31 December, 2017
three hundred and sixty five
days placed into months
and seasons of joy and life
starts off chilly and cold
February breaks the mold
March ushers in the sun
until July's Autumn
Yet not forget Summer
which springs up after Spring
the flip-side season of winter
Oh what joy it brings!
Basking in the sun
till August leaves turn red
and September winds come
makes the leafmeal bed.
From yellow to orange then red
It ends off white instead
Yet after the stormy snow
The sun will reset aglow.
26 December, 2017
20 December, 2017
I don't know what poem this is. Thoughts overflow like a shower rampant waterfall.
Noise clutters, yet the silence speaks.
You speak to me in words, I reply you with emotions.
Stop hurting, start healing. Healing starts only when one realizes they can be healed, not just that they are injured.
29 July, 2017
pacing away from the landing of paws
furry feline; a mobile threat,
dictionary's definition of death.
A rodent's life mission
not chosen but given
to bring for the next generation
a better starting point.
in every caste
but its relative happiness?
On a different scale.
The tiring rat race
Will it ever end?
Even if it does,
What reward is at hand?
On the deathbed of hay, the rat rest and stay,
what thoughts will break his piece of mind?
but to know its son's best move isn't to pray,
It may have one last breath and rest in time.
21 May, 2017
i tried with despair
you're here with me
As i make that prayer
behind all alone
but your embracing hugs
will make me feel at home
Which I don't get for we're far apart
soon i will be back, though dirty and rugged;
Please still accept me, I give you my heart.
13 March, 2017
Four walls around, cement and bricks;
The corner has cobwebs, spiders and liz-
ards are crawling, this is their home
in which you're confined in, stuck all alone
Days passed and nights come
Through the window you observe
Daily a new scoffer will ask
For what sin do you this sentence, serve?
Inquisitive or caring, one does not know
But lumps in the throat comes as I reply
To speak my evil with truth and without my sorrow
As I patiently wait for the day which I fly-
out beyond the bars, no longer in premises
And with my green card I explore my freedom
No longer in dreadfully ugly clothes
Though it's still far I dream of this moment
Can I faster finish my SOL of 28 days.....
26 February, 2017
Sometimes you win,
Sometimes you lose,
Sometimes you just sit down with booze.
There's cuts that kill
And wounds that heal
But don't forget those whom you knew
Were there in sunshine
Beside you in rain
Offer you a shoulder to ease through the pain
No currency nor change
Could put up my smile
Like one my best friend arranged
And place there for a while
20 January, 2017
Grey cylinder standing strong
Supporting up the ceiling wall
Firm and upright built with might
Making sure that it won't fall.
Gravity's center lies on it
Yet it does not budge
Even when it suffer a hit
There's no difference than a touch.
Just what we need to hold our lives
Without cluttering our mind
Removing it is like playing dice
No control of any kind
Some hug it, lean on it, stare at it in awe
It's existence is our cure
For all the troubles we may have
This pillar will hold them all.