​​Hold not thy laughter

 

Hold not thy laughter
for that joyful sound
I am forever after, seeking when you are around
Waiting for it to chortle, in the background


Hold not thy laughter
As it fights to escapes thy lips
To send me on joyful trips

Your giggles and cackles,
harmlessly tend to baffle
Your happy facial expressions,
paint only a gleeful picture of inspiration
As we rejoice to thy jubilant noises in full attention

 



Hold not thy laughter from the heart
Hold not thy laughter until we part
Hold not thy laughter as we make a start




When I dispel in my gloom
Thy laughter delivers me
safely from my state of doom
Sadness runs outside from my room
Happiness inside glows with a boom
as my rosy cheeks mirthfully blossom


Hold not thy laughter as we cheerfully chat
Hold not thy laughter when you publicly fart
Hold not thy laughter whatever the format
A giggle, a chuckle, a titter not a snigger
Laugh it out whether thin or fat
Fill the air, my dear
Laugh it out before it scats out flat

 

Beautiful!
Honesty is beautiful
Kindness is beautiful
Intelligence is beautiful
Talent is beautiful

 

Beautiful is a romance with such abundance
Beautiful are the flowers that roam the earth
Beautiful is awaking to the sound of singing birds

Beautiful is a disguise
Playing hide and seek inside and outside
Beautiful is as naked as the rising sun
Beautiful is delightful and truthful
Beautiful is the golden daylight that shines
And the taste of sweet colored red wine
Beautiful was never ever created by mistake
Beautiful is the ingredient we bake life’s cake
When all or nothing is at stake 

I am beautiful
You are beautiful
We are beautiful 

Beautiful is great
Beautiful is sweet
Beautiful is love
Beautiful is power

Come to me Mr. & Mrs. Beautiful
Let me into your little secret
Of why you are so obedient and dutiful

I have written 100s of poems and many are great. I cannot list them all here so I will display a few great poems only on my page. Read my book for 'The Greatest Short Poems for more.

Sylvia Lovina Chidi



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Slaves of Food
 Thick red blood veins bath in anger
The stomach grumbles in idiotic anger
A taste of food and out springs laughter
Triumphant moods commence again after

 



And it can be argued
We are all but slaves of food
Digesting away between interludes
Without food the mind is wholly screwed

We consume and wear different costumes
With food for thought and food of all sorts
We eat for the heart until it sets us apart
While the crumbs are often sought by rats

 



The pleasure one feels after a congested meal
That inner gratifying satisfaction is cheap but real
Toast, eggs and beans and it is work and work
Fruits, wine and cakes and it is talk and talk
Coffee or tea and eyes are conspicuously awake
A turkey roast and sleep is suspiciously at stake




We are all but slaves of food
I conclude with fluctuating moods
There is food for romance
There is food for the fools
Enjoy, eat fast, food never lasts, rewind and preview
Hungry mouths elsewhere regularly wait for its rescue.

Poet and Writer