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She was so deprived, lost, broken and shattered
But it was festive
And she wanted to look beautiful
For all the expensive clothes and jewels;
So she thought of the Love
That never existed in her world
And her heart gleamed so is her eyes;

"She looked the prettiest of all"
This is BELOVEDz's serenade
A ballad of sorts for LOVERz

HEER:

Sing everywhere
Tell everyone our LOVE
This is our story of LOVE
Heer's search for Ranjhaa

~~~

YOU met me once
And touched me with your LOVE
YOU left your LOVE in my SOUL
And when we left each other
I left a cut-scar of LOVE-mark
On your left fore-arm

Every night in darkness
You come and kiss my fore-head
You come and kiss my toes
You surrender to me and
Melt me to dissolve in YOU

I've been wailing for YOU
I've been lamenting for you
Where are you gone
Leaving me like this in
Pain of your LOVE?

Come and see me....
What all I do to search YOU
To bring YOU back to me...

Like I left a LOVE-scar on your body
Why didn't you leave one on my body?

Why can't I rub the blood on my face
That oozed out of your scars?

I want to make a permanent mark
Of your LOVE on my SOUL
On my heart, chest and breast
As a sign and symbol of
Your LOVE's accession over me

Why can't I carry your LOVE
In my motherly womb?

I dreamZ of you a lot
Because you are not with me physically
Still every night I find
Your LOVE spirit within / besides me

I am letting you know
That this is my LOVE for YOU

No one in the world knows that
I've not allowed the world
To even sense my deep LOVE for YOU
Why we should unnecessary invite and
Influence jealous people's
Evil eye on our PURE TRUE LOVE?

You come and kiss my fore-head
You come and kiss my toes
You surrender to me and
Melt me to dissolve in YOU

Sing everywhere
Tell everyone our LOVE
This is our story of LOVE
Heer's search for Ranjhaa*


(Read the Notes)
At this moment
Ranjhaa's baritone cuts Heer's soprano

RANJHAA:

"Feel my LOVE Heer
I do not have materialistic wealth
I only carry the worth of your LOVE in me
There is only one person who
Writes LOVE poems for ZheerR...

If we can't meet now to be ONE
I will meet death in your LOVE"
Find a Poet Not a poser, not a "it's just a hobby" poet. Find one who mumbles lines as they scramble for a pen at breakfast; who shakes their head randomly when their thoughts aren't rhyming properly;  who has notebooks stashed around the house that you must never touch.
2. Listen Savor the spoken words, for those are harder to express. Keep in mind that they can't be edited and re-written, and be forgiving when a mistake is made.
3. Read The body speaks as loudly as words on a page do. When their eyes are closed or focused on the ceiling and the fingers are tapping out syllables, recognize the unique process. Respect the need for quiet, because if you look closely, you can read the poem on their face before they write it on the page.
4. Write Write your story together. Grab hold of the pen and hang on as you move across the page of life. Sometimes you will dance across, others you will be dragged. You may have to cross out a word, or a line, or a page, but don't give up. Discouragement is a poet's biggest enemy, inarticulateness their biggest fear. So end each day with a semi-colon, because the story will never end the way you think it will, and there must be room for more. There is always room for more, more words, more laughter, more tears, more love,
When you love a poet.
(thanx all for the great suggestions)

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women who wink

drive men to drink

together, glasses clink

tattoos follow in ink

and that ain’t the only thing

~

the tiller tied & forgot,

the slip knot jinxed

the sailboat nearly sinks

~

he cries aloud “you minx!”

I’m all done in,

you’ve got me sminked,^

you winking whilst me sailing on the oceans brink

~

she smirked and laughed that slinky mink,

“clearly you are confused - I’m a lynx,

count to cinq, don’t overthink,

join me overboard into the ****,

I’ll finish you off in the the kitchen sink

where drowning possibilities are next to nothink

promise, we’ll be quite in sync”
^Smink/To smink/Sminking/Sminked...pretty much any context you want.

When you smoke (strictly ****) and drink (alcoholic beverage of you choice) at the same time. Together these two factors get you wicked f’d up and create a great sminked out atmosphere.
Where do we meet
    Oh! No He_*
Getting onto
the next courses
Oh La- La "Cheri"
K>ANSAS>>City

_ Prime spot pretty

 let's >- jump ))) To Love
Please raise the horses

What a skirt steak in her
Petticoat Junction
Going to Kansas City affection
Different tribe or breed
What needs to love me
tender Elvis meet Beavis Buthead
    More  T.L.C  
computer DOC Tick Tock
IRS taking a meat beef
chunk is everybody drunk
IOS what is really the meat
Business Politician Trump

Subscribe well done
Cooked or rare spooked
Taking a Spin City kick
She got canned and licked
The prime meat hot seat

The ******* who arrives
first class steak knifes
Ms. Pork hard chew 
Mr. Beans second rate
Dark pumpernickel
Saloon *******, he
is eating
The young tender
chicken leg

High five thigh? Hands
up Robin Fly
Save the meat "let it be"
  "Let it Be" Beatles
The beat Colonel deep fried
Grade A rare meat slicing

Eating in a board meeting
The pig meat market
of pricing

Doe a deer
he loves
International beer
A very sensitive time
Slaughterhouse no way out
His poker face meets
potato heads beef jerky
Surrender Weds
maple smiles picky
The rich Syrup
Disney Mickey Mouse
Kansas City Wonder
meat house

The beauty of animals
"Moms kettle she is talking
to Parrots" meat
the market for rings riot
Six enemies making
6 rounds
Six servants 666 carats
Robin smiles heartily
"Campbells Chicken" little


He's the Beef Man stew
If you only knew

He's spitting tobacco chew
She peels the potato for the
meathead bad to the
T-bone Dachshund I Bone

Garlic knots heart of the
Sausage wearing the
meat corsage Superbowl
My sweet basil good soul
Grilling your bullhead
Pirate Ribeye steak pupils
Mr. "Billygoat" Bachelorette
Hair flat crepe Suzette

Moms Korean style fuss
coleslaw
what a seesaw
Playing Porgy and Bess
 Scarlet the red rare meat
Rolling stone baking pin
Mississippi one or two
Under my meaty thumb

Comes in three-4-5-6- Lucky 7
-Crazy 8 furries
Nine meat ribs-10 babies
with bibs
Hungry Man meat when!!
Country plaid tablecloth
"Kansas Men" of the cloth
The Pig approval
Kansas City Mayor
new arrival

Family together eating
Don't eat our animals
Why is life so unfair
Feeding the poor
with cans
The bad cut of meat devil
this is not the "Grade A"
This is not a ring
circus trainer Bullseye

Robin coffee animal-friendly
Two peas in a pod I pods
  I tune like Gods
Were the luckiest people to have
animals  

The Floridian with dog murals
Palm trees green thumb
plants sunshine events
The symphony dog tails
of hunts
Whats to compare her twilight
eyes hold the moment stare
Talk to the animal's hearts care
The barbecue all the meat men and the women who love their fruit listen to the Owl lady how she hoots those Kansas city slicker boots and the Hehaw have a good time with family and friends treat the animals with tender loving care
i startled my mind
i shook my head
i slapped my thought
O God , this day is screaming
my heart futile
this land not occupying my pregnant soul in its womb,
let it be fertile!!


see me through holes
doors are closed
windows broken
grey storm ahead
but y
inside my little room
i am not suffocating
this time is lost
this heart is in pain
this pain no more i belong but
still it aches and aches!!


repeat those mistakes
this world is **** busy in noticing
**** the murderers
these hands already ******
my throat choking
y clouds dnt seem to weep tday
y heaven has covered its face completely
i am naked but i want a cover of u
a shield of love, an intense love
but
still in my calmness i pray nothing in return!!
There is some sadness in air
No!
The sadness in you
Deeply rooted
Like water sweeping through the trunk of tree
And blood flowing aggressively
A human is like a dark note of fury
A fire he can replace
Thunders even cany escape
And he can turn into a nightmare
Like of those sleepless nights
Where u are wide awake
And sun never shows up
Even in the longest hour
When ur eyes sore in pain
And still the sadness encompass you in strain!!
I fear to stay alone, but than I feel once ill overcome this fear ill find my real self!!
Never she wanted to end up
Inthe world of chaos
In this strange turtle race
For all the liabilities
She always laughed at them distantly!
She never knew but,
A wave takes its form to ocean
While sweeping off everyone on the same lane!!!
Its not despair
My dear friend,
Its me and acceptance is too hard to handle
So blame me
For all the non sense
I create and re create
In and old fashioned way
So puzzled and jumbled up
That the carpenter has lost the dimensions
And nails are hitting directly into soul!!!
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