As you drink, may your spirits be lifted
An ode to a life lived and yet, to live
A toast to the day that has passed and for tomorrow to come
May 30, 2022
May 30, 2022 at 8:58 AM UTC
May your dreams in their brevity, take you to rest
Having arrived, be whisked away to Neverland
Once there seek out the world of fantasies
Jan 10, 2022
Jan 10, 2022 at 7:01 AM UTC
When a soldier marches, where does his focus go?
Forward? To glory or doom?
His mind filled with stories of honour and pride of wars long ago?
Backward? Of the life, they left behind?
To the wife, the child back home?
The medals to be shown as trinkets or to speak never more?
Have they ever stopped to look around? Of the country, to be or not to be? The mountains, the rivers, the towns and to the sea.
The damage to be caused? The life preserved?
Regardless, the solider marches
Aug 10, 2021
Aug 10, 2021 at 8:22 AM UTC
The callus of your hands knows the weight of labour
But we know the weight of your gentleness
The callus of your feet knows the many miles of travel
But we know it always returns home
The callus of your heart knows the spite of the world
But we know its love and its warmth
You grew up in need, but you gave us want
To the best father in the world
Happy Birthday!
Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 6:57 AM UTC
If a poem was like scrabble
I would surely lose
With many letters to pick
But no words to choose
A seven letter word doesn't sum up what I feel
All the points I rack up is not what I need
Scrabble is game where everyone can play
A game of words, a game to slay
But not for me...
Seven letter words are not enough for me
To form the words I want to say
The patterns on, a scrabble board is what you ever see
Ever changing, ever ending, ever feeling
the emotions of me
Feb 10, 2021
Feb 10, 2021 at 6:34 AM UTC
Time is to precious
My chances.. are abundant
But I take... my chances and time
On you
Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 8:48 AM UTC
When am tired
To rest my head on your lap
Sleep soundly with you watching over me
an angel
When I cry
To do so on your chest
So that your heart my soak my tears
And use it to grow
When I love
To receive it back
To feel what other's felt
All these years
Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 8:47 AM UTC
I wish that you get better
I wish that whatever plaguing you be swift in its occupation
And light on its touch
That there be no after effects
Only ecstasy and bliss
Once the spell is lifted
Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 9:45 AM UTC
If this is loneliness
then its to have an ocean inside your head
but with no one to empty into
its to swim in its waters for hours on end
with no island in sight
floating, mindless with no destination in mind
only to go with the flow
If this is loneliness
then its to be like atlas
immortal, in solitude forever enduring a great weight
oh how i wish for a hercules to build a pillar
to levee off this great burden
so i may stretch my shoulders
and for once, say hi to the moon
If this is loneliness
then its ti know that silence
is the most deafening sound of all
to sleep, to bathe, with no sound but your own
with the knowledge and company of your mind and your soul
If this is loneliness
then its to befriend both sadness and joy
one comes and the other go
but always never too long
sadness comes like the rain turns to storm
heavy, in angst, always going about swinging its huge tears
joy comes as the sun ray that pokes through the clouds
cheery, bright and a great sight to see for me
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 6:13 AM UTC
You see, during my exams the only words I wrote
Is your name, etching onto paper
Like it did on my mind
I would have probably failed
Only after telling the examiner
Of you
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 7:04 AM UTC