forever Reckless

often these eyes have shed many tears careless heart is the culprit vulnerable yet stubborn it refuses any discussions snatches the permit from brain to take any decisions charming yet silly this h…

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i am a Yum Mum

Yum!! I am a Yum Mum my children taste my flavor I am sweet and extra sweet sometimes like chocolate pastries and candies sugar drips off my words as my children dive into the sweetness out of my m…

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Poor seem Rich to me

the poor is not poor anymore he has aspirations rich he looks up to the sky everyday he thanks God for what little he has the poor is not really poor his children now go to school shining eyes fill…

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the Scars

in a calm serene night the wind decided not to progress trees stood in silence welcoming the Moon gleaming silver rays traveled their way to bathe the angels nourishing them with purity water in th…

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we write a Saga Sensual

In response to the Daily prompt… the magic word ‘Saga ——————————- its not only the moon and the stars not only the sun and it…

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was it too much to ask

was it too much to ask

mySestina

tell me

was it too much to ask

if I asked for just a little smile

a spark of just a little happiness in my eyes

you knew my journey till now was exhausting

you knew I was desperate for some rest

you knew enough tears I had shed

you knew your love would have strengthen me

you knew I loved you, gave my life to you

how could you be so heartless to desert me

how could you just let me die every moment

O my dear, tell me where did I fail, how did I fail

after all that I genuinely did to save our relationship

tell me my dearest

was it too much to ask

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together, we were never to sing

together, we were never to sing

mySestina

In response to the Daily prompt… the magic word ‘sing’

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a song I meant to sing

I needed him to sing along

shyly indicated my intentions to him

we waited for the music to assist

we waited and kept waiting

were we deaf not to listen to the tune

screaming over and over to us both

assuring the possibility of the impossible

we were not meant to be what we thought

together, we couldn’t write a song

together, we were never to sing

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Sea Shore

Sea Shore

mySestina

sea shore o sea shore

how you welcome the waves

to make love to you a thousand times

yet to leave you again

sea shore o sea shore

how you offer your calm to someone

to live their loneliness

at the sunset, as they walk on your wet sand

sea shore o sea shore

how you beautify the setting sun

let it glow its soft rays on you

and then to leave you to the dark

sea shore o sea shore

how you mingle with the moon

to consume your serenity

to play the music of the night

then to hand you over to the dawn

sea shore o sea shore

how you enjoy being so giving

and never asking for nothing

sea shore or sea shore

please give me learning to the magic of life

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i am a Yum Mum

i am a Yum Mum

Yum!! I am a Yum Mum

my children taste my flavor

I am sweet and extra sweet sometimes

like chocolate pastries and candies

sugar drips off my words

as my children dive into the sweetness

out of my many tastes

sour is sometimes prominent

like a grape or a sour candy

my children squeeze tight their eyes

make faces to this taste

I accept I am bitter at times

true, I don’t relish it myself

my children agree to that too

I taste like berries, I taste like gum

sometimes I am a pizza, which is real fun

each taste, every flavor

my children relish, they live it with me

for they tell me every night before bed

how they are in love with me

tasty I am to them

Sure ! I am a Mum… A Yum Mum

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my dimly lit room

I sat in my room, dimly lit scent of rich mahogany in all corners covering the walls and the ceiling paneled books of literature assembled neatly untouched on heavy wooden shelves that chair rocked…

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