The unspoken shakespeare

Its all about the thought

It’s a question of the mind

Do I love or do I hold

What is pain

And what do I gain

Can I hope

To gain what you may have

What you may have

Is a blessing for me

A don Quinton affair

Sing me a song

Let my head float

In trouble free waters

Of a mindful past.

Lets see the pope

And call on him

And ask him a question

A ridge based question

Is it wrong to desire

What you cannot have

When does fate go to sleep

And let as make merry together.

A cry of the future

Breath from the past

A coyote cry

Of loneliness mixed with happiness

Of the ridge that

should have been crossed

But was never crossed.

A fallen tear

A star in the night.

dedicated to one who understands me ---BNM

To a lovely lady

Tis a mystery when u aspire
to have what u may never have
to desire what u may perhaps aspire

Lets sing a song and make merry
lets tell a tale
a tetotellor roll
Lets dance a vibe
composed by the wind

Karen is a plus
merriment is a want
Neighbourhood is a must

Give me my song
I will play the fiddle
and turn u around
so u may see the whole world
in a span of time

She may have had fame
she may have played the game
tis a wonder
tis a mystery
why her daddy called her lucky.


A star in the night
A firmament of love
A figment of my imagination


She kept a tale
that takes two to ponder
she kept her name
when she gained fame


a thrill of substance
a twilight of hope
She knew her name
yet she kept away
from life little mysteries
cause her daddy never
gave her away



She sings in the night
My name is Lucky
my fame is known
my star is bright
carry me in your arms
lets take a strike
and keep adrift
of life little mysteries

The path of courage
the cry of pain
heroism mythisim
a cultural mis denoumour

I call myself two
since one is probably not the answer
an ancient mystery
probably a gateway to heaven

two since i can alway aim for one
yet not attain fame
but be totally content
with the cheering surrounding .

I married a nun
and came across a monk
some say its an answer
to others its a morality
does chastity and beauty
make a pair.

I love u
seems a fair word
yet the beauty in the woods
seems more figurative
than the depth of my words

The unspoken shakespeare---amk

Mine is total silence
sometimes i think its resilence,
I voted for the cardinal
and got a mouth full of sand.
Lets all greet the people
and wish them well.

Hey its christmas
No its new year
A holiday there and a summer here
Wonder what the people in Alsaka are doing.

Lets shake hands
and sing a song
lets dance and say hie to all

Silence a total recall
Why the love
when you cannot ponder
what the future may hold

Lets sing a song
One full of Love
lets then look
not to see
but to hear
what the winds may say
the ancient of ages

The unspoken shakespeare ---amk