I am a boy named Tony
My girlfriend's name is Beaty
She doesn't allow me to sing
She think my guitar playing has no feeling
I just want to write her love melody
If the world is not so ruined
My Beaty is a bit undereducated
I blame for her childhood and family
I will show her all the words with love and meaning
Until she become my favourite poet

Beaty eyes
they stare into me.
Beaty heart
I feel the shake.
Beady sweat
between brows gather.
Beaty bodies
we feed the anxiety.

One of me and my cousins
favorite places to play
Was behind Papas shop
I can still smell the saw dust
Repairs were made
That one could trust
Made from cinder blocks
Was a minnow pond
There is where Papa
Raised his own fishing bait
The wild blackberry field
Grew thorny on the other
Side of the gate
Best times of my youth
Spent on The Hill
Jumping off the pumphouse
Drawing in the sand
Playing chase with my cousins
While waiting for Grandma's
Sunday dinner,
Youth was so grand
Uncle Beaty's trailor was at the center Of the hill,  where his sister's took turn Caring for him, where his wisdom
Was instilled
When I brought Uncle Beaty
His dinner I would stay
To listen to his prayers
He placed in my heart
God's truth deeply within
Protecting me from my future of sin
For the simpleness of life
The greats of my family
Have revealed to me
Is to spread the love of
Jesus,  your heart will be
♡♡♡Set free♡♡♡

Marijuanna is great makes it good,
eats your brain tords the end insane.
you dont grow even though you know.
Its hard to spit and, Its hard to quit.
gets you hungry,
eat, puff, chew,
          lets get high and off we flew.
I can do this i Dont care,
I'll be different want to stare?
lets be bold,
when were cold,
we'll just light up
             bought and sold,
who has my back,
        who the **** needs the crack?.
I lack my money thats ***** funny,
                    bought a sack sold yur sisters bunny,
ahhh now I'm out ,
  **** I'll give you a try,
snort, smoke, shoot,

never toot ya the boot...
your hand just took me oh hard so shook me,
so Im hear depended my gear,
I need that lift,
  ya satins gift,
rock and roll,
I'm a beaty troll,
           your things i stole,
                  lost out control
                       You'd have my back?
I really need you,
                I left them all,
family friends put up a wall,
           I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit.
         Hey you there you got the "$hit"





Hey its true tell me about it!


Jesse   *Mckush

I watch you, I watch you grow into the beautiful master piece of art you are .
You're magnificent , and rare to find.
It's the middle of the night and the moon shines bright through my window and the cool breeze blows my chimes .
My name is being howled in the mountains by you.
It's like Mozart , music to my ears .
Thus passion I have ought to be a sin , because you're a beast .
But yet so caressing so passionate .
It's a full moon , you run through every mountain .
I wait and you arrive , with therefor I pause.
Panting , motionless
I gently touch your fur and stare into your red Beaty eyes .
I can't help but pour my love , I see this beautiful art work.
Not a beast but a master piece
Nobody wants you in this town , they have such hatred , animosity .
But they are just degrading a beautiful creature .
You're so dangerous and can **** with the sharp claws and teeth but instead we make passionate never ending love and those claws scratch my back and those teeth sink in my neck .
I become alive , just like you .

Marijuanna is great makes it good,
eats your brain tords the end insane.
you dont grow even though you know.
Its hard to spit and, Its hard to quit.
gets you hungry,
eat, puff, chew,
          lets get high and off we flew.
I can do this i Dont care,
I'll be different want to stare?
lets be bold,
when were cold,
we'll just light up
             bought and sold,
who has my back,
        who the **** needs the crack?.
I lack my money thats ***** funny,
                    bought a sack sold yur sisters bunny,
ahhh now I'm out ,
  **** I'll give you a try,
snort, smoke, shoot,

never toot ya the boot...
your hand just took me oh hard so shook me,
so Im hear depended my gear,
I need that lift,
  ya satins gift,
rock and roll,
I'm a beaty troll,
           your things i stole,
                  lost out control
                       You'd have my back?
I really need you,
                I left them all,
family friends put up a wall,
           I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit.
         Hey you there you got the "$hit"





Hey its true tell me about it!


Jesse   Mckush

Grey eyes lined with silver,
set on a frame of black.
With newspaper folded up tight,
I heard it's laced with crack - *******.

His fingertips are melted,
and her nails are peeling off.
He stuffed his cigarettes in his pocket,
but she took them when he wasn't looking.

I thought the beaty music was a falsity,
but she didn't lie when she told me.
I didn't want to be there,
just a face in their foggy window.

With lines of trying times on tables,
with the ash trays over flowing.
There was nothing left but lies and fables,
like when mom would sing me lullabies.

They don't remember that,
or stickers, or coloring, or-
just the slow patter on asphalt,
as they run from the lights and the sound.

But the tables are turning with concrete,
and their eyes are rolling back dark.
A star light of noise and asphyxiation,
will be such a salt, such a nice destination.

Unexpected
Before I even knew your name
I knew I loved your smile
How you concentrated on my eyes
when I spoke
Or just gazing to gaze
Giving energy through eye contact
You made sure I was warm
You didn't need to say anything
Because I knew
And you knew that knew
Because we spoke about it
Genuine kind honest communication
So natural
A life force
The calm of your ocean eyes
Souls are stars
Stars are flames
People with names
You listened with your whole self
Including your heart
You lit up when you spoke
And this gentle reality
Of us wandering
Alone, yet together
Became more and more real
We got it
And we opened it
And we let it breathe
We traveled
And gave our souls vacation
You are beautiful
You don't just
See beaty
That is what you are made of
And you gave me some to spread along
I am forever grateful
Humbled
Awed inspired
By who you chose to be every **** day
You truly are a soul flame
Here to light the world in goodness
Creation
Thank you
From every cell of mine
How I will dream about gazing into each others eyes
You have been my every kind of friend

Pristine, sixteen and kean as the wind
She was twinned with a storm
The day she was born
And since I met her
Forty odd years have passed
Mostly for better, never for worse
Some things are built to last
And even after all the years
I can still hear her footsteps
Coming up those concrete stairs.
If I close my eyes, it’s like yesterday
Delivering the milk in the student block
Clink clanking away
I could set my clock.
She was from Camp Road on the Mayfield estate
Her dad’s yellow Datsun
Driving through the Abbey’s gate
To pick her up and take her home
“When do we meet him?”
She said he’d moan
“Like a rabbit in the headlight”
She said he said
As I shuffled away and headed for bed
Pernod and black on my wardrobe shelf
You’d let yourself in and help yourself
So self assured for one so young
I can still taste that Pernod on your tongue.
We just knew that we liked each other
Something inside told us that
From sweet innocence to a natural born mother
And you always looked good in a hat
Do you remember that first day
You came into my room?
It was the end of term
And you were the new broom!
How many times
Did you clean my window that day?
And we talked and we laughed
As we thought of things to say.
I couldn’t wait till September ended
And the college reopened
And our separation was suspended
Then I had to ask Beatie where you were
I still feel that little chill of despair
“She’s away tae Spain son”
“She’ll no be back till next week”
Oh how I breathed that sigh of relief
And counted the days till then
When I’d see you smiling again
And when you arrived, you wore the crown
Sparking eyes, electric skin
Golden brown, oh, where to begin?
I could only dream
Of wedding bells and perfume smells
Like the cat who got the cream.

Time and a word, that was right for me
Yes the moment that we knew
That what would be would always be.

Forty odd years, where did it go?
Imagine if we’d never met?
In a world I wouldn’t want to know
Heaven forbid.
But thank the fates that we did.
People and places all those old faces
Remember Rab and Ray, back in the day
Gorgeous guys, fun and wise
And Elaine and Jack, they had your back
Gorgeous gals, the best of pals
Then there was The Sun Inn
And The Bottom Shop
And the Justinlees
Where we drank a drop
- and shot the breeze.
Those were the days in so many ways
A world away
But doesn’t it seem just like yesterday?


The Cast:

Mr Reid, Gudreon and Anna
Mr Mitchel, Mr Mair
Mrs Hyde, Mrs Rowbottom
Ian MacDougal, Brian Baxter
Ron and Carol Iphofen
Dr Mary Ross, her mum and her dog
Paul Cockcroft and Dave Turner RIP
Alan Ducklin
Big John The Gardener, Both Dereks
Jimmy and Anne Deans
Lilies, Annie Gilmour, Shiela Stuart
Betty, Irene, Cathy and Dawn
Nessie, Agnes, Beaty,
Peggy, May and Lynne
And all my fellow students, where would I begin?

Fake was the gold
She spun from her wheel.
Did you not know the farse to get here?
A Lie the tower
He climbed to reach her.
Tell the children of the witches plot.
Don't forget to hide the gold.
Tie it with a ribbon,
Leave it cold.
String a tear,
wear 'round your neck.
Bewitch a prince.
Hide the cinder foot.
Don't go in the woods.
It's beaty,
Will kiss you awake.
While your gallant steed pulls away.
Charge on to another day.
Watch for troubles,
On the way.
Fair maidens in towers
Glass on their feet.
Beware troubles,
Beholden in Fairytales.
The story's never over,
Though we stare at books end.

Her glory eyes passionate me
I am becoming infatuate her
How rejoicefull these moments
Her beauty is great then nature
Yes ! I am in love just love
I am in love
Her eyes like a ocean
Sinking me in that ocean
Your pink cheeks
Like a crimson peak
Her beaty like Himalayan snow
Sunshine reflect and cheeks glow
I am in love just love i am in love

I see not only your beaty on the outside
but also your beauty within
and the thought of unleashing your inner thoughts
is like going on a ride
and a good friend of mine once told me;
'fight for what you love'
and it's strange, because we've only just met
so why is this rushing through my head?
and the day that you finally let me see into the real you
i realised my feelings were true

i'm in love
it's nothing like what i felt with all the others
You fill my stomach with butterflies
and when i think about you, i can't help but blissfully sigh
you make me nervous all the time
and i can't help but come up with rhymes about you
if only, i think, you'd love me too

the day you told me you loved me
i was buzzing like a bee
nothing could wipe the smile off my face
and nothing could slow the pace of my heart
for as long as you and i are friends, my heart shall never part

then came the day that i was told you no longer loved me
i wondered why i hadn't seen this coming
and the guitars of my heart stopped strumming
my heart tore in two
one part stayed with me
the other went with you.
When you walked away from me that day
you left me broken
and now i'll never be the same
you changed me, the day you came.

This breath is to my past
...I'm inhaling but not exhaling
Or should I exhale to release the hurt?
Or do I just **** it all together and forget about it...
Like I see so much hate and fire..
It's so unpleasant to look at my own reflection and to only see Beaty because someone else does
...and vise versa
I envision a life where freedom can take my hand
Where I'm not afraid
A freebeing just in the moment
Expressing her individuality
And accepting others
And I see perfect in my vision
Something that will never be reached...

In a world full of dos and donts
Full of judgemental *******
Like I'm a ******* unicorn and I'm beautiful kiss my ***
In a world that is constantly changing it's view of Beaty it's social standard
In a world where you feel an idiot for being different
For being you
For simply coming into the world as you are
No makeup, no weave, or whatever
Was your crime...
I don't get it
How cruel a society
And to brainwash it's own people
Into hating one another
Based on gender, hair, skin color, occupation...
How ******* rude
How preposterous
...like ***
I'm a beautiful young black girl
And again I'm beautiful
For a fact
According to society and half the world
...I'm not
I need to bleach, I can't talk "black", I'm a hood rat, I'm ugly...like **** that
I'm beautiful
Just as I am..
And there's nothing wrong with me
God makes no mistakes
This is me
I was born this way
And I'll die this way
What am I gonna make matter
Like all those trash talkers
Haters
Hate on you but don't give a **** about your ***
It's crazy why acknowledge the person anyway
Like our world is ****** up

it was just me and you
in my stars of blue
broken sorrows bought
semblance of colors
of golden form
stars glowing
lights blaring of things to come....
Caught the reflection
of many to come
putty in the lights
of golden blue stars
in the sea of gardens of blooms...
Bittersweet golden blue
flows around
the sweet hearts
of those that find
the moment of sweet surrender
in the golden blooms.....
Just thinking of you again
colors reflect the many reasons
time of dance and song
golden times that are pressed
for glorious union.....
Now blinded by golden stars
thinking of the beauty of times
that follows the diminishes of thoughts
the brilliance that once was
born to a woman as I....
Golden lights of many stars
i give to you my many thoughts
that forms the love i once knew
when I knew of him
one last time of long ago
In the golden fairy tale
of fairy gold blue dust I see
something special will come this way
one last time
In golden star lights of time.....

Just thinking of you....
Debbie Brooks..
Deep within the starlight glade,
A child of light sits on emerald green.
Under a great tree her majesty sits In shade,
Her name Is beauty a glory to be seen.
Eyes are closed In peaceful bliss,
Loves' dreams within her mind do wander.
What loving thoughts her mind does kiss,
Not one thought shall her mind squander.
There sits beauty wonder divine,
Awaiting the stars to come out at night.
In starlight glade lost In time,
Where beauty shall meet beauty what a sight.
Then In glory the stars came out to play,
Beaty does open her pools of Love.
Stars painted on dark velvet so far away,
Forever belonging In Heaven above.
You stand and start to walk the emerald green,
Stardust does fall onto glories hair.
Starlight falls upon your glory supreme,
You are the child of light an Angel fair.
Let me drown In pools of soft brown,
Smile become my living sun.
You open up a heart In whose Love I would drown,
It opens In Love for everyone.
Now In starlight glade you are no more alone,
In darkened glory before you I stand.
Tonight your heart shall be my home,
Come my blushing Rose do take my hand.
Now I hold Heavens' glory close to me,
I lose myself within your pools of Love.
The beauty and wonder of Love I see,
It Is time for our hearts to rise above.
Your lips In glory they now meet mine,
In starlight glade our Love shall shine.
We do drink from Loves' cup divine,
You are Loves' eternal valentine.
Dream your dreams as you always do,
May your every dream come true.
Lady of the light may you always view,
This world of ours as you wish to do.
Beauty always walk this world with pride,
Your beauty through the years It grows.
Never set your Love to hide,
My beloved you are the beauteous blushing Rose.
Michael Clarke

ahhh now I'm out ,
  **** I'll give you a try,
snort, smoke, shoot,

never toot ya the boot...
your hand just took me oh hard so shook me,
I need that lift,
  ya satins gift,
rock and roll,
I'm a beaty troll,
           your things i stole,
                  lost out control
                       You'd have my back?
I really need you,
                I left them all,
family friends put up a wall,
           I am bound now all around I just ask no more a hit.
         Hey you there you got the "$hit"
For my brother who's lost it.

The black road takes another turn
the silence will consume
all that's left of your broken heart
arising from the fumes

The blood stained hands of dying night
and stainless sun of glass
smear their colour across the lives
the lives that soon will pass

So expressionless, the dancing flame
it will be soon put out
A raging flood of darkened blood
will join the storms about

Denounce the sweetest form of death
with life catastrophized
look at these moments flying by
your eyes seem mesmerised

Betray a part of your own trust
reflect the ache in you
your mirrors are bent and liquefied
like glimmering drops of dew

The remains of what no more remains
embedded and hidden deep
branches of your fears diluted
forever yours to keep

Below the thunderous wrathful sky
the seeds of hope still bloom
but the faint memories of you and I
are forevermore entombed

An enigma, existence, is fulfilled
but satisfied it's not
like the lives of all the butterflies
whose beaty dies to rot

Behold the sorrow in their eyes
the smiles do often lie
and greet the pain with open arms
can you make them gently die?

In dreams you'll find me standing by
you'll know you're not alone
the galloping tides of a nightly sea
where misery is unknown

Remember the end, the last of days
before you are no more
I see sapphire burning in your eyes
like a fire on the shore

Pouring rain, come and wash the blood
as purple turns the sky
and the one thing that must still remain
is your ever-echoing cry

You know, my friend, they say:
This world the beaty'll save.
Yes, for sure, it saves,
The beauty of the soul, not face.

She was a girl that loved to write
When 4th grade hit that's where she was inspired to write her story
The beauty started to fade, she started losing her sight

Nobody knew who she really was
Everyone thought she was ok
All she wanted was to feel love

Things got worse
Her escape was her notebook and her pen
Instead of her life feeling like a blessing, it felt like a curse

She knew she didn't have anyone to vent to
And she was all alone crying in the darkness
She's a fighter, she's trying so hard not to lose

She was the girl to always hand people her heart but it was either stolen,kicked or tossed
The carvings on the papers started to get deeper
Making sure she's able to follow the sentences and not get lost

The pain increased,  she became tired
Her heart started to become cold
Now she doesn't know such thing as a “fighter”

After each day passed
She wrote less
Her mind started consuming her, She knows she won't last

The ink has left the pages and found a new home on her skin
Her story was slowly being written on her body
Instead of her work being beaty, it started to become pure sin

She was a book full of different stories
The writing on her skin said it all
Its hard to find what you're looking for, even if her stories were in different categories

She started to look ill
She knew her time was coming
Realizing nobody will know how she feels

Her book is almost finished
The ink is starting to run out
Cherish those last pages, sit down and listen

The book is coming to end
She puts the pen down
She knows her new story is going to begin


She reads her own book
And smiles at the work she has done
She left behind her story, so the people that needs it the most can look

She was her own library, but only had one book
She was the girl that took the ******* she was going through and made a story out of it
She left it behind so the people like her can have hope

The last sentence on the last page said
“Our story isnt over”
It's true so keep that in your head

Everything will be ok
Sit down and read her story
God is watching over us, you can fight another day
Just pray
I promise you will be ok


She's an author that everyone wanted to know
Everyone wanted to know her story

Fight like a winner
With all of your might
Do not crumble in fear or despair
Feeling flight taking over
You grow so scared so quickly
How can anyone survive my dear
Unless you are like a
Winner?
Is this not some last zone passing by your enemy
You got over because
No one could keep up with you
Or did they get tackled too
By you?
Stay in your zone if you need to
Just don't let that person get past you
Or I may have to find a replacement
And do man to man coverage and we will lose

Eternal Love
She curled her tresses and her face appeared like moon
Glowing and shining with all her sweet charms and graces
And suddenly I felt myself hidden in beautiful sand dune
Love and beauty have their different shades and basis
My love when I see you I get solace and satisfaction
I am all alone with out you and remain in gifficulty
Your beaty when comes to bee love makes perfection
Your awesome beauty makes me totally frank and free
Let my embrace my sweetheart for heart's satisfaction
Let me love you now and foever to make you glow
What a wonderful lady you are and what an attraction
Let my stream of beauty allow love together flow
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Jan 2021 Love Remains

To thee, The Muse, I will try to aspire,
If you will deign to grant me strength and power
To imbue the words from me required
With Beauty, meaning; to induce desire
Within the souls of ignorants; this sire,
Whose history I’m here about to unfold
By means of means as yet not being told.
An artist was of great imaginary power,
Whom Beaty of the nature didst inspire
To depict th’ most common - most sublime;
Who in the azure pond pervaded to the brim
And strewn with water lilies to the rim
Did manage to express the utmost feeling
And the innermost of soul stirring
With canvas, easel and a swab of brush
In one prolongéd moment of blood rush
Could be compared, if not surpass,
To great Apollo chiseled in the brass;
Fortitude of madman did he has
To every season paint the same haystacks
From the same angle, point of view and place;
And in every sample show it’s grace
Of that uniqueness that he then beheld:
So through the canvas distinctly was smelled
The rich odor of rye so ripe and swelled
That it was hard desire to subdue
To pluck one spike and eagerly to chew
To feel this somehow bitter, somehow pleasant sap,
That not ‘fore long would plunge you into nap
In which you would descry either the dawning
So perfectly describéd in one drawing;
Or woman with a lad amidst the meadow
Under the parasol, or at the window
Pondering on something in her mind;
Or sky with water jointlessly aligned
So ‘tis impossible to  outline
To which domain each sphere is confined;
Or four lean poplars in one straight array,
Or two red boats at anchor at the bay;
The Lunch, The Cliff, The Magpie perched,
Another lilies  joyfully emerged
As if there is no other place for them
And everything pervaded with such phlegm
That ‘tis indeed so bitterly  to rise,
And in the distance to behold sunrise
Although comparable, but not the same
To that Which nature’s trying To surpass in vain.

Happy Poetry Day
Love has no shape no body but all emotions
Presentebd enthralled by beaty in rhythm
With its all meanings and with all its notions
A poet in his own way presents his vision
Metaphors and similies give it colours
Feelings and ideas come with sheer intensity
A poet has very many ways to exposurs
Being straightforward ,frank and just free
Love remains but essence and fragrance
A poet remains in search of all forms of beauty
He is always rewarded for his patience
What a beautiful stance what a beautiful duty
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright March 2021 Love Remain

a spider's minced eyes--

studded gemstones

whose beaty twinkles

reflect suspension.

immaculately pinned to

the molding that draws

down the line of a corner.

in a room where two walls

meet--the imperceptible

musicality of its web, playing

a number to be consumed.