#magnificent
This is a
reminder that:
YOU ARE TERRIFIC!!!
CONQUER LIFE like a
CHAMPION,
because
YOU ARE FANTASTIC!!!
You have the PULL,
YES,
YOU ARE MAGNETIC!!!,
giving out
POSITIVE VIBES,
so, that
others can GRAB IT,
YOU ARE INCREDIBLE,
YOU ARE REMARKABLE,
YOU HAVE THE
DRIVE, and
to you,
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!!!!,
DON'T EVER GIVE UP
ON YOUR
HOPES, and
YOUR DREAMS,
just KEEP ON PUSHING,
It's not as
hard as it seems,
I Am on your
side, and
I am BEING SPECIFIC,
through the
OPTICALS, and TRIALS,
CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
YOU DID IT!!!,
just wanted to let you
know that:
YOU ARE TERRIFIC!!!!
B.R.
Date: 7/1/2025
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 1:13 PM UTC
life on the blue screen
been there done that waiting for
all magnificent
Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
saw magnificent
edifice in peaceful mind
it was just a you
Dec 22, 2024
Dec 22, 2024 at 1:55 AM UTC
The State of being
HAPPY, DELIGHTED and
OPTIMISTIC,
Your LIFE is so GRAND,
SPLENDID and TERRIFIC,
Your Feeling MAGNIFICENT,
The Feeling of GLEE,
You have NO WORRIES,
YOU FEEL SO FREE,
No time for
DISCOURAGEMENT,
Just room for
ENCOURAGEMENT,
Just like a BALANCED DIET,
Let CHEERFULNESS
be your
NOURISHMENT!!!!
B.R.
11/26/2023
Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 2:40 PM UTC
Sunday afternoon
her best bud,
our dearest friend,
coming over for
a television marathon:
appetizer, a glass onion,
a ****** mystery to whet,
NFL football main course,
accompanied by her pasta bolognese,
plus a tasty choice of English after-dinner treats,
with chocolate chip cookies, candied pecans,
a platter of BBC sweet treats,
even one Viennese,
some creatures large and small,
a Victorian female most scarlet.
I proffer:
*I will wear my
best pressed
bleu jeans,
my new Kit & Ace bleu sweater,
(that she bought me)
actively participating in all
activities, even keep my cussing
to a tolerable minimum,
and if asked, will gather in a taxi,
no matter it raining bitter cold.*
She weighs my terms,
excepting
her acceptance:
Responding that my
dress code excessively formal,
sweatpants will be
infinitely more comfortable,
than jeans, given the intense
intensity of couched exertion.
A sole thought courses through my body:
**Lord!
what a magnificent creature
you have planted in my garden**.
Jan 10, 2023
Jan 10, 2023 at 8:48 AM UTC
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We are called God’s masterpiece –
We are His art in progress.
Each was an abstract of their kind
And only the Artist knows how to interpret it;
Only He knows what we are made of and made for.
When others see the beauty in us,
The credit is not ours but to our Artist.
He made us and He finds beauty in us.
Art is an expression
And God expressed Himself through us.
What kind of Artist is He?
Who made us out of His image.
How selfless is He?
And how loving is He?
No one can even take a glimpse
Of His mindful plans for us.
And so we are meant to create something new,
Something that our soul is passionate about,
Something that boosts our confidence in the Lord,
Something that brings us to the fulfillment of His purpose for us.
To express ourselves in various forms of art —
The art of love, forgiveness, redemption, salvation, and so on.
We indeed are God’s art
And as we continue to align ourselves with Him
That picture becomes clearer each day.
Nov 22, 2022
Nov 22, 2022 at 10:21 PM UTC
daisy’s spread out in a vast field
twirling as the wind whips their blossoms
salty lips and caramel hips
dips and tricks
picking up the flowers that fill the ground with
color
laughs in Flagstaff
sidesteps and triceps
gracefully holding sweaty hands
in fields that only flowers inhabit
liberated limbs in little lands
with boundless promises
sway with arms on shoulders
hands on slim waists
spreading fake wings while lying in the yellow
field
smelling the scents, but with no allergies
spinning until floating
two in one without knowing
falling into enchanting spells
flower field remaining sweet
while kissing is faintly heard in the brisk
night air
oh, what a magnificent thing is to be in love
Apr 13, 2022
Apr 13, 2022 at 11:48 AM UTC
Let me be the spring of your life, and bring you a touch of:
Amazingness,
Freshness,
Magnificence,
Sweetness, and
Ever lasting happiness,
Like a beautiful flower.
Hussein Dekmak
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 11:06 PM UTC
INSECURE GENERATION
The generation of today is living an insecure life.
Life full of comparison
Possession of things without thinking of what may happen
A generation trying to prove others that they are the best
A generation where young and energetic men are trying to prove themselves by destroying others.
A generation where big and high class daddies destroy the young with material things
A confused generation showing their happiness and wealth through photography
A confused generation hard to love people from a broken family
Everything is invalid!
We suffer insecurities we didn't create
Many are becoming insecure
Completely unstable
Trying to compare themselves with our today's models and celebrities of our century
Probably hiding behind makeup
Cause probably without the makeup!
They,themselves are a hot mess!
They pay a ransom to look great!
If beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!
Then,why suffer so much trying to look spectacular?
Why spend to your last coin attracting a whole lot of people?
They say beauty comes from within
Our generation need to stand courageously
And fight against the enemy of self insecurity!
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
After sinking deep into darkness, a glimpse of hope has gently whisked me away to a magnificent world of beauty!
Hussein Dekmak
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC
Out of style, out of place
Who would like this unattractive face?
Unable and sometimes called cattle
I failed, they chuckled.
I cried a bucket and I just dodge.
Losing my self-esteem.
I need to recharge
It's difficult being different
But dear, you're magnificent.
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 7:35 AM UTC
Ciao Rome, you were a splendid dream.
Au revoir Paris, you were like an autumn kiss.
Adios Barcelona, your crevices were filled
with the scent of cayenne pepper.
La revedere Bucharest, may your skies be filled with summer love.
Antio sas Athens, your temples are magnificent.
Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 7:52 PM UTC
Twisting of beauty should not deform the idea, the beauty itself.
Why oh why do clouds of black, rain down on the subject of shame and pain?
Why can’t the weapon be materialized?
Why can’t the lies be realized?
Beauty is the best source of pain.
Take a thing high in glory,
Pure and pleasing,
Disturb the foundation,
And watch it fall.
The height lets it into the darkest hole.
Why is this so?
Why must what is made most magnificent,
Suffer from a subtle switch of substratum,
To break and bend hearts so badly beaten,
Until it becomes easier to drown in poison then,
To take a breath of oxygen?
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
Hell.
Fire and brimstone.
Smoke, ravaging sweet oxygen, clouding eyes, suffocating lungs.
And there you stand in the middle of it all.
Eyes ablaze, a grin that could drop a king to his knees.
There’s something else in you:
A liveliness I’ve never seen before.
All at once there is dark.
Then, light.
And you, a shimmering ethereal figure:
A pinpoint, billowing out to encompass all.
Blinding.
Magnificent.
Rebirth is the only word I have for it.
I stare, because what else is there to do?
Who are you? A Queen?
….
No, my dear, I am a God.
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 2:43 PM UTC
The Universe
an ink drop in water
a single point all at once billowing out in magnificent swirls
Cosmically, we are nothing
Individually, we are everything
supernovae exploding
destroying all that is near
leaving black holes in our wake to devour existence
without hesitation
without discrimination
But also
galaxies whirling and spinning with ultimately undying grace
filled with billions, trillions of thoughts all coalescing
birthing and dying
Careful now, do not let beauty make you a fool
We are the cosmos
grand scheme brimming with rage
harboring cataclysmic disaster
spectacular color contraster
born of ink in water
Everything, yet nothing, beneath The Alter
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
I notice when I leave my home
The beauty from across the way
Such perfection can not be mine
So small and petit
I apologize if I stare for to long
At the red worm proudly every day
I wish something so amazing could be for me
My heart stops when the dancing starts
Such grace cannot go unnoticed
beautiful songs pour filling the otherwise empty street
Captivating me and leaving me paralyzed
For any movement would ruin my listening
For some the ethnicity would intimidate
But for me it peaks my enthusiasm
The thought that such vibrancy comes from so far
But Gone just like yesterday, uprooted from my heart
I haven’t been graced by the magnificence in so long
I see similar here and there
But nothing like the beauty across the street
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
Through the night full of darkness,
The strong cold wind blows and breaks the silence.
Rustling of leaves creates a melody
Of calmness, of grace, of tranquility.
Through the woods, the sounds can be heard
Of the gushing of the river and chirps of birds
And above the darkest of clouds in the sky,
Hides the beauty that no one can deny.
A beauty that shines through the night
The goddess of beauty, you're an Aphrodite
What glorious wonders your beauty possess
That hides a mystery no one can profess
That gorgeous ring of glowing splendor
That conceals the gods' great fervor
Oh what magnificence you unveil up above
You show such majesty of faith and love
In the calmness of the tides of the sea
And the splendid glitters of the waters I see
Unleash the lavish treasures and wonders
Of the land, the sky, and the waters
High above the dark gloomy sky so vast
Diamonds sparkle and shine like glimmering dust
Abundant with wondrous beauties of the night,
The moon remains the most beautiful sight.
-harllynne-
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 6:19 PM UTC
"Pretty boring sunset"
"Those colors aren't so bright"
"Not gonna waste my time with this"
"Not much to see tonight"
And as the crowds drifted off
Expressing their dismay
I sat and watched the last light fade
Perfect ending to my day
Not a scene you'd likely see
In any picture frame
Nor find for sale on postcards
Nor bring an artist fame
But as I stared in silence
Twilight rolled across the sky
Revelation rolled right through my mind
How miniature am I
Though others turned their gaze away
When the sky refused to preen
Twas among the most magnificent
My eyes had ever seen
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
You are beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are fat or thin,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are tall or short,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are dark or light,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you have scars or birthmarks,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are an introvert or extrovert,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual or trans,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you suffer from
Mental disorders,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you wear glasses or not,
You're still beautiful.
It doesn't matter if you are rich or poor,
You're still beautiful.
You may have flaws,
But that's what makes you whole.
And to me,
You'll always be beautiful.
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
Today I've witnessed a magnificent sight
Huge cotton ***** of clouds,
hiding something behind
As the winds blew and sun rays sparkled bright
The clouds slowly unveiled,
the mountain top from its hide
Just like a new bride unveiling her veil on the first day
The utmost gleam brightness,
the most beautiful extravagant being
So shone same as the sun rays kissed the mountains bay
On this diverse planet,
what an extraordinary mesmerizing scene!!!
©sim
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 6:16 AM UTC
***I love my space
So I keep my distance
Like stars above
I am strictly meant
To be marveled
Never to be touched
Keep your hands
To yourself
Don't try and reach
Leaping is fruitless
I meditate
Among darkness
But I am
Exceptionally bright
If you dare come close
I will undoubtedly blind you
Like boarded windows
No sight for the soul
No scythe
For those who reap
I am cold
But like a comet
I'll eventually fall
Slipping downward
Into the void
WEEP
Such lost of power
A magnificent plight
But until then
I will pocket my distance
And know full well
Never to trade
This place
For anything
Below***
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC
Now, she's not just anyone
In fact she's a special someone
She's that kind of someone
You want to share with no one
She's like this calmness that settles on the ocean
After the waves come crashing down
She's like the purest form of unfiltered water
The prettiest sea to set eyes upon
But she can be lost so easily
She's got the strength of a thousand tides
But even the slightest pollution
causes such damage to her aqueous soul
Though the sea is magnificently great,
She still wants to hide.
Does that make her any less?
She can be lost so easily, I repeat
And I haven't mastered how to
stop the water spilling from my hands
Til all that's left is the bitter truth
That she'll never love you
And all you can do
Is look at the remains,
The bitterness inside you
Left, only the grains
Of leftover salt; the memory of her.
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 4:40 AM UTC
I've liked,
but have I truly loved?
Love is iridescent
It shows with magnificent colors,
but changes swiftly with every passerby
I don't want to be iridescent
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 11:41 AM UTC