People say 'something good is worth waiting'
Patience comes in while waiting
and so does determination.
So...i'm in no hurry,
just sit back and I wait..
I wait and be patient
wait and be patient
and  enjoy the beauty of it..

A grand dinner at Park Royale
Mingling with the aristocrats
the celebs and the royals
was introduced to a goldsmith
showing off her 24.4USD
fancy bue grey diamond ring..
she mentioned her name
gave a card written Jacob & Co
i am impressed same time i felt too small
when she asked me what I did for a living..
Unsure whether to be proud or shy...
told her i am simply a wordsmith
i write words of love and of virtues
Astonished.... she looked at me... amused and confused
WORDSMITH? She asked for my business card but i gave her this site
http://hellopoetry.com/write/poem/
she rolled her pretty eyes again
her diamonds shine...
my shy eyes met  her questioning eyes...
and I slowly bowed and said...
"if you can't find me anywhere"
you shall meet my words
even if I die today or tomorrow
my poetry remains....
i am a wordsmith forever i shall be
the gold is in my words the carat 30.11
is me.
no profit will it make understand the
written word.
your ring will be forgotten in the years to come
my words will still be read ,the perfect word
will never die

My **** freezer is getting old
her heart is no longer cold
Placed it next to my magic oven
Hopes she'll get some motivation...

My **** freezer was once very gorgeous
Stood tall in the kitchen, It really looked fabulous
made food and drinks tastier and delicious
This freezer so cool, prettier than Miss Universe

Put some fridge magnets on its door
That doesn't make her looks pretty anymore
But judge a beauty not from the outer layer
True Beauty comes from your heart underneath
despite your age  young or old...
Your beauty shines.... shines from within

Now I am having a dilemma..
my hot and **** freezer as old as my grandma
She is not so hot anymore
She is not so cold either...
but she remains to stay in here
Until the day to decide I should no longer need her....

You said "Please go"
You were not even joking
I mourned over this sad goodbye
I only came to see your smile...

Met him by accident in November 5 years ago
Had a a couple of drinks...
some stupid conversations
laughed and we left each other

In summer we met by chance
he started to ask a little bit more...
What was the color I like?
Did I believe in Outerspace?
Thought he was funny
We started sharing jokes
but... Summer came to an end....
and we left once again

Started to think about the guy I met
He was not somebody I like
Crazy then... why I had to worry
Whether he had eaten , slept or gone to work already...

I remembered during the brief encounter
He sang this song which sounded so familiar
Came December he disappeared forever
Haven't heard a single news
Yea I forgot to ask for his number

I came to listen to his favourite song again and again..
Hoping that one day I might find him again
Regretted of the least of things I knew about him
Am Thinking....
at least we should have had  a deeper conversation

I have nothing I only have words
Words of the enchanted love
Words of an inspiring beauty
Words of fairies and princess in fantasy land
Words….. only with words
I could treasure your love
And say a million Thank You

I only have Words to paint the whole world blue
Or red or green or yellow
With my words I paint the world bright
I paint it dull, gloomy , cheerless…
Arrange each words and make them sound so right…

It seems that all my life I have been looking
for Perfect words...
words to say things right
And make you and everybody feel alright

If I should leave you too soon
Just remember all the magic words we shared
Magical Words from me are not just words
They are words Written from my deepest heart
No diamonds or gold can be compared
of this Perfect gift for you from an angel
Who only knows how to write…

Words of poetry are like the soft feathers
Delicate, beautiful and colorful…
As she Placed the feather upon your bed
an angel leaves silently…
the precious words , the memories she leaves behind…
only to remind you… of …
A feather from an angel ,
with love….

a flower in her hand ,
colours in her writing fall gently from her hand ...
blossoms in her prose writing of things that she knows...
a rose she will say, in words that display,
a fine mind as words pour.in torrents like a waterfall ,
a boquet begun lillies and sun flowers
hung in writings of love passion for this art..
the words that say "how was your day ?
"dressed in fine display ..
a fine hand that say "this is for you "
if tears it does bring then my words
to impart have reached your beating heart
the words become flowers written
from the hand of magic it imparts .