#accolade
Someday I might be remembered
But probably for something boring.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:53 PM UTC
"They admire us" a bucktoothed pirate
stinking liquor and wearing clothes unwashed
straight for an year at least, beams
with such ill founded pride;
pirates are called other names
that sound ironically like accolades!
Protective Gods wielding punitive powers too,
on the other hand, did you notice,
are feared like autocratic patriarchs,
and hated secretly for their temper,
a long standing problem, this! a clear case of
warped human imagination, I'd guess
why not God almighty, find some time
to set right this one problem vexing us for so long!
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
You give me all hope
All hope of capableness to
Sing a beautiful song
And, to danced a dance
Most adorable dance
Accolade, given to me to
Nurture our friendship
Jonesing for a cup of love
Oftentimes, you're sweetest
Habile and passion you are
Ahead of my feeling it's you
Read all above stanzas and
Inspire the warmth of love
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 4:04 PM UTC
Your one smile drives my worries away,
a constant companion when I was little, I miss you every day.
Your voice - kind and soothing, - flows like a river of gold,
and hearing you sing never gets old!
I don't know if I've ever told you how much you mean to me,
how, even the mere thought of seeing you fills me with glee.
This, is an accolade,
an accolade to the best sister the universe has ever made.
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 4:12 PM UTC
Wishes, I never wanted:
But prayed for...
Include me, when a sun fronted
A song; justice, for a silence that were
An ocean of purity, a hat of redemption
I have yet to find, in misery
Apt or deft, a lover's few; contention
Of a word, I knew with ears of liberty
A chance's meeting...
Without a soul's music...?
Then, in though is a fleeting
Cloud, with a thought to name fury's, altruistic
Patience, am I dead, when you smile?
Paradise's praises...
A lie's prayer, that I created with denial
Do we earn a savior's smile, with patience's wages?
Curious, the taste in sunshine...
A tattered hat, with must to adjourn
A rational source, to a lover's whine
Was a smile our finish, to another wish to burn?
A sunshine, a clash of worldliness
Sent to rage, for a climate of pain
That has seen you, in the voice of pasts
Proud, vengeful and sated...
I see the presence of meaning...
Hearing your coy world, become a flower
The touch of patience, paces of a prayer beaming
The scent of sin, now just death's power...?
Feb 21, 2025
Feb 21, 2025 at 5:15 PM UTC