Our Little Game

My Poems

You said I won
Your words are mere words
Beauty is precious
But words give it shape
I decline the victory
Unless I earn it fairly
So what say you,
Will you fight fair ?

68 thoughts on “Our Little Game”

      1. Where has it gone to? this ephemeral beauty?
        Perhaps I’ll find it there where the flame goes when I blow out the candle?
        Yes! There it is! I’ve found its true home!
        Now I rest assured ~
        When the breasts sag and the bags hang heavy beneath my eyes
        I’ll be patient as I know…
        This, too, will pass.

      2. Time passes, as always
        So does youth and so does age
        All we do is live it out
        Witness miracles and see the world crumbling down
        There is no peace
        There is no life
        Just a monotonous world of war

      1. words does the virtual bliss
        beauty gives the eternal pleasure
        words are a myth
        beauty is real
        the real is beauty

      3. Beauty is yours
        words are mine
        I wrote in paper
        you wrote in you
        you wrote in living being
        beauty is living
        you are living

      4. I am living but I dont have a life
        I seem alive but worse than the dead
        What use is beauty if theres no peace?
        What use is beauty if there is no truth beneath?

      5. Beauty gets life while you walk
        My words get life while someone talk
        Let the words put there in corner
        Will cherish the beauty!!

      7. Cherish before it perish
        Take it in hand as it so kind
        Come and say near
        if words are higher
        than you beauty
        come close and hold
        hand in hand say if words are true?

      9. Your eyes are beautiful
        the way you look
        speaks a thousand secrets
        the hand you hold plays
        a thousand songs
        makes me to utter a thousand words
        the beauty in your lips says a silent song
        my words are falling as I dont know
        what i speak, what i pass to you

      10. Words describe eyes
        These eyes are voids, they are vacant
        The way i look speaks of my defeats
        My loss
        I utter a few words
        For I am afraid to say
        For wind might carry my words away

      11. beauty doesnt need a word
        to describe, to praise
        come close i show you the beauty
        that is hidden within you

      13. is it you?
        you, the beauty speak to me?
        ok let us run the game at night
        in the darkness of bliss
        believe it you will feel it 🙂

      15. feel is not with cells
        feel with eternal bliss
        being united
        dead or alive
        be united feel happy
        feel beauty of being naughty

  5. “Unless I earn it fairly” Reminds of granddaughter 10 years old at karate tournament. She was declared winner by default as no one in her age/weight class for a match. She would not except the trophy. I think this kid has a lot of first rate class.

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  6. Yes it does the way
    I expect, the victory
    Loves you more than
    My mere words,
    The beauty steals
    The victory from me
    Will you believe it?

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      1. words fall by beauty
        beauty fades by nature
        My words die before
        Your beauty fades by age
        …..aaa..aaa..ahaa..haaaa

      3. words will go in rooms
        racks of books
        where beauty go naughty
        catches the heart and world
        and keeps the crowds in hand

      5. beauty does mean in lips?
        does it mean in velvet cheeks?
        beauty lives in heart
        does it fade as my words fade
        in years and ages

      7. The heart that is pure
        The heart that loves the peace
        the heart that makes us feel
        safe and happy
        the heart that makes us feel
        love and affection
        makes a beauty of purity..

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