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They married, they married

Their love became fact

They celebrated, celebrated

The stars were in happy

The world got fine

Their master prepared

Everything to the celebrate

In spite of being stingy

He brought a lot of meat

Of sheep and cows

All the slaves came

They danced and sang

They said, "Oh! Brilliant

Aquamarine comes from the deepest

Making everything fill of feelings

Of happy that cavers and distributes

The funny over all faces

You have white heart

White heart

Carrying into good stature

Making hearts tend

To get a funny music

Expressing good melody

The harmony tells

The harmony covers

Love is up

Love is forever"

They entered their home

They thanked their master

They thanked their Gods

They filled home with happy

They slept with satisfy
this is for who search for freedom and justice
Universe Poems Jul 2021
History
Annalist
Chronicler,
period of mystery
Originally,
Poetic styling
Storytellers,
acted as historians,
in the priming
Memorising,
their stories,
more easily,
dating back,
to around 1000 B.C.
The earliest was Shaman
and, Cavemen picture stories
Rock Cavers,
used picture - stories,
to provide writing glories


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney
zumee May 2018
(take a deep breath and sound all the phonemes out loud, continuously, moving from one to the next at a comfortable pace as you read the corresponding line internally: u, i, e, əʊ, a)

u: Liquescent hurricane pouring through my lips

i: Swarm of ballerinas moonwalking on my cheeks

e: Effervescent cavers interrogating my throat

o: Yawning black hole pulling into my mind

a: This body's answer to my every question
Yenson Jun 2020
In quest for concentrate distraction
the frustrated villagers
with bared teeth and vigorous snarling
dug up a well in belligerent momentum
and in drooling haze and fogged clouds
they filled the well with their with spittle's and spite
the harbingers and provocateurs poked and prodded
ushering villagers into the pool of their spittle slime
and in dastardly glee besmirch them swimmers *** laude
see in wonder what we can achieve cavers of Demos unite
power to the union power to us floaters who swim in our spittle
mention not Plato or Allegory of the cave or the Theory of Forms
Chinese whispering and fabrications are all that is needed & required

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