Category Archives: One-word prompt

Living a Life of Luxury

Who wouldn’t want to live a life of luxury, even the holiest person on earth would love to. I know life isn’t full of it and it has to be worked for. What are the luxurious things in life you would love to have? I would like to share a couple of mine with you.

It’s my utmost desire to travel on a yacht with my partner, sail for a couple of days on a sparkling blue sea where we would be alone, spend time with each other, no disturbances from any one. Take dives into the water once in a while, go to sleep at night with the sound of the cool breeze and wake up to the summer warm’t on our skin.

Dreaming of a Luxurious Life

Another luxury I would love to delight myself in is riding in the new Toyota 2016 highlander, I just love the sleek smoothness of it, wish I could stroke the body of the car with my tongue like it’s chocolate… I definitely prefer the grey colored one that can fit a number of eight people. I admire the cool, comfortable interior like I could turn it into my bedroom and sleep all night in it. The sound system is so tempting, I could actually open up a family disco club in it. Ha ha..

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However , I need to mention that I hunger for a big studio full of books of all sorts of genre, with art work hung all around the walls; I love art work a lot but unfortunately bad in drawing. The studio should have a good sound system, so that anytime I feel drained from writing I could just sit, relax and flow with the sound of the rhythm of music. I wouldn’t want it to have a TV set, else I would end up not writing anything- I’m a movie freak! This isn’t all but they are some of the most desirous luxurious life I would love to live. Don’t get me wrong I’m not a materialistic person but once in a while there are somethings we wish we could have and just maybe we’ll get them.

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So what luxury would you like to lavish yourself with? Think about it.

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Paint Me The Colors of Rainbow

It emerges at the horizon

only after the rain storm

A promise of reconciliation with mankind

A reminder of faithfulness

blossoming into the seven spiritual semblance

emitting vitality, creativity, wisdom

wealth,self awareness, inspiration

the gift of them from the heavenlies

ripples of it spreads over the masses

I feel the urge to make it permanent

memory of it never to depart

Paint me the the colors of rainbow

to visualize the glamour everyday.

Yes! I May Be Stubborn

Yes! I may be stubborn

It has elevated me to the level

of freedom, achievements, goodwill

That’s not all, you can’t drag me down.

 

Yes! I may be stubborn

The enigma tagging

along with me backed off

I have become too heavy for them.

 

Yes! I may be stubborn

It has cast the light for me

upon the good and bad

so that I may thread invulnerably.

I Sing Praises To My Baby

My cow dry as the desert

wont produce milk from the mammary glands

stares sadly staight into my eyes

mamma, I’m dry, I’m sorry

she tells me persistently

I worry for my baby, shame all over her

I think to myself in the power

of praise, shall their be life

I walk to cattle, talk into her ears

look into her eyeballs, rub her ears

everyday, pamper, cuddle her

feed her with the best green leafs

remind her of her beauty

her importance in my life

In my home, to my health

she sees the love in my eyes

It triggers sensitivity in her soul

chemistry of stimuli start to apply

in her body,

she starts to secret milk

gradually, slowly, with

increasing pressure everyday

my cow gets it constantly, in all vitality

never ceasing, for continuous growth

Power of productivity lies in the praise.

Muse of My Writing

O! there goes my seeking gull

My muse, precious gem, carrier…

In disquietude I have waited

The world is too much to occupy

Inspiration fading into thin smoke

My mouth has gone sour

Heart beats, soaked in blood

Rythm of thirst in my throat

Fly, fly, fly…..

Sing songs of meditation

Into my belly, fill it with words,

Which inspires, Voices out from my mouth

Imprinted down without repetitions

I soar with you, recognizing the weight of encumbrance

Be damned, bonfire needless to say

Syncopation air flow the words into my being

whole I am again, my soul which grew dark

Is filled with songs of the wind

Deep into the sea, I find my bond

Gush out to the surface

Which flows back into my burnt hands

Concurrently I put down the writings

So that I can live again.