A Poem
I sat pondering from my corner
Watching children running and balling
Unmoved, thoughts drifting from their world
From where cometh inspiration?
Can I just pen down words and form impression;
Or first, gather thoughts from observation?
I miss those times writing came so easy
Other days require more reading
An extra effort requiring
Waiting patiently for a leading
I’d rather prefer the former smooth sail
I remained still, reminiscing
It’s been two moons in incubation
The third must be my incarnation
Birthing anew, a constant reality:
It takes intention to write expressions
That forest of literary reflections
The trees chiming with rhymes
Those leaves shedding refrains
And trunk of symphony
Are birthed from silent seeds of thoughts
Seek And You Shall Find
Make hay
The sun won’t wait
Its flame will fade
Build bridge
Your walls will fail
With it your gains
Dream big
The sky is blue
With space for you
Take breaks
Others can race
And fill your space
Have faith
When doubt assails
And prayers fail
Admit guilt
Will give you peace
Won’t make you weak
Light love
For love is light
And light is life
Live right
With harmony
In love’s accord
End waste
They take up space
For scarce resource
Go green
And keep it clean
The earth to heal
Just you and me
A Poem
I glared, reveling tender faces
Their infant lips and lovely voices
Each, a reflection of harmless beauties
Chords of innocence wrapped in smiles
Of tiny hearts that know no hate
Pricked by thongs of hunger pains,
They let it pass after their fill
I’m left flooded with inquiries
Where did we pick up hate?
Why do we have racists?
I didn’t see a racist face
I didn’t see a narcissist
I didn’t see a feminist
No sign of misanthropy,
On those tiny faces
Just humanity in purity
Oh earth reclaim thy innocence
Devoid of hate and pestilence
Let hearts return to infancies
Forgiving and healing earth’s agony
This poem was inspired by the story “The Chord Between Love And Hate” by Annelise Lords. A special thanks to her for sharing.
A Poem
The night before the dawn
I saw a full new moon bloom
In its rays of silver splendour
I heard it singing loudly:
Forget the dark past
The contractions that sadden earth
Those long nights that darken my shine
And disappeared happy shadows of life
Forget the past when engine wings avoided the sky
And tourist bays turned to desolate landscapes
Look around, the mist is giving way
Heavy and broken sighs forming smiles
Sweet moon stay true
Obtain for me a wholesome truce
Between the dark and dawn of day
Assure my coming paths
Each day of 365s
That healing is coming
That the tides of death are ending
A Poem
I am not blind
My heart hearkens to poetry lines
Whether or not they have some rhymes
I read each poet’s expressive verse
Be it free, prose poetry, Haiku or Sonnet
I see their hearts laid bare
They calm my thirsty quest
Relieve unwarranted stress
Instill fresh vibes within my mind
I am not blind
I read what I like
And like what I see
The likes are not fiats
Opposing tunes are cherished too
Appreciating every piece of expression
But here’s a caveat
I have no suite for hate lines
No place for racist verse
All else are welcomed on this my space
Wishing you all a fruitful year ahead.
New Year’s Resolution
Unrestrained by Covid’s stripes
Leaving tales of death behind
I see pains washed off the riverside
It’s been a lonely walk in the dark of night
Crisis scribbling scourges on broken pages
For days in ascending pillaging
Leaving life’s amazing chapters shattered
And now the year fades with a tag:
An age of staying alive
Of masked faces hiding smiles
Of distant social human miles
But we did survive
Some loved ones left behind
Here we are
Awaiting another revolutionary turn
Wishing healing upon its times
We shall rise with the tides
We shall regain lost pride
We shall make greater strides
Never again to be taken by surprise
Shall be ready for a next strike
But until then, we must stay alive
A Poem
The smiles kept forming
Mystic feelings of joy unending
Welled from a depth of inner peace
Unsettling turpitude of gloom
Never minding Covid’s variant snare
But none saw its envious ascent
The sweet heavenly stream of smileys
Veiled behind a makeshift prison wall
Waiting to see this plague masked
That lovely smiles may break free
Beaming harmony and healing
Enchanting hearts with the hope
Of a smiley contagion