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#aladdin
On my way into   the chamber of the rose I saw there was no rose a thorn is on the door! Slash it cut it bin it off I did these all only to grow many more! I took a chance without drawing close with a pinch of salt I played a creative stroke. Ah did I rub the Aladdin’s lamp now it seems to talk? Fostering an array of whispers we tend to build a bubble. Only to realise I am still outside at the door! Mediating with the thorn yet to art over to the rose.
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Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 12:05 PM UTC
Art Over To The Rose
Beautiful Bangladesh naturally is pretty cute on second thought is a masterstroke. You gotta see it to believe how stunning it looks as if the sunrise rendered a beauty spot gladly put it on the morning rose! Pop into a country of mass people you could be walking down the singing birds hanging low nearby our princely open doors. Every one of us knows in the heart we are sitting on a land of pure gold! Should you bask in at the crack of dawn as the crackling light of heaven stumbles upon follow the first light that gives you your cue! Besides the world's ********* Aladdin's three wishes came true: the longest beach the biggest tea gardens and mangrove forest, in Cox's Bazar, Sylhet and Sundarbans. Take your peep eye on in every direction ah, moments await you on both sides of the pool! Vividly mesmerising the Bengal of Gold, a narrative in words can't always be told. Sometimes it's said with whispers of old in the shade of bamboo when that flute is heard expect it to be carried to you by the frost-kissed air! Hang onto your cameras even though you walked passed the twilight in scenic Bandarban seen the sunset in Kuakata is de ja vu ambling down this nook you might feel walking one step down beneath the Moon!
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Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 5:07 PM UTC
Bangladesh A Land of Pure Gold
leaching moments glide carpets are flea infested feeding on the weak wishes once on stars now there scratched upon lotions wishes end torment every wish a price deathly heights balance falter princes do fall hard wishes wasteful spent genie does smile, wasted breath no happy endings.
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
So Many Wishes Fail
Hard, as it gets inscrutable and scallywag unfinished statuettes untamed as any wild stag un-hegded wagers, bets Unraveled layer hearts hardened and inured unrefined, as better parts but none the less, are pure They live among us all pretending to be tough heeding the hero's call as diamonds, in the rough
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
In the rough
They told me in all honesty, "you're a flying carpet" and still they walked all over me. I'd do the job for nothing if respect was what it gave, but it seems to me Aladdin wants nothing more than for me to be a slave. It feels like jellied eels out there cold and wet and slippery I think I'll put my slippers on and watch catch up on the TV. But I've got to go out in the snow fodder for the cannon going on and on to a thousand variations of at least four different seasons in a day. I know it's summer somewhere where the Winter's left behind and its up to me to find it, but at times this man's so blind. If 'open sesame' won't do and the bell don't seem to ring I'll use a stick of dynamite and blow the door right in. It's a Sunday, they say let us kneel and pray to some greater God who's left the World in such a mess I think that rather odd anyway, I get down on my knees ask for forgiveness pretty please. A chess game and they congregate make their moves until they reach a stalemate sixty seconds on the clock the gun is cocked the casbah's rocked the door's still locked I light the fuse.
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 5:23 AM UTC
Arabian Knights
I live in a whole new world But no magic carpets here Even x-ray glasses can’t see what I see Only the Bible can make it clear People are half dead like zombies And religion is our curse of Babel Time is more limited and precious When you must choose in what you should dabble Most people want to see the sequel to Casper But little do they know; it’s already on DVD But once they know, they lack time or investment And preach – “the best things in life aren’t free” I’ve been given the warning of Noah But they won’t heed until the fire rains For our home is not of this world In heaven there will be no tears or pains Let me show you the world I can be your diamond in the rough To open your eyes to the bars around you And strengthen you for when things get tough I would offer a red or blue pill But I’m not into drugs So the choice is yours: life or death All I offer is love and hugs
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 8:10 AM UTC
Take My Hand
The Christmas season is upon us With lots of things to show NO THERE ISN'T , YES THERE IS And the best of them's the Panto **** Whittington and Aladdin Are two that I've forgot But I've heard that they're amazing YES THEY ARE, NO THEY'RE NOT A tradition every Christmas The Panto finds the kid Inside every one who witnesses NO HE DIDN'T , YES HE DID!! Actors dressed as women Silly fun for all to see NO IT ISN'T , YES IT IS And lots of fun for me There's nothing like a Panto To make the people yell NO IT DOESN'T, YES IT DOES It's a laugh for me as well This year I chose my Panto I'm going to see the lot So, I will wish you Merry Christmas I WILL SO, YOU WILL NOT!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS AND ENJOY THE PANTO IN YOUR AREA.
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Nov 12, 2012
Nov 12, 2012 at 6:27 PM UTC
The Christmas Panto
More often than not, I am reminded of Aladdin's struggle. He grew up with out a life of luxury. And then he meets Jasmine, And he transforms himself in to something that he wasn't/isn't. In hopes of having her falling for him. What I think of is that he wasn't noticed at all, Except when he stole bread or did something bad. Until he became a "Prince". He sings that "if only they'd look closer..." That "there's so more to me" There are some days where I feel like Aladdin.
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:24 PM UTC
Disney ideas (part1)
In the aftermath Of a very hot bath Sylvia Plath Used to re-read Katherine Mansfield stories Until she felt A little bit snory. Whilst Ted Hughes - After he'd imbued The cool waters of A shower for an hour - Would watch Jackanory Till he felt Hunky Dory Then listen to Aladdin Sane To bring him back to The real world again. Watch That Man!
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC
The Ablution Regimens of Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes.