My responsibility to feel good

Sometimes, my spirits
Are far low down,
Especially when things
Refuse to move right
For me;
I will push and push;
With all my energy,
To no avail; Things will
Stubbornly refuse to move.
At such times,
It is hard for my spirits
To be afloat;
Of course, I will be required to do something;
And I must remember
My responsibility
For my feelings.
You can’t feel good for me;
I must feel good for myself.

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Hurt feelings in marriage

Hurt feelings are common in love;
Hurt feelings are common in marriage;
But why these hurt feelings!
Why hurt your spouse
Or your love?
Why say or do things that hurt your spouse?
Hurt feelings lead to hard feelings;!
And hard feelings inflict pain;
You must stop hurting each other?
Stop inflicting deep wounds on each other.
That is not why you got married;
Instead of saying things
That hurt your spouse,
Say things that please your spouse;
Things that make your spouse happy.
This means you must be careful
With what you say to your spouse.

NO SHAM FOAM

Far away in a foreign land
Amid settlements all so grand
With planning imaging perfection,
My eyes perceive only hard complexion!

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where peace resides
With no sham foam!
Those multiple narrow lanes
Where streams flow during the rains
Converge into the byway
Where commuters move in an array.

Conquering miles and distances
Traveling on varied carriages,
I ramble across sceneries
With well-shaped greeneries
And domestication perfectly tamed;
I wonder why they are famed?

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where Nature resides
With no sham foam!
Those uncivilized parks
Where nature sparks,
Plantations finding their own way
Growing and blooming astray,
Producing flowers and fruits
Coloring the land in different suits!

Mountaineering the frozen heights
To experience the greatness delights,
I am attacked by aloofness
Stark coldness wrapped in bleak darkness,
The Uniqueness loses its joy
While the victories turn a decoy.

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where warmth resides
With no sham foam!
Welcoming sunrise and mesmerizing sunsets
With rays sieving through rosettes,
Greet the visitors with a vivacious expression
Igniting the course of amelioration!

Strange acquaintances
Diplomatic faces
Calls for benefit
Majorly counterfeit

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where culture resides
With no sham foam!
Guests are treated akin Gods,
With no visitor suffering any odds
Welcomed with an  open heart
Even etiquettes seem an art.

Professionalism on the cover
Tactfulness forms the inner,
Smiles reflecting fake demeanor
Wearing the attire of redeemer.

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where humanity resides
With no sham foam!
Words have meanings
People have feelings
Commitments mean the world
When vows go unfurled.

Furnished bungalows
Sophistication echoes,
Barricades separating rooms
Uprooting values evaporating in fumes.

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where humility resides
With no sham foam!
Unadorned establishments
With Love embellishments,
Meals on the same platter
Sentiments never scatter!

Indifferent masses moving in a tizzy,
Claiming to be very busy
Slip emotions with time
The Concern is core sublime!

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where hospitality resides
With no sham foam!
Mom fulfills all deficits
Dad fetches all favorites
Siblings wait at the door,
Happiness at my shore!

Roasted, baked and sauteed
Food cooked in hygiene masquerade,
Best of equipment and cook
Yet commotion in the brook!

Oh! I remember my land
My town and my home
Where purity resides
With no sham foam!
All dishes piously made
Holding tastes that maladies fade,
Everyone bids for benign gossips
With crispy fried turnips.

This is how my land has been
With blossoms freshly green
Where love still grows
And compassion still flows,
Where humans value each other
And empathize no less than a brother,
Where relationships are still cherished
And absence is still missed,
Where mother holds the position
Higher than any possession

Oh! Yes I remember my town
I belong to the land of principles,
Where integrity thrives in multiples
Where simplicity is observed
And honesty is practiced,
Where bonds are altruistically planted
And tied threads are never taken for granted!

I hope I make myself clear?

nature lion south africa whitelion

Photo by Piet Bakker on Pexels.com

My dear one,
I don’t know if addressing you
Like this is correct;
I don’t care;
I no longer know how
To address you;
But that is not important,
No time for jokes;
I got up early today,
To write this letter to you;
To warn you against playing
With my emotions;
You are playing with
My emotions
You are doing
Something dangerous for you
And for me;
Something very dangerous;
Something for which you will pay
A high price;
Do you know what it means
To play with someone’s emotions?
To make me put my heart in you
And then you begin to play around With another one?
Right in front of me?
Why did you tell me
You loved me
When you knew you did not?
Why did you assure me
You would be faithful to me
When you knew you would not?
Why did you promise
You would never leave me
When you had plans to leave me?
Can you explain why
You promised me
All your heart
But it’s all gone to another?
Do you expect me to take it
Lying down?
I want to let you know
There is a lion in me
That was asleep;
It is now awake;
And is seriously hungry;
What is happening now is,
You are playing
With a hungry lion.
You get me right, do you?
You have to be careful!
You have to be very, very, careful!
I hope I make myself clear!
You are moving carelessly
Around a hungry lion;
Whose desire to pounce
On its prey
Has been trippled;
Because you have wounded it;
You have to be more than careful.

Your love is all I want

Your love is sufficient;
Your love is all I need;
Your love is my joy;
Your love is my comfort;
Your love is my blessing;
Your love is my pleasure;
Your love is my food;
Your love is what I eat;
Your love is what I drink;
Your love is what makes me happy;
Your love is my oxygen;
Your love is the air I breathe;
Your love is all I need;
Your love is all I want.
Your love is all I desire.

What about you?

I am sorry I did this to you;
I am sorry I hurt you so badly;
I am sorry I have disappointed you;
I am sorry I have betrayed your trust;
I am sorry I am not worthy of you;
I am sorry I am not appreciative;
I am sorry I have behaved so wickedly;
I am sorry I am so ungrateful;
I am sorry I let you down;
I am sorry I am so sorry indeed!
What about you?
Is there anything you’ve done
That you are sorry about?
Tell me what it is.
What are you sorry about?
Have you hurt your spouse?
Have you hurt your sweetheart?
Have you hurt your friend?
Have you hurt your colleague?
Have you hurt your senior?
Have you hurt your junior?
Have you hurt your leader?
Have you hurt your follower?
Have you hurt your neighbor?
Have you hurt your fellow citizens?
Have you hurt your business partner?
What do you say if you have?
What do you do if you have?
What do you think is best to do?
What responsible decision are you ready to take?
And tell me why you feel
The way you feel at this moment.

Song ‘When I Change Dimensions’ (audio & lyrics)

Michel Montecrossa’s Song When I Change Dimensions (Don’t Want To Hide My Feelings) – read the complete song lyrics in this blog post here – have a great day!

http://www.audiomack.com/song/mirasoundgermany/when-i-change-dimensions-dont-want-to-hide-my-feelings

When I Change Dimensions (Don’t Want To Hide My Feelings)

When I change dimensions my songs tell of the change.
Life is never ending and with her I will return.
The secrets of loving sing in every song
when I change dimensions with the wonderful.

Continue to read the song lyrics in this blog post: http://wp.me/paKe4-4Fu

Michel Montecrossa Homepage: http://www.MichelMontecrossa.com

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Image: Michel Montecrossa live on stage during the DreamSpace Electronica Fest at the Spirit of Woodstock Festival – looking forward to meet you at this year’s Spirit of Woodstock Festival in Mirapuri, Italy that takes place from 19th to 23rd July 2017 (www.SpiritOfWoodstockFest.com)