My Claims
Refused to confirm or deny my claims,
But you are now pregnant! !
And prior to the muse of your love was,
The image of your past so exposed!
But, i am not capable to defend you as at now.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Expariate
Privacy,
To ensure;
Expatriate,
To move out;
Indicates,
With frantic efforts!
For the female teacher is now pregnant;
But, this restricted enclave is for the best interest of your love.
Required to pay,
Under it;
Aside,
For the past seventy years! !
And like the muse of your love today;
But the female teacher is now pregnant.
The base,
Operating at the paste of your love;
The figure,
Worked out daily to enhance your name! !
But the female teacher is now pregnant.
Detected,
Explained,
Arrived;
And like the muse of your love after this discovery! !
For, the female teacher is now pregnant.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In Time Past
Unknown to me was your nakedness so exposed!
But, deeply accepted by the mystics of your love around;
And in a scholar's shoes i will sing my heart out! !
For, it is very strange that, we don't talk to each other anymore.
I was the right person for you in time past,
But the gallery of silence is now what we share on this issue today;
And like an imaginary story in the land of many waters!
However, this muse today is like, the inexplicable titles of the world.
Religions, governments, towns, houses, countries, laws! !
And like the teenage pregnancy which is now on the rise;
But in time past with your muse when you exposed yourself to me,
And you laid bare to the roots of love!
But today, it is possible that, it may blur us all.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Padlocked In A Box To Stop Further Production
No,
I would not say I could ever be an image maker.
That kind of responsibility should require tact.
At least 'some' of it with no holding back.
However,
I can say I am an observer of those images made.
With a wish I had been consulted,
Prior to their creations.
Since many rear-ends seen today seem on purpose to offend.
And it is impossible for me to be the only one insulted by them.
With the brimming to the rim to spill such disgusting 'butts'.
And a freedom given to have some of them I've seen,
Exposed like they are to parade publicly on the streets.
My vision increasingly has become demeaned.
No,
I would not say I could ever be an image maker.
However,
I can say I am an observer of those images made.
With a wish I had been consulted,
Prior to their creations.
Padlocked in a box to stop further production.
With a key to bury never to be found.
That's how I would have handled...
Many of today's images that have gotten out of hand.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXIII: Denial
Deny it with smile, deny it with silence
Deny it with elegance, deny it with distraction
Deny it with anger, deny it with challenge
Deny it with promise, deny it with comfort
Deny it with tear, deny it with emotion
Deny it with effort, deny it with cruelty
Deny it with forget, deny it with indifferent
Deny it with joke, deny it with lie
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Never Deny You
All the love that we shared
Could never just disapear
And all that we've been through,
I believe in you
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
III, will never deny you..
friend said to me one day,
I should just forget you,
But my experiance say
What we have is true
Judases, they will betray you,
Thomases, they will doubt you,
Peters, they will deny you,
but iii will never deny you,
All the love that we shared
Could never just dissapear
And all that we've been through
I believe in you
(chorus)
(will never deny you) I wil never deny you
(never deny you) III, will never deny you (deny you)
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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One Night Love
One night love and,
Few days after pregnant!
Is this what you want in the name of your muse? !
And like the colours of pink and yellow around you;
But with the muse of oranges to saticfy your status,
For you gave in so easily on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No.16 (9th.08.2011)
No.16 came on the chart,
And like my own image to the windows of the world!
But with a sweet inner and a soft outer to make me who i am today,
And to pay the bills of love to me was like the muse of my poetry.
Coincidentally,
Exposed with the words of my mind!
But thousands of Poems and Poets have really shaped this world with their respective minds,
And like the joy of my muse in the land of beautiful women.
No.16 (9th.08.2011) ,
Yarrow, arrow, marrow, barrow, harrow, Jarrow, narrow;
I knew that it was there by the looks in your eyes! !
And like an expanse of dazzling crystal,
But my position was lifted up so high to 'No.16'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mirror Image
Mirror image tells,
How old we all grew!
We disbelieve it,
Believers? A few.
We seek the childhood,
Memoirs of past.
We can remember,
Thirty years last.
But we show a grudge,
To the growing age,
We want to deny,
The mirror image!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Under Your Pillow Is...
Prior,
Precautions,
Enforce! !
Placed under your pillow is my picture;
But your neighbour is unauthorized to see it.
Of the hard objects and the sharp objects,
More and more with heavy metals to respect your muse!
But placed under your pillow is my image,
Because i am always on your mind! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Muse Is Free
I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse
There I muse of love and love muse of me
In muse is ecstasy
my muse is free.
I lay by the brook, the muse's brook
And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink
When I look, I see, I think
A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook
I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse
And to its harmony my soul withdrew
To the trumpets of muse the song of blue
My soul a muse, I always knew
I smell the odor, of muse's incense
In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul
And I smoke the smoke of muse intense
I laugh at myself amusingly droll
With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas
Naked and free in the republic
Of beauty and art of love's Bellas
We love to we're entirely love sick.
My muse is free from the Devil's temptation
My Muse is free from God's judgment
My Muse is my only wordly nation
My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Can't
To look back upon a trail blazed,
One may feel a sense of accomplishment.
It seems so much of an impossible journey,
Has been exposed.
In a re-invention meant.
Sometimes with eyes opened wide,
Through tears no longer one tries to hide.
These moments are remembered,
When eyes would deny fear.
Although shut tight.
But nothing,
Not even a single alibi...
Could prevent the incentive to move ahead.
Something in the mind instead...
Refused to define,
Can't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Internalizing
A compassionate character,
Internalizing positive values;
And with your integrity to meet up to my muse,
But let your light so shine among us.
Gloom and bloom with the muse of your love,
For the broom of care is always in your room;
And like your face being exposed at the city hall.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Odaw River
'Odaw River'!
The rains came down and fell on you;
But puerile with your networking was like the muse of love,
And like the naked bodies that were seen around soaked in the rain!
You are the hunter of my love and,
I am the honour of your lovely muse!
But this last noted Empire around is like,
A dreamland for the up coming generation;
Because, the rains have now exposed your secrets! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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1 Before 2
I will love to see you by my side,
And you will be given what you were made to receive;
Faithful,
Longer,
Fiery,
Fearful,
Persuaded,
Many others!
But,1 before 2;
And like the muse of your love in the graden of peace.
Lap, map, tap, yap, cap, dap, soap, flap, clap;
But, try to have mercy on 'Mercy Opong'!
For, she's ready with her muse.
Sap, hap, nap, rap, strap, slap, trap, wrap, crap!
But,1 before 2;
Moon, noon, spoon, soon, boon, croon, goon;
But, you won't be there this time around!
Liable, reliable, able, cable, capable, honourable;
And like the sweet muse of love,
But,1 before 2!
Because, Rome was not built in a day.
Caucus,
To be mounted;
Calculus,
To be noted;
And like the honourable things in life!
Constable, sable, gable, stable, table;
But before the law with your muse for obvious reasons,
For the agenda is now set up in the order of 1 before 2.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Look into her heart
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
Don’t deny this feeling, let it flow
Let this warmth soak into your heart
Let love be what it’s meant to be
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
You’ve been touched by a woman
And you know you cant resist her
She makes your senses spin
As you breathe her into you
This woman of heart and soul
Has this place you’ve searched for
Hungry and restless until she came
Her rhythmic responses to your touch
Her sighs and smiles make you a man
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
Don’t deny this feeling, let it flow
Let this warmth soak into your heart
Let love be what it’s meant to be
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
You’ve been loved by a woman
She gives herself to you
Her softness fills your heart
Gentle breathing next to you
As you caress her face, she is yours
You’ve not lived until you’ve met her
Uneasy heart now beating strong
Knowing a woman’s touch
Knowing her love, she is yours.
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
Don’t deny this feeling, let it flow
Let this warmth soak into your heart
Let love be what it’s meant to be
Don’t look past her, look into her heart
poem by Lisa Finney
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Prior To Whatever The Outcome
Who knows if those decisions we make,
Will achieve and please...
An expected result?
With a certainty known that is already felt.
The ones who take chances,
Eventually learned...
Something about deciding,
Upon which way to turn.
It is easy to reflect upon those experiences,
One gets.
And express whether or not,
A relief to them came with no grieving met.
But those who hesitate in a waiting done...
Are always heard to state they know what will occur,
Prior to whatever the outcome that is shunned...
Comes to ease or wreck havoc on their nerves.
Prior to whatever the outcome,
A shunning...
Prior to whatever the outcome,
Is done!
Prior to whatever the outcome,
A shunning...
Prior to whatever the outcome,
Is done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Overseas
Overseas, verses, vases, serve, save, saves, serves, aors, soar;
But with fuel of human excrement!
And like the abominable meat beside you,
For, you exposed your love on every hill! !
Skill, ill, kill, hill, fill, drill, thrill, mill, bill, dill, grill;
With words from your mouth to defend yourself always!
But, the bills are now in for you to pay.
Overseas, over, sea, seas, as, so, sore, sores, vase, vases, see;
And now, your nakedness is known to all around!
For, you exposed your love on every hill.
Overseas, ore, ores, veer, veers, seer, seers, sear, sears, sees, oar;
But, try to heed to the works of wisdom than playing with your life!
For, there are rulers in every country.
Overseas, ear, ears, era, are, or, rover, rove, roves, verse, soars;
In time past and to the present time! !
And, you are noted in this town for selling your body to all.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fustal
The originator!
The style,
The muse,
The ownership,
The claims;
But mainly derived from the boarding schools.
The underground,
Very sensitive! !
To the real hot spots;
But, i am Fustal in the land of your muse teaching you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Copies
Duplicate, triplicate, quadruplicate!
I still have the original message to you all;
For i have created three works to satisfy my muse.
My breasts are very small in size,
But you will love me for what i am;
And like making a woman pregnant at the right time,
However, this original message is for you only.
The words from a wise man's mouth are very precious!
And wisdom gives light to those who have it;
So keep the first 10 cents from your Dollar to the Creator,
And the second 10 cents to the Bank!
Then enjoy the rest on the days ahead of you;
For, i am at the Donkey Island with my love.
Copies!
With many of them in this world to respect my muse;
But i am a woman and i need love from you,
Because, i do have the original message to satisfy all the copies around!
And, at the end of the day, be very wise to understand my muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Most maxim-mongers have preferred the prettiness to the justness of a thought, and the turn to the truth but I have refused myself to everything that my own experience did not justify and confirm.
quote by Philip Dormer Stanhope Chesterfield
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