Saturday, December 14, 2019

BIRD - by Sasha Hart


by Sasha Hart, Turkey

My cries for the stars, my cries were in vain
No stars did not hear, my deep cutting pain
I have screwed up again and lost the one that I love
And once again I talk to stars, way high up above
When will I learn, when will it cease
When can I keep love, and with it, some peace
This time it was different
My love was so true
My verbal abuse, hid that true love from you
You know that I am sorry
For all that I did, I don't know why there were those cruel words I said
I guess it is too late, no sorry will do
For all of my life, I will feel love for you
You were the best, I should have made you my wife
It would not have mattered, for I needed help in my life
I hoped that as friends, our feelings would grow
But I still hear that answer, that answer is no
I don't know what to do
Help me to know, again I cry for stars, but no answer will show
The days they are long and filled with such pain
I had hoped that with you,..I would never see this again

I HAVEN'T KNOWN YOU VERY LONG by Richard Neil Thompson


by Richard Neil Thompson

I haven't known you very long
but that's not the way I feel;
I've told you all about me
I have nothing to conceal.

What I say may sound silly now
but you'll find it to be true;
I never thought that when we met
I would fall in love with you.

I WISH I COULD TELL YOU HOW MUCH I CARE - by Richard Neil Thompson


by Richard Neil Thompson

I wish I could tell you how much I care
but all I can do is sit and stare
I don't know how to explain this pain
it's driving me crazy
not being able to let it out-
I think I'll go insane.
You are special to me
in so many different ways
I don't know exactly
what sets you apart from the rest
but you've stolen my heart
straight from my chest.
I'm trapped inside my love
I never will be freed
Of the pain I always have
Of this aching, biting need
It hurts because I miss you
And the pain will never cease
It'll never let me forget my love
Never give me peace I can't change the way I feel
I'll live with it instead
I loved you then, I love you now
I'll love you when I'm dead

PAINT BRUSH - by Bhaskar Mitra


by Bhaskar Mitra, India

The smoothest stroke of the brush of time;
The first one, on the empty canvas that life I call;
Like a note breaking silence long
That all hearing hearts do enthrall.

Like the speeding steed by the name of time
Caught in the moment to stand and pause;
Like a flying arrow piercing hearts
So for its hiatus it can give a probable cause.

The second stroke, like a disciple good,
The first one it does follow.
Like the second note of a commencing song
Destined to fill all hearts, hollow.

Like the second line of a poem sweet
That, with the first, rhymes so good.
Like two birds on the branch of a tree
Or in a crib laying two new-born brood.

Following these is more of the same;
Splattering colors on a face so blank;
Mottled multihued like a butterfly’s wings
As it spreads gently on the middle and the flank.

Like a sweet poem taking birth
Of lines that just seems to rhyme so well;
Like a heart rupturing in passion inside
And colors returning to a face, so pale.

And within moments few, another of
The lord’s divine creation takes its place;
Creation that of the creator so highly speaks
So simple but beautiful none the less.

A life I had, even before,
But it was like a page so white;
Like a sleep that has no dream
Or like the dark starless night.

Like a song that sounds not well,
And like a poem whose lines won’t rhyme,
Like an ocean whose waves won’t break
Or a thought completely stopped in time.

If life was a song, then you are the one
Who a harmonious tune to it did add;
The colors of my life is what you are
The sweetest friend I have ever had.

BECAUSE I'LL BE WITH YOU !!! - by Adeel Naim Khan


by Adeel Naim Khan, Pakistan

When you feel too lonely,
There is nothing you could do;
Just come out in moonlight,
Because I'll be with you.

When your heart beats high,
You don't know what to do;
Just look into the sky,
Because I'll be with you.

When you really want to cry,
And your emotions becoming true;
Just remember me and sigh,
Because I'll be with you.

LAUGHTER IS THE BEST MEDICINE - by Rajaram Ramachandran


by Rajaram Ramachandran, India

"Laughter is the best medicine,"
To everyone, this is well known,
But now-a-days, it's rarely seen
'Cause of more stress and strain.

In the good olden days,
There were royal ways,
For a king's laughter,
Got thro' a Court Jester.

To a Joker's club,
Or a Theatre pub,
One has to go today,
For buying one's joy.

Anger leads one to tension,
And laughter to relaxation,
But still why one chooses frustration,
Paying health a little attention?

It's said, "An apple a day
Keeps the doctor away,"
Why a free-laugh, daily one can't try,
Rather going for an apple to buy?

This way one can be happy,
To lead a long life healthy,
And can grow further wealthy,
As no more medicines, no more worry.