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Veiled Illusions

Based and Inspired from the motion picture "The Dark Knight"
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Shadows and Light

Another acoustic version........from one of my originals

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Just For You (Acoustic)

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In a monochrome

I'm Sxrry

with me (ft. xykho)

We are the ripples
in the waters of time
and sometimes sublime
sometimes turbulent
we mimic what love brings
from the heart swells
of our ancestors
we attempt to define
all the loves
following their designs
that they shared
but love has grown better
in ways time can't treasure
Our civilized endeavors
brought us closer together
ancient love was tether
or a chain that enslaved
pleasing only the aggressor
men were not well behaved
Neanderthal Hammers
chose a woman and slammed her
not to kill her but own her
dragging her to his cave
In the old days the men all
took so many wives
and also slave women
but sharing left them deprived
and sheiks all had harems
to fill up their bed
but if one would displease them
she would just wind up dead
Love has had a hard journey
down roads many disparage
till humans found closeness
in the sweet bonds of marriage
though there are those among us
who prefer to just mingle
taking new women weekly
Happy to remain single
and of course their are men
who take just what they want
predators on mission
leaving horrors that Haunt.
Ted Bundy, Charles Manson
Jack the Ripper and more
all used women like Kleenex
and left them dead on the floor.

But love is enduring
after all of these men
faced their own death's a curing
for their cruel acts to end

Savor love when it finds you
it's a beautiful gift
years ago it would find you
abused and dismissed

But women found rights
as they marched and they suffered
for the dreams of equality
among men, a buffer

yet love knows there's yet
many more miles to go

the Future holds promise
and perhaps it's history will show
We've become smoother ripples
in the waters of time
from the heart swells
of our ancestors
equal in body and mind
from the loves
that they shared
with a whole new design
where love has grown better
in ways time can't treasure
through more civilized endeavors
bringing all of us forever
perfection....


by- Matthew F. Blowers III

We are the ripples

by-Matthew F. Blowers III


The Beauty Found In Sacrifice.
Baptism in mud and blood,
muting each bullets twang
while the gaping maws of six corpses
measure the rainfall,
next to a severed arm
extended nearby
its fingers bent into
the bullshit sign.

U.S.Marines chopped
into greens,
peppered by shrapnel,
sprinkle some poppy seed
lettuce pray.

But I've gone AWOL
inside my shellshocked skull
to some warm cafe
with a steaming cuppa,
and an Ovation guitar
round body,
unplugged,
and I'm wailing to that girl
at the third table from the left,
with the cornflower blue eyes,
my love for her handpicked,
stroked hard and then soft
dimpling her cheeks into smiles.

Then she rises and
wends her way towards me,
hips syncopated to the music,
touching my arm
with inviting eyes.......

Suddenly  I 'm shaken
fiercely, by a medic
as he tightens the tourniquets
every few minutes till dustoff.

I'm no longer wailing
love songs,
I'm screaming
in abject horror
at the stumps
of my one arm and one leg,
grenade launched into oblivion.


Time locks my gaping jaw
spewing  inhuman sounds
as my bulging eyes
test their sockets,
for what seems eons
till one more tiny
assault on my flesh,
pinpoints true escape
into the vague fog of morphine
washed in the sweet bliss that will
mask my future without hope.

 

Eighteen months

and two purple hearts later,

I found that girl,

while strumming

my steel guitar

with my life-like prosthetic

sitting on a high back stool

baptized in Black Velvet

shots and a chaser,

in a bar just east of despair,

but this time I woke up

in her arms

The Beauty Found In Sacrifice. (1)

Bahaa Sultan - Khaleek Faker | بهاء سلطان - خليك فاكر
من ألبوم "كان زمان"  | 2006 

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كلمات: نصر محروس
ألحان: أحمد فرحات
توزيع: أمير محروس - طارق حسيب
مهندس الصوت: أمير محروس
تم التسجيل والمكساج باستوديو: إم ساوند ٢ 
إنتاج شركة: فري ميوزيك - نصر محروس

Lyrics | كلمات الأغنية
خليك فاكر إن معاك أنا دوقت المر 
خليك فاكر إن الحزن ساعات وتمر 
خليك فاكر انت إخترت تبقى براحتك
آااه
آديني مشيت وريحتك بعدت كمان وفرحتك 
أنا عشقتك إنساني أنا الحب خلاني  
أقـــول

آه من الحب لما تغيره الأيام .. آه والعشرة لما تضيع بسرعة آوام 
آه من الحب لما تغيره الأيام .. آه والعشرة لما تضيع بسرعة آوام 
اه من الليالي منك يا غالي .. اه من حبايبي ومن صحابي 
آه من الليالي منك يا غالي .. اه من حبايبي ومن صحابي .. بعت كله بكام 
أنا عشقتك إنساني أنا الحب خلاني 
أقـــــول
آااه
آديني مشيت وريحتك بعدت كمان وفرحتك 
أنا عشقتك إنساني أنا الحب خلاني أقــــــــول

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Bahaa Sultan - Khaleek Faker | بهاء سلطان - خليك فاكر

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.
(A Christmas message for all )

Christmas has come back again
For the third year in a row
And we haven't seen 
our precious son
Ever since he had to go
To jail then off to rehab
Then violating 
two probation's
the court ordered no contact
So we've had no conversations
Cause he'd abused 
his Mom so much
Leaving her soul terrified
and came after me so angrily
Every time that he got high
we both tried in 
every way we could
But then we had to say goodbye....


Christmas on drugs and alcohol 
Was never a good mix
Hanukkah plus cruel addictions
Just brings candle sadly lit
Santa Claus and faith in God
Are not enough to bring a fix
Only he can save himself
No one else can heal his needs
That have made both our hearts bleed
while he spends his hollow days
Struggling to find ways to succeed.


He'll spend another Christmas
In sober living all alone
Far away from both his parents
Knowing that he can't come home
And it cuts us deeply to the bone
Cause our tough love is no fun
But drugs and alcohol have stolen
Our most precious son
Until he proves that he is cured
and his addictions are all done.

So if you too are like our son
Suffering the same afflictions
I hope this poem moves you to flee
Back to the true life 
you've been missing
Because those who 
love you can't survive
Living with the endless friction
Of your lies and thefts 
And thier hopes left swept
Underneath your opposition
Your loved ones all must separate
themselves from your positions
Of your loving highs even as they cry
Over your tragic conditions
Leaving you alone 
while they sit at home
Praying for you and each one wishing
That you will give all that you've lost
Some serious recognition
Before you end up lying 
Under a marble inscription
that leaves them all 
Without your love
Another victim of addiction
so many others just like you 
Have faced Death's Benedictions....



By- Matthew F.Blowers III-(C)-2022
at Art-Whimsically Yours Studio
This poem is dedicated to ny son,
my only child who has been 
through his fault alone absent from
my wife and I for 3 years 
without contact

The Beauty Found In Sacrifice. (1)

Art~Whimsically Yours

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