Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphries Get Married

When love touches your life, you are headed for bliss
And that certainly is the case for Kim Kardashian and Kris.
He’s the yin to her yang, bringing calm to her life;
Such a beautiful couple become Husband and Wife.

Vera Wang made the dress for this beautiful bride.
Mr Kris Humphries must have looked on with pride
As Bruce Jenner took Kim’s arm and walked her down the aisle
Towards the man who, daily, simply makes his new Wife smile.

He loves her compassion and she appreciates his trust;
They are clearly enamoured, which is a definite must!
A kiss sealed the deal, to applause from the guests;
Kim and Kris are now married and we wish them all the best.

Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphries Get Married is a poem by Ms Moem.

X Factor Is Back | 2011 Series Begins

Matt Cardle’s X Factor win seems many moons ago.
This weekend sees a new series of the X Factor show.
I cannot deny it, I’m pleased that it’s on;
Saturday night telly is poor when it’s gone.

It’s a search for a star, when you cut through the flannel
And I’m already enamoured with the new judges panel.
Tulisa, Kelly, Gary and Louis bring a new dimension
And so the fact that Simon’s gone, barely deserves a mention.

So I’m looking forward to this series and seeing what comes;
The show was opened by a chap with ladies names tattooed on his bum.
From the literal bottom, could he rise to the top?
Long live the X Factor, the one-stop entertainment shop.

X Factor Is Back | 2011 Series Begins is a poem © Ms Moem 2011.

When You Lose Somebody

When you lose somebody
Your life is changed forever
It’s an indescribeable feeling
And can be hard to keep it together.

People um and ah alot
Or don’t know what to say.
They ask how you are feeling
And you answer “I’m OK!”

But what you really mean to say
Is, no, I’m not alright.
But it’s not the done thing to mention it
So grief is concealed out of sight.

And then the subject changes;
The moment to talk is gone.
You stare out into space
As A.N.Other rambles on.

You’re reliving conversations
And moments long gone by.
You’re picturing all the best bits
Trying desperately not to cry.

And then your thoughts are pierced
Brought back to the present day
But memories can be replayed perpetually
Though the physical being has gone away.

So, in that sense they are still living
Like an echo in life’s grand hall
And focusing on the positive
It was an honour to know them at all.

When You Lose Somebody is a poem © Ms Moem 2011.

Life

Life is quite two sided
And can be good or bad.
Some moments are momentous
But life can make you sad.

Life can throw you curveballs
That leave you without words.
Life is a rollercoaster;
Sometimes utterly absurd.

But then upon the flipside
To focus on the good
Makes life much more enjoyable
Than being miserable would.

Life is an experience.
Life is truly sacred.
Life is there for living
And life is what you make it.

Life is a poem © Ms Moem 2011 and may only be reproduced with the express permission of Ms Moem. Please do feel free to contact me!

Decor Ab Intra Est

A shadow tells a tale. A footprint tells a story.
A scar bears historic legend, of a battle fought and won
Where was the girl who once basked in all her youthful glory
Who stood right up to fear, and ran into the arms of fun.
Oh yes, she was magnificent, with all the bravado of youth
And all the answers, and time, and time and time…
But too quickly it passed, and whilst denying the truth
The world kept on turning, and she missed the sign.
It had to happen with her, and if not, then not at all
Be it person or place, or life changing scene
With only a dream, she was waiting for the call
Whilst wistfully mourning, all that might have been.
The glittering lights, would now never be lit
The vision distorted, departed
She came to accept that she couldn’t regret it,
As with determination, she would surely have started.
It never was meant to be this way
Long laid plans missed an active voice
So timid, she happened to stay quiet that day
She chose her path, though not first choice;
Gone were the answers and time of before
Gone was the chance to prove the world wrong
Yet, a spark from within said that she could do more;
This angel was yet to sing her finest song.
Only the lines on her face dare to suggest
Life has been lived, though not done yet.
She’ll always be beautiful; Decor ab intra est.
Sit lucet!

Decor Ab Intra Est is a poem © Ms Moem 2011 and may only be reproduced with the express permission of Ms Moem. Please do feel free to contact me!

Decor Ab Intra Est means Beauty comes from within.
Si lucet! means Let it shine!

High Street In Crisis

high street in crisis

The high street is diminishing, in front of our eyes.
Even Thorntons, the chocolate chain, is decreasing in size.
Habitat is going, and T J Hughes follows;
Will there be any shops left on the high street tomorrow?

Our two most precious commodities are money and time
And I say to my shame, I shop predominantly online.
I rarely visit the high street, but will be sad if it dies.
Something must be done; we need a valid compromise.

What would tempt me to the high street? I really do not know
But if it carries on like this, there will be nowhere left to go.
Britain’s bustling high streets once were vibrant and alive;
We’d better all revisit and give it some chance to survive!

If only for the Christmas shop, which I consider a treat;
The smell of winter in the air, and lights sparkling in the street.
Now on that note, I’d like to say, as Christmas is drawing near
How would you save the high street? Mary Portas needs your ideas!

High Street In Crisis is a poem © Ms Moem 2011 and may only be reproduced with the express permission of Ms Moem. Please do feel free to contact me!

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