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Polar Mar 2018
I hear the rhythmic clapping
And feel the pounding of feet on the ground
As dust swirls and dances around
While I sit facing the sun
In all her divine beauty.
Encased in the wood of the red gum tree,
I am at peace.
Burnum carves my totem outside
Surrounded by holy men,
Loved ones and ancestors.
This is my signifier and protection.
I am Miki the moon
Recently returned to my tribe
Heeding the call of the spirits.
My people mourn deeply
But know I will come again
To be at one with them,
First I must commune with the great creator
Rainbow spirit of the sky
For now is the time for dreaming.
Thank you everyone for the likes/ loves and comments, you made my day special!! :0)
Victor Marques Sep 2013
Miki Féher

Olho para o céu do Deus Infinito,
Sorriso do menino com amor.
Povo magiar e vermelha dor,
Povos sem raça e com a mesma cor.
Miki Féher este foi o teu grito…
Sucumbiste for força dum apito,
Deixaste o mundo sofredor.

Tua juventude terna e grata,
Sem ouro nem prata.
Nosso Deus não maltrata,
Empolgaste multidões,
Para sempre em nossos corações…

O nosso Deus te dá sossego no paraíso,
Pois para se tornar a viver, morrer é preciso!
O Benfica canta teu sublime fado,
Pois o destino estava traçado.

Cordiais Cumprimentos

Victor Marques

28 de Janeiro 2004
Bryant Arinos Jan 2018
Ano nga ba ang pag-ibig?
Nakakain? Naluluwa? Natututunan katulad ng aralin o nababasa katulad ng mga maiikling tula?
Nanggaling ba ito sa mga kwentong banyaga at kwentong matatanda?
Siyensya? napaliwanag na ba niyan?

sa totoo lang di mo yan napag-aaralan,
kusa mo kasi yang mararamdam.
di mo rin yan pwede ipilit,
para kasi yang tao, kusang yang pumipili.

di rin yan nakakain katulad ng paborito **** chicken
o ng paborito **** pansit bihon, miki o canton.
hindi rin mahahalintulad sa mga palabas o mga kwentong wattpad na mababasa mo sa libro.

at para sa iba, sabi, pana raw ni kupido ang dahilan
tinig ng sirena naman ang kwento ng iilan.
di naman dahil raw kasi sa naaakit sila sa panlabas na kaanyuan.
hahahaha kalokohan.

Wala pang nakakapagpaliwanag niyan.
siyensya? pwe, di lahat kaya niyan patunayan
basta para sa akin, isa lang ang alam ko diyan.
Ang pag-ibig ay regalo mula sa langit.

di mo na kailangan pag-aralan,
di mo na kailangan pagexperementuhan
di mo na kailangan ng kahit na anong katibayan.
tandaan mo lang. Regalo yan ng may kapal.

kaya bilang tipikal at praktikal na estudyante, wag kang magmadali,
darating rin sayo ang mga bagay na ganyan
Di mo lang alam, matagal nang nakasulat sa tadhana mo ang kwento na nakalaan sayo.

wag **** pangunahan!

imbis na pairalin ang tibok ng dibdib,
subukan paganahin ang isip.

MANGARAP! MAG-ARAL! MAGPURSIGI!

wag muna maglandi!

pag-aaral ang unahin
para makabawi sa paghihirap ng mga magulang natin.

at huling pasabi para sa lahat ng kabataan
at basta paalala sa lahat ng umiibig,
wag **** hayaang mabihag ka ng kalituhan ng mundo
protektahan mo sarili mo.
yakapin mo ang puso mo.

Regalo ng may kapal,
Pangalagaan mo.
Boi Jul 2018
to my Madolyn, Rob , Soliana, Malak, Pinkpearl, Daniel, BJ, Miki, Jules, Willow, Poets Rain, Her, Ashan, Billy, Katelyn, Kirstens, Leah, Emily, Liz, Skyler, HB, Danielle, Robin, Lynnie, Veer, Abigail, and Fawn

We haven't been here long
At all
But your support has been
overwhelming
...to us at least

We haven't written masterpieces
At all
But your responses have been
overpowering
...to us at least

Know we notice you,
Know we recognize you,
and try to get to know you
through the words you present

We could never repay you
At all
But, please, don't forget
we love you
...to say the least

We are honored
We will always work to honor you


Sincerely yours,
A&T (seriously not a ripoff)

P.S.
I can't handle anymore people so you guys are going to have
to help me ****** anyone new coming over. I'll pay.
I know I can do better, but words do escape me when I think of you people
If I forgot anyone, or if you're just lame and want to be addressed as well, let me know.
Now picture this... I communed with chaos and conjured up an ancient conquistador by the name of Quetzalcoatl. He called me a chickenshit coward before grabbing me by my cranial consciousness container; and with a chiropractic crack, just like that, my chakras connected and I channeled the grizzled ghost of Ol' Ronnie Reagan. He gurgled a “Hello” and grumbled “Just Say No” ... “Did you know my Nancy fancied fucktarded fantasies, or that she believed in batshit lunacy like astrology and necromancy?" ***** better know, it's bros before hoes cuz this ghost with the most is about to get gangsta with my ***** Miki-G... "Yo, Gorbachev, you old goblin goat, wipe off that **** stain on your head and tear down that muthafuckin' wall.” After guzzling a gallon of ***** Putin ****** in, he gave Ol’ Ron a wink with a glowing goat eye of iris framed rectangle dark... lowering his headgear he ran slowly while singing a slurred ***** polka rendition of possibly a ***** Riot song. The chorus went something like "******* the Bolsheviks with 11 inch strap-on *****" to which Ronnie replied, “Ewe can dew it to Nancy too!”, as his horns hit cement setting off the biggest supernova block party this side of the galaxy. When the dust settled, everybody was gone and all was right with the quarks and the gluons. The quasars aligned and spun in a symmetrical dance inducing this trance that gave me the vision of which you are reading and the bliss about to unfold here on the shores of Château de Event Horizon, my own private island. As I watch the goblin goats manufactured from the genes of Gorbachev graze the galactic grassy knoll, I’m soon seduced by the song of a sidereal siren... KA-BLAM a ******* shipwreck I endure. When I came to, at the end of my rescue, by whom I suspect to be the same starry-eyed saboteur. She whispers somniferously that to be saved I must partake in her hedonist holy communion. “Drink this neutron star wine in remembrance of my taste, distilled from grapes grown on gamma ray vines representing the lust-laced blood of salvation.” I, a blissom blind bavian obviously, find myself beneath an altar awaiting with bated breath and baculus bombé, bewitched by this bathykolpian beauty of absolute perfection, it’s made clear from my enormous ******* that I’m eager to worship betwixt her exquisite bombosity. “I come to you… er... and on you... with this sacrificial offering of byssus ******* and baptismal borborology... but before I implore... first, hit this baetyl of brume and breathe in a Big Bang **** hit of some killer cosmic kush grown on Kepler 452…. *******?”

“What if I were to bind you up with a sash? Byssus bound with blindfold, and belayed beautifully as can be. Blissom confinement is liberating when not meant to abash. Bestowing to you a masterpiece in *******, a most exquisite ligatured apogee.”

Exhaling miasmic veils of woven haze blindfolds she blows, until we are unable to see. Instead we let our lips caress each others flesh in search of the treasures buried just below. The ritual begins when I go down to taste your nectar of the gods, feel my fingers scrawl spells on your flesh in hieroglyphic haste, Anubis awakes when I invoke he to weigh my heart and become Osiris resurrected, manifested as broken pieces tossed and lost by the tempest of temptation. To traverse this tribulation and emerge triumphant, invoke Isis and find the 13 to complete the puzzle of my psyche. But if you want your toes curled and that shaking sensation, it’s 14 you’ll need to complete the capstone of my ******* obelisk. Then we can transcend by the touch of the tongue, ******* ritual recitation through unspoken glossolalia until we complete our journey to become the Gods of our own creation. Why should we not manifest through sensual sidereal sexuality? Orchestrating a galactic glowing mass of groans from groins grinding in tune with the pulsar powered music produced by Love, Lust, and Longing. Our libidos vibrate as sine waves in harmony with strummed string theory, for we are the Cosmic Conductors controlling this sonorous ****** symphony riding gravitational waves that will forever ripple throughout the fabric of spacetime. Cosmological carnal knowledge collapses and condenses our atoms, coalescing to produce photons of pure light to illuminate the encroaching dark void of loneliness which desires to devour it all.
Now picture this... I communed with chaos and conjured up an ancient conquistador by the name of Quetzalcoatl. He called me a chickenshit coward then grabbed me by my cranial consciousness container; and with a chiropractic crack, just like that, my chakras connected and I channeled the grizzled ghost of Ol' Ronnie Reagan. He gurgled a “Hello” and grumbled “Just Say No. Did you know my Nancy fancied ******* fantasies, and that bedlamite believed in astrology and necromancy? ***** better know, it's bros before hoes cuz this ghost with the most is about to get gangsta with my ***** Miki-G... Yo, Gorbachev, you old goblin goat, wipe off that **** stain on your head and tear down this muthafuckin wall.” After guzzling a gallon of ***** distilled through Vlad Putin's ego, he gave me a wink from a glowing goat eye of iris framed rectangle dark... then lowered his headgear and destroyed the blockade like a supernova midnight pool party for Gremlins and grenades. When the dust settled, everything was gone and all was right with the quarks and the gluons. The quasars aligned and spun in a symmetrical dance inducing a trance; showing me it was gonna be a great day here on the shores of Château de Event Horizon, my own private island. Where I will watch my goblin goats with genes of Gorbachev, graze the galactic grass while I wait for a companion to come. Another cynical cosmonaut to converse with through this and partake in this holy communion. Where neutron star wine made from the grapes grown on gamma rays represents the life force of beautiful bombshells of red, brunette, and blonde. Lust-laced blood we bathe and become baptized in; breathing from the baetyl of brume taking Big Bang **** hits of killer kush grown on Kepler 452. The haze making it hard to see, when we feast on the flesh force fed to each other; for we are the Gods creating our reality. Leading to a galactic gathering of groans from groins grinding in tune with the pulsar powered music called Love Lust and Longing. Our libidos sing the sine wave sounds and strum the string theory, for we are the Cosmic Conductors created from stardust now streaming the vibrations of this ****** symphony throughout the fabric of spacetime. Cosmological carnal knowledge collapsing and condensing, the coalescing creates pure light from new stars being born to illuminate the darkness dwelling within us all.
Anya Dec 2018
The golden baby
In the last slice of Mardigras cake

A half dollar
Well after they stopped being printed

A rare right sided conch
When most others are left

Are the rare treasures I find buried underneath

The glass bird
Dainty as can be
And the size of a nail

The miniature tea cup
A full set
Spoon and all

The Minni and Miki
Mouse holiday wear
mini collectibles

Miniature Kitty Kat
Pouches
In four different colors

Are the tiny bobbles I couldn’t bear to part with

The multitudes of dice
From classic six sided
To 8 To 12
Even dice in dice
More than can be counted

Erasers by the gazillions
Stingrays, baseball gloves
Eraser pencils with missing erasers
And a baby head detached from the body

Keychains, by the plenty
Sunglasses, Weapons
Dream catchers, bird’s with bells, all sorts
Of strange and curious oddities attached to a chain

Coins, many sizes countries
Fake, real
Dinar, Rupee, Euro, dollar,
Replica of ancient yuan

Jewelry-
Don’t even get me started
Necklaces, bracelets
Rings and earrings
Even though my ears aren’t pierced!

My hoarding tendencies coming to light in this
Curious collection of collections
Also known as
The objects in my closet
I was looking through my closet and I just had to make a poem about it.
Sabrina A Hyatt Dec 2013
Another time.....
Another place....
Another heart......
Another face.....
Another tear.......
Another sigh........
Another laugh.....
Another cry........

Someday I dream.... Someday I love...... I spend my time......
Thinking of...... wishing star.... please bring true.....
The Days and Nights .....
                          Of Loving You.
written by: Mechelle "Miki" Ann Hyatt
                                                     In Loving Memory of my ***** <3                                                                                               February 3,1975- July 7th, 2012
Johnny Noiπ May 2018
tariran          u look too                  much like my mother to ****  ndinoda iwe                  llyrical epics of old untouchable
she the worldsekutinhira        wanted to be alone w/ u
kwedenga I            think pamakore ese anoshamisa                ari oga achishanda mumakomo
                     emakamuri
        achifamba mumasitima  wte room
             te amo como el cielo que truena.               Pienso en todos los maravillosos años que pasé solo en las cabañas de               Spanish  
the ***** sunshine\                            Miki Garcia    las colinas caminando por las verdes colinas cubiertas                
        epics of old                                 de musgo donde estás; venga a ser
                   mi nueva novia vestid              though a  de blanco       blanco de alegría será                            nuestra eterna eternidad con mi única novia en las nubes siempre       she has a delicious snooch                           saltando de cielos                   alegres                     makomo maunoisa; uyai muve oh  the        so weird is the daylight in the bluer                  room
wangu mwenga                    mutsva muchena nekuda k        Kyk, ek het jou lief soos die donderende lug. Onthou al die wonderlike
                      jare                                      ­  wat alleen in
     body      heat      for             warm           hutte gehuur is, wat die moerige
groen heuwels loop waar jy lê;                  enigma
kom wees my nuwe             bruid in wit vir                blydskap sal ons onuitge  I miss the girl
sproke  where is she from?          life is cool         ewigheid wees met jou as my enigste bruid in die immer    spring                            ende wolke van vreugdevolle lug                   angesl              wearing triangles for skirts    
wemufaro uchava    geometric love life                      cools to send      musingatauri eternty w / u semwenga             wangu oga mumakore         anokwakuka achifara kudenga Dorothy Stratten
lo I love u like the thundering sky
                 I think on all the wonderful years                        alone spent in hillside cabins
                 walking the mossy green                    hills where u lay; come be my new bride in white for joy shall be                         our unspoken          eternity          w/ u as my sole bride in the ever leaping                        clouds of joyous skies
Johnny Noiπ Apr 2019
Name: 1. Continuous body strength.
a law or something; A little more
pressure reality "Farad" Give
the plant growth pressure "and".
"A" storm of 250 pounds per
square inch too. Want to stress
compression; Marine is a wall
that has weight resistance.
We still have a lot of girl
media. The 'J' is bound
to the boundary; Violence,
abuse and oppression;
perseverance; Discuss conflict
with Ganjenje; Harassment
and intimidation, persecution;
And weapons threaten to move;
See who you don't have;
Worship, faith And "Badmash
electric is unofficial". Don't
lend money to pronounce
Impact, or any entity, This
pressure is the price of oil. Cause
"low emergency" Or you feel
a special pressure. Kaltafahm
"can't work under people;
Meaning of Piercing and Concerns:
Weight, stress and others;
Drenaažiprobleemid,
anxiety, problems, "Difficulties
in voltage work informally.
This is great, oral, pressure,
To print a third time, In addition
to participating in printing
Or enter the name of the current
activity; Press Chase, the beat is
really convincing Impact, electricity,
squeeze, buldoosimine, Hunter
icon, Fraud, Jerome, Beastly
need for rich pebbles and flavors,
Wild, bugs, if you are afraid, dragons,
Unzip its benefits promptly
then finally and another English
language at the beginning: The French
press belongs to the old "scene"
Steam locomotive. 1. Loss of iodine.
It is the light of the Messenger of Allah,
etc. Weight and strength life
as a wooden utility pole leaps and bounds...
promises to make happy new changes
in this area, But not to another world,
but to another world. Superman is reading

Partner even if there is a product
In other words, this is a bone
machine. His past, he was right.
But what happens to cows
is with them. That's hurt. For
example, he stabbed the sword.
It was not her husband. Other
ground activities. This is the third.
50 soldiers Video games Stupid
war; That is, who can • cancer?
Ask Paul about the Environment ...

In fact, I hope to make
Direct contact with cherry
in an unforgettable part
of the river ... He fights against
the evidence he is accused
of having. Agamenóniasco
worker, Together with colleagues
Love and lovel I want to serve
the Babylon king; almost human
If there is hell, it will not be easy.
winning bird; Wind horse --

Your mother prepares delicious
meals; And he hid and received
a gift. Another girl but young;
You will not be. You can read
it; But without food in this city,
you cannot repress it. Invest
in human resources

You know that sword;
Democratic explanation
Miki? a good thing
What good is Latin
Asterix Johann Alexander Britney:

... I think the best way to learn
this is to recommend using
the Obermenschrist system's
separation channel.
There are several reasons.

Marcusille has a chance
to win. The temperature
is expected to be used.
Superman, apparently,
doesn't have enough
messages for Ubermenschensove.

The second page of Julius
Rosen-Nietzsche's permanent
page has been here for many
years to enhance stable
security. Another thing is that
gravity is a purification
of a new or important class
of life. Adultery should
be sold on the Internet. I am
satisfied with my strength
to achieve, but the world
does not create another; Mike
also has the same price,
called Mickey, the product,
suitable for all who disappear.

For example, the third
time; there is no cosmic
force, no bravery, no
other space. 50 We are
playing a battle against
cancer videos.
Johnny Noiπ Apr 2019
Do you have problems with the mafia on the street?
Blind people are aware of your ignorance and just
like your eyes in the rest of your life, anti-terrorism
contradictions will no longer be lost in Antigone's
prison; Unfortunately my tears are a warning about
these things and brought  to the house of Tarantella,
it is chronological, short, direct, but slow; your car's
audiovisual material (Oppa) and his wife I wrote
a minute and when Teresa's time ended in twenty
years, boy Siberian unloads study time, and we
do not require sunrise with his friends.                                  If you are
not a prophet and you have no gift,
you will still have a famous name
called the Prophet.                                        And I met all the heavenly birds,
a great and beautiful Christian.
                                  It gives you instructions
                                                                ­          and gives you a long, long life.
You can go with the dead,                                                you can join the fire.
Another of Yuji and Guojo,
this is because the last three episodes of Immanuel's
****** history have changed three. Thus, both
gravity rickshaws connect to the Rockette's Sergeant
(2nd Line Rockettes), and Lin is very similar,
so she will be the same person.
It was the most famous
at the end of the Second Cross
War at the end of the year,
and the judge's judge
has previously disputed disputes
between both sides, birth
between men and women
and joy and ****** gambling.
You're It For Women.
Marking the "10-man mirror"
judgment, Theresa replied,
"But this woman is 10 percent."
Please note that you are free
to answer and you think
you have completed
your Jupiter summary.                                                         ­   
If you give him the gift of prophecy
and give it to the world, I don't believe
in tar, 7 generations and the great
joy of the world - I don't believe
in the first automatic prediction...
"The last fourth and last question
is not to use, but when it comes
to solving nursing homes around
the world, it is that the fight
was offensive or obstructive,
Alexis immediately "Night "Tarzan",
the first Kush night game, destroyed
the first night Alexis Axle, we know
what we have done now, but we know
there is nothing. Name: 1. Continuous
force of the body: a law or something
else; Real pressure "Farad" Give
Plant growth pressure "and". A
Typhoon, 250 pounds per square inch
also Wants stressful compression;
Marine is a weighted wall
of Resistance. We still have many
girls in the media. 'J' is bound
to the limit; Violence, abuse
and oppression; persistence;
Discussion, conflict with *****
jinn; issue and threatening,
chasing And the weapons threaten
to move. Look who you do not
have; Adoration, faith and "badmash".
electricity is not official "do not lend
Money to pronounce impact,
or Any entity, this pressure
is oil prices. Cause "low emergency"
Or you feel special pressure
Kaltafahm "could not work
under people; Meaning of piercing
and worries: weight, stress.
and others; Drenaažiprobleemid,
worry, problem, "difficult
in unofficial working voltage.
This is amazing, oral, pressure,
To print a third time, also
participate in printing
Or enter the name of the current
activity; Press Chase, the rhythm
is really very convincing. Impact,
electricity, squeezed, buldoosimine,
Hunter icon, Fraud, Jerome, Beast
need for pebbles and rich flavors,
Wild, mistake, if you're afraid,
dragon, Unzip your benefits
as soon as possible; last and another
English Start language: French
The press belongs to the old "scene".
Steam locomotive. 1. Iodine loss
It is the light of the Messenger
of Allah. Weight and power
of life. Like an electric service
pole jumping ... It promises
to create new changes.
In this area, but not to another
world, but to another world.
Superman
is reading

Partner, even if there is a product.
In other words, this is a bone.
Machines are His past; he was
right. But what about the cows?
What is with them? That
hurts. Destined to be an
example, he stabbed
the sword. But it was not her
husband. Other Operations
on land. This is the third. 50
stupid soldiers of the electronic
age war; That is, who can •
cure cancer? Ask Paul about
the environment ... In fact,
I hope to do Direct contact
with the cherry in an unforgettable
part of the river ... you defend
yourself against evidence
that he was accused; have
agamemoneum's workers together
with colleagues; Love and love,
I want to serve the King of Babylon;
almost human; If there is hell,
it will not be easy. Winning birds;
Wind horse

Your mother prepared delicious
food; And he hid it and received
Gifts; Another younger girl;
You will not do it. You cannot
read that; But there is no food
in this city, You cannot repress
it; Invest in human resources.
You know that sword;
Democratic explanation
Miki? A good thing
What is the use of Latin
Asterix Johann Alexander
Britney: ... I think the best
way to learn this is to
recommend the use
of the separation channel
of the Obermenschrist system.
There are many reasons.

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