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shanika yrs Jun 2020
One day I got to ride
a long way alone of a dusty golden valley
towards a horizon
broader than other horizons
it was the eternal dusk
days and days, years and years
still, it is goldenly glimmering dusk

Maybe it is my blood awaited her love
tamed with the time pictured the dusk in tan
every  blink of light, catching up my eyes
added little more to my enigmatic love
how it could be, the dusk to be immortal
she asked musing on
why it is now strangely sudden?

I came from dawn and being riding days and nights
only the dusk there it has been
cosmos in wait, us to be known
the laws of Gods and calls of heaven
The Dawn is falling only for The Dusk
Life is going by dawning to dusk
© shanikayrs
Hey over there you gods of the earth and other planets
Your creature like I, a human mold suffices knowledge not,
As you mightly rove all over the sphere and share domains amongtst thyself
To reign over the whitenes, Jewry, negritude, sinotude plus  yakeetude of mankind,
Enjoying  your ethereally eyeview onto the earth at your creations,
Permit me to shoot up  a guestion to you over there in your deitly realm
Be you  jehova of the jews or amadioha of the igbos,god of the english or anything dogmatic,
What happened to your clay mud and tools pertinent in trade of human ****** creation,
So that you of late on umpteenth scale  have created men who are women
And beautiful women who are aggressive mefolk and then ubuguitous earthwise ?
What has gone heywire with your human architecture ,when *** organs and feelings
Are center stage beckoning for their traditional orientation ?
Is homoeroticality your new creation technology  ?
Or it is man recreating himself ?
Don’t you have enough clay ?
If material matters do you honourable deities
Come to Africa , chief Mugabe bob will guide you to copper-belts
Of chimurenga fields were clay is beyond any control,
In such quests you will go back to goldenly old
Human ****** creation topography
That will glorify your deitiness
In the old manner of hetereoeroticality.
A river among a stream
forecast only myriad of dream
when early dew easily derived as mad
while peace here is now our dream
with thinking that imbed these orchid pastels
once weight did keep it from debt only seemingly then
but the river quay abscond many hats to wear again
while canoe does display this garden wall
with a dream of a lifetime so it's shone
when into darkness finding a rainbow
and each river there a quay did find a reeve
for contaminates as water must goldenly flow
as their sustenance can keep evermore alive.
Reeve is a Canadian magistrate.
Onoma Sep 2014
You smiled like Christ
burningly...may animal-skin-centuries
process us Goldenly.
You compound my ontological
shock...you bliss me
in and out.
Jessica H Jun 2015
In this parched and scorching desert,
you are the oasis that I seek to find
I am mesmerized by that
turquoise shade of water, so fresh and clear
and it glistened goldenly under the sunlight
surrounded by trees
bearing plum and exotic fruits

The water sweet and refreshing.
It is magical.
Wonderful, bubbly sensation filled my mouth; instantly
left me feeling transformed
I quenched my thirst with endless provision.
Like a sponge soaking up without restraint
and with verve.
shanika yrs May 2020
As the light falls into the dark
he appears smiling out of the glass
with all the graces of gold
and of the shades of white
fond to be with the color of love
charmingly fallen red

Above to the everything holds
she nearly walked up to the gods
blows a kiss to the vault of heaven
knowing the man who delighting her heart
the man keeps shining out of the glass
to the glory of light she averted

Kaleidoscopia de love

Fatedly it is whitey blown ~ goldenly pictured
© shanikayrs
Travis Green Aug 2021
There was excitement
Stirring in the air
Summer serene vibes
Beaming kaleidoscopically
From the sweet sunshine above
My whole body feeling
Lovely, lively, so angelically made

I was a vessel of goldenly grand magic
A brilliant buttermilk sky
Of towering dreams
Sheer poetry in desirous motion
Glowing inside my mind
As I danced and serenaded
To the rhythmus of the scenic view
Onoma Jul 2024
the moon's fail-stop of reinvention

leaves her an amnesiac.

chipping away at her goldenly drawn

rim of remembrance, as if a China

plate.

holding a full serving of curdling milk.
Travis Green Jul 2021
Clean, masculine scented king
Slender, fine-looking
Dark-haired, exceptionally venerable
Powerfully desirable
Goldenly grand sunshine
Illuminating paradise
Aa swirling smooth dude
Everything I longed to embrace

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