What is it, dear?
Tell me what happened Why are you agitated? Tell me what's bothering you Relax your mind , take a deep breath Calm your spirit Sit down and breathe in and out Breathe! Breathe! Breathe slowly! Let me hold your hand So you may not be scared Tell me now Tell me, please I am your friend, let me know your feelings Breathe! Breathe! " I am sorry ,dear I am sorry that I have worried you Today , I have seen the unspeakable I was in this realm of intense furor There was noisy people everywhere Those beings looked like bipedal monsters They were killing and slashing each other They were fighting and shouting profanities at each other They were lying and deceiving They were abusing and tormenting Their hands were like tool of destruction Their mouths were like raging fire Their feet were like chariots of war On their chest was written the word Hate On their back was a big rock A rock on which the word hypocrisy was inscribed Yeah I tell thee, I have never seen something like that before." I am sorry to hear that my friend I am glad that you are now with me I am happy to have you as company Now, fear not, for this realm will disturb you no more Fear not for I am your shield " I know you will always care about me But it seems like you do not understand I was not referring to a realm which you know not I was referring to Earth " Oh no! We are doomed! How do we get out of here? “Breathe! Breathe! Breathe, my dear!"
BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT
(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)
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A ma dulcinee, J'ai ecris ce poeme La plus belle femme selon mon coeur Elle s'inquiette toujours quand je pleure Ses paroles effacent mes peines Elle prend la charge d'une reine Elle gouverne sur mes valles et plaines Ses bras sont les plus puissants de mon empire Avec elle , mon chagrin s'en va Specialement,quand sa tete repose sur mes bras Elle m'ouvre toujours la porte Quand Les autres me ferment dehors Quand tout le monde me deteste Elle me dit combien elle m'aime Si je pourrais creer un monde Elle gouvernerais tout dans ce monde Je demanderais aux etoiles de s'agenouier devant ellle Et Les oiseaux de chanter pour elle Une chanson d'amour qui allumera nos lampes La verite s'ecoulera de la riviere de mon amour Maintenant, elle s'asseoit sur moi Elle est entrain de me racontrer une histoire BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT (THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN...
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