot as the sun
And stones became the king’s edible
Inventions never ceased in America
And innovations flooded the soils of Africa
Is this the awakening forefathers chanted?
Should we be ecstatic of the brand new day?
What shall be said of the leader today?
Did he see the summer snow?
See the beauty in the storm
peacholivet Apr 2020
Sometimes
I cry with smiles
Sometimes
I smile with tears
Please
Ask me first
Lest
You console the happy me
And
Rejoice in my sorrow
Do not be hasty in judgement. Your six could be my nine and vice versa
peacholivet Apr 2020
Never a day without me
Never a moment without my thoughts
I am drenched in me
I am my countenance
My fondest moments dwell within me
I am my architect
Carving my smiles and pruning my cries
You can do it. Believe in yourself. You can't always depend on others

— The End —