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She takes care of me,
where I look in no mirror,
she is my reflection,
her beauty is my beauty,
the fact she keeps it natural'
gives me reason to make no efforts
and
give a false impression.

Easy to be me
when I'm around her,
other women you
got to put on an act,
and
acting is hard work;

You have to pay
to get on her stage,
before the stage,
better be a good date,
double dutch these days
don't get you the second date,
she demands single pay,
she has to open her purse,
game over,
insert new notes
to get the next play;

Not me,
insert a coin to help
me on time crisis,
she's my partner
to get my score the highest.

Dating seems like mating,
why men and women
are complaining,
they want their ideal match,
but won't light a match for a candle,
what happen to spaghetti,
violin and a table?

Lady no longer wants a tramp,
but someone who they can trampoline on,
Who will pay for all her clothes
and
hair appointments in the salon.

My girl rarely gets her hair done,
she is a wild one,
woman of the Wild,
wild women are the wiser mums.

Not a fan of the tamed,
who claim independence,
who conform to get their ways
behind a false appearance.

I see the imbalance,
something to do
with a bank balance?
you won't give him a F
if he ain't got enough
of the the other F,
meaning finance.

No more trust,
unless you have a fund,
trust comes at a price,
these days you better
have them ones.

Met mine when I was broke,
just date nights in,
pizza, wings and Coke,
now we cook together,
with music
and
some jokes;

"Why so serious"
make some popcorn,
Laugh at
Eddie Murphy delirious,
Netflix and chill
got people forgetting
about conversation
and
connectivity,
the better part
of the experience,

I like the wait and the long chase,
short interactions ruin the taste,
if I can heat you up
in 5 minutes,
you can't carry
my bun in your oven,
you're just a microwave,
quick, easy
and
you radiate;
not like a pregnant woman,
but the poison,
putting men in a sick state.

ANYWAYS...

This reflection was a dedication,
she already knows,
but I want to tell the nation,
that the girl that I got,
got me rising like inflation,
when I am lost,
she's my navigator
and
helps me get to my destination,
she is my words come to life,
a wife that listens
and
shows elevation,
thank you your highness,
see you in my next creation.
She takes care of me, where I look in no mirror, she is my reflection, her beauty is my beauty, the fact she keeps it natural' gives me reason to make no efforts and give a false impression. Easy to be...
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Poetry  - 
 
Have you ever had a conversation with your darker self? the one that we ignore but also see in our everyday light, so when we lay our head down to rest, we see it through our night... visions of demons come in many shades, but when they come you must be brave... I introduce my demon in a poetic way.

Le "Tabula" Hornet
Demon - You are vulnerable, you opened your soul with the rum, the fire, which hits the bottom of your stomach, you can not imagine the magnification that same spirit, being your spirit in my kingdom. Me - Well fallen on...
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Have you ever had a conversation with your darker self? the one that you ignore but also see in our everyday light, so when we lay our head down to rest, we see it through our night... visions of demons come in many shades, but when they come you must be brave... I introduce my #demon  in a poetic way.

Le "Tabula" Hornet

#angel   #guardian   #empowerment   #victory   #fear   #devil   #darkpoetry   #conversation   #poem #shortstory
Demon - You are vulnerable, you opened your soul with the rum, the fire, which hits the bottom of your stomach, you can not imagine the magnification that same spirit, being your spirit in my kingdom. Me - Well fallen on...
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Wedding day,
let me start early,
because I don't
want to be late,
wait... it is also two
of my children
from works leaving day.

I kept a promise to my
two ninjas, I wanted to
see them and give them
some last minute wisdom,
share a croissant
and
some Fuji water
telling them their future vision,
simultaneously one of my managers
are helping me print my tickets
and poetic speech for the wedding mission.

After goodbyes without any cries,
as the child told me,
"I will see you, although
I'm going, my little brother
is staying"
they gave me a hug,
so my day already
started with love.

I leave the building
to go and print the gift,
it's only 10am,
I got time to print this rhyme,
I couldn't, but my girlfriend
sends the P.D.F,
Pretty Damn Fast...
her speed to my lack of organisation,
makes the day light
before this joyous occasion.

Printing done,
I have time to have fun,
drop the bike back to my mum,
thank my little brother for that,
he made the day have even more sun,
without that bike
that morning could have been long.

So I skate forward,
feeling good,
by myself a drink,
sit in the park and read
what I wrote,
as I read it I smile
and
say I am proud of my bro,
now let me go... back... I left
my gift the shop,
that's twice I forgot,
my phone was earlier,
absent minded omen is
on me, I better be careful
of such before something gets lost...

Stop...

Fast Forward;
On the way to the wedding
I just made it on time,
to the train station
not church destination,
I'm telling myself we are late,
my girlfriend keeps the positive vibration,
thank god she did;

We get back on the train
and
I see a mutual friend,
I did not know we were
on the same carriage...

Long story short,
he put a smile on my face,
I'm Like hey together we can be late,
he guides us to the church
and in the timing of god,
made it before they shut the gate;

I wanted to scream Hallelujah,
throw myself to the floor
in front of the church floor,
but instead I act cool,
sneak the back, sit down
like I was there way before.

A beautiful reception,
A beautiful Sermon,
beautiful guests,
watching two beautiful persons.

The rings exchange,
they celebrate down the isle
with a dance train,
the happiness is clear in his face.

Family and friends
photos being taken,
with the dashing bride
and
her groom
next destination
was the reception;

unsure of how to get there
we hitchhike a calm ride
with the humble Saudi
expressing how back home
the roads are treacherous
so bad there are 9 year olds
behind the wheel,
as we're talking of children,
realize we have one of each,
expressing as fathers how we feel.

Destination made...

In a primary school playground
feeling like a kid again,
reminiscing by the school fountain;

I see an open toilet
and
free myself from
the tight wedding attire
expressing my freedom wearing
yellow shorts
and
the grooms
favorite rapper... Tupac...
an artist we both desired.

Wedding bouncer kept calling
me my girls name
and
her mine,
We get in and leave,
waiting for the groom
and
the bride,
wedding vibes
are still on a high...

So I thought...
The Security guard
who was the joker,
got serious,
told me my clothes
don't match the
reception service,
I was already in,
man... He let me in,
the situation was confusing...
but today is my
brothers wedding day,
for him
I am not losing;

So I re change,
go back to Clark Kent,
just so I can finish the event,
I could have been superman drunk,
but I would rather be a super friend.

Finally I made it in,
in time for most
of the speeches,
I see a friend,
who don't see me,
it's like we are playing
hide and seek;
He finally sees,
he walks over in his
hip hop physique,
the way our hands clap,
is like thunder,
re kindling old school energy,
but why God, why God,
did it have to be
whilst the best man speaks?
Word to his Chrome heart,
why he was the best man for my G.

After the ceremony
and
the first dance,
I look across the room
and
my brother looks like a star,
CONGRATULATIONS
again... may you lot
last until the end,
see you after the honey moon,
in your new beginning.


Copyright Le Hornet
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Poetry Only  - 
 
There is a man who loves
what he does, would put
in overtime because to him
his job was fun,

Eventually he was recognized,
for his hard work had paid off,
got a pay raise and got on the board,
so in years he would have a guarantee spot;

Going to board meetings,
in the meeting he was bored,
saying if he was a robot he
would pull his own cord.

With more money came more work,
he had no time to think about a family,
his aim was to make one after some fun
and he earned a better salary.

So he slaved through out the days,
the days turned into years,
spent most of them in a pub,
office parties, bickering with work peers.

Moments were spent in shops
just spending work money,
other moment's spent with women
who just seemed money hungry,
none were worthy of love
nor the title of Mummy.

In these times of gold digging
he would rather be alone,
he needs not a queen
to move in his castle
and ruin his home.

As he got older he did progress,
but life was feeling slow
as he grew older all he could
think about was his death;

Asking...
What did I do in life?

Apart from work..work..work,
wondering was this his mission
upon this earth.

Economically, he was never
really trapped, he only worked
for the cheese, box cubical,
known he was another rat in a trap.

He saw no personal gain,
just remember most of his
days are the same,
instead of boarding the...
he stepped off the platform
and took the death train,
never wanted to continue
life as it was just a work game.

"Time spent in a job
just to pay the bills,
waking up every morning,
going down your elevator,
doing the same routine,
should we not work
on our inner skills?
so our outer world
can be heaven,
not sky scrapers,
and steel,
a hut in a forest
and a beautiful view
over some sunset hills"


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There is a man who loves what he does, would put in overtime because to him his job was fun, Eventually he was recognized, for his hard work had paid off, got a pay raise and got on the board, so in years he would h...
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Have you ever had a conversation with your darker self? the one that we ignore but also see in our everyday light, so when we lay our head down to rest, we see it through our night... visions of demons come in many shades, but when they come you must be brave... I introduce my #demon in a poetic way.

Le "Tabula" Hornet
Demon - You are vulnerable, you opened your soul with the rum, the fire, which hits the bottom of your stomach, you can not imagine the magnification that same spirit, being your spirit in my kingdom. Me - Well fallen on...
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What if men had more power,
it would not serve
the balance for peace,
instead war would increase,
there will be individuals
who would choose to fight
for what's right,
but where there is
justice for light,
opposition offers
the demons of the night.

We are used to demons by now,
democratic demons
are our sons of the morning;
I rise to see them on a media station;

By
Dawn,
terror is spoken,
Mid-day,
continues as lunch time discussion
Sunset to moon rise,
it's on our mind,
on all the time
even when we unwind,
subliminally in our shows,
showing their same signs,
Midnight,
we're sleeping, their creeping,
thinking more ways to control our life.

We believe in a savior
when all is in our favor,
but when all is against us,
we ignore our faith
and
roll with the lower players.

A world where rulers are measured
by wealth and not words,
words of no value
is the new language,
truth became foreign
as lies tongue is rampant
and
spoken in all accents.

I love the people,
I hate the evil,
good tends to win,
ugly wants a sequel,
but there will be no trilogy
because we all know
after number 3,
we won't be free,
franchise will redo
the same movie
from history
or
a horrible remake,
which we will watch,
but not critique.

Power is a trip,
and
only ends,
when the ego slips...
FOOL...
you should have
listened not to your
mind, for it is the heart
that gives the best tips.

Children of change
become controlled adults,
most start with heart,
but end up old broken souls,
reflecting days of deja vu,
they had a plan
but seems their
prints remained blue;

SADNESS,
why most are inside out,
struggling with their emotions,
ANGER,
controls most of their outcomes,
JOY,
is temporary because
FEAR,
keeps them stagnant,
DISGUST,
hates that you don't move forward
with full zeal and passion.

We all have power,
the struggle will be over
when we quit
that final work hour,
seek to claim back
such control,
you must make a move
which is bold,
something that will
enhance the experience
of your soul...
please "dear reader"
find out what that is
and
do it until you're old.


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#angel   #demon #power   #struggle   #spiritual   #poetry    #findyourpower  
What if men had more power, it would not serve the balance for peace, instead war would increase, there will be individuals who would choose to fight for what's right, but where there is justice for light, opposition...
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Discussion  - 
 
Wedding day,
let me start early,
because I don't
want to be late,
wait... it is also two
of my children
from works leaving day.

I kept a promise to my
two ninjas, I wanted to
see them and give them
some last minute wisdom,
share a croissant
and
some Fuji water
telling them their future vision,
simultaneously one of my managers
are helping me print my tickets
and poetic speech for the wedding mission.

After goodbyes without any cries,
as the child told me,
"I will see you, although
I'm going, my little brother
is staying"
they gave me a hug,
so my day already
started with love.

I leave the building
to go and print the gift,
it's only 10am,
I got time to print this rhyme,
I couldn't, but my girlfriend
sends the P.D.F,
Pretty Damn Fast...
her speed to my lack of organisation,
makes the day light
before this joyous occasion.

Printing done,
I have time to have fun,
drop the bike back to my mum,
thank my little brother for that,
he made the day have even more sun,
without that bike
that morning could have been long.

So I skate forward,
feeling good,
by myself a drink,
sit in the park and read
what I wrote,
as I read it I smile
and
say I am proud of my bro,
now let me go... back... I left
my gift the shop,
that's twice I forgot,
my phone was earlier,
absent minded omen is
on me, I better be careful
of such before something gets lost...

Stop...

Fast Forward;
On the way to the wedding
I just made it on time,
to the train station
not church destination,
I'm telling myself we are late,
my girlfriend keeps the positive vibration,
thank god she did;

We get back on the train
and
I see a mutual friend,
I did not know we were
on the same carriage...

Long story short,
he put a smile on my face,
I'm Like hey together we can be late,
he guides us to the church
and in the timing of god,
made it before they shut the gate;

I wanted to scream Hallelujah,
throw myself to the floor
in front of the church floor,
but instead I act cool,
sneak the back, sit down
like I was there way before.

A beautiful reception,
A beautiful Sermon,
beautiful guests,
watching two beautiful persons.

The rings exchange,
they celebrate down the isle
with a dance train,
the happiness is clear in his face.

Family and friends
photos being taken,
with the dashing bride
and
her groom
next destination
was the reception;

unsure of how to get there
we hitchhike a calm ride
with the humble Saudi
expressing how back home
the roads are treacherous
so bad there are 9 year olds
behind the wheel,
as we're talking of children,
realize we have one of each,
expressing as fathers how we feel.

Destination made...

In a primary school playground
feeling like a kid again,
reminiscing by the school fountain;

I see an open toilet
and
free myself from
the tight wedding attire
expressing my freedom wearing
yellow shorts
and
the grooms
favorite rapper... Tupac...
an artist we both desired.

Wedding bouncer kept calling
me my girls name
and
her mine,
We get in and leave,
waiting for the groom
and
the bride,
wedding vibes
are still on a high...

So I thought...
The Security guard
who was the joker,
got serious,
told me my clothes
don't match the
reception service,
I was already in,
man... He let me in,
the situation was confusing...
but today is my
brothers wedding day,
for him
I am not losing;

So I re change,
go back to Clark Kent,
just so I can finish the event,
I could have been superman drunk,
but I would rather be a super friend.

Finally I made it in,
in time for most
of the speeches,
I see a friend,
who don't see me,
it's like we are playing
hide and seek;
He finally sees,
he walks over in his
hip hop physique,
the way our hands clap,
is like thunder,
re kindling old school energy,
but why God, why God,
did it have to be
whilst the best man speaks?
Word to his Chrome heart,
why he was the best man for my G.

After the ceremony
and
the first dance,
I look across the room
and
my brother looks like a star,
CONGRATULATIONS
again... may you lot
last until the end,
see you after the honey moon,
in your new beginning.


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