tomriesa-waranatau
Smile on my face, / I came from mother's womb, / cried loud when grandmother struck me / on my buttock with her palms, / and grandfather just stared / while tears rolled down his round cheeks, / I felt a warm hug from mother beloved, / And my father? / I didn't know what he did to me that night. / Probably he was away fishing / For another half sibling.
If you say, life is beautiful,
You discriminate the blind
If you say, life is sweet,
You discriminate people that have ageusia
If you say, then, that life is melodious,
You discriminate the deaf
If you comment that life feels good,
You discriminate the people with anaphia
If you say, life a grand speech,
You discriminate the dumb.
So, Life is neither of the five senses,
But Life is the Common Sense.
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 11:52 PM UTC
The mountains loom in the distance;
green, blue, grey
The rivers flow; winding to the sea
The winds blow; gentle and sometimes strong
The sea waves roll; progressive or capillary
so is my life;
sometimes, like a mountain of many colors that depend on the state of the mood,
like a river with many winding pathways,
like the wind with intermittent moods,
or even like sea waves caused by different pressures in my life.
This is my weather of life.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
Falling in love is the hardest part,
Falling out of it is the easiest, yet most heartbreaking.
It breaks my loving heart and crushes my mental well being to pieces
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 8:29 PM UTC
Goals!
Soccer own goal; against your purpose - disappointed
Score a goal; your purpose is - a celebration
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 8:29 PM UTC
The urge of love in my gut
is a sign that I am still loving you.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
Towering mast
looming in the distance
takes my voice to the other side of the world
through the unseen waves
in the sky.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
Moon and the stars I see in the night sky
Venus the brightest in the evening and the morning sky
But Serena is the brightest shining star still in the Tennis galaxy of stars.
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
I wonder, oh yes, sometimes I wonder,
if makeup is the absence of one's confidence in their 'natural beauty'.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 9:23 PM UTC
Time is Love
Time never ceases
so Love never ends, too.
Like time, so sure and true,
Love, too, is sure as time.
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
*The rarest bloom is my woman
The most beautiful petal coming from behind the leaves
Unblemished
Permeating the air with her scent
Stronger than any of the world’s top ten
Pleasant smelling flowers of;
Rose,
Jasmine,
Lily of the Valley,
Gardenia,
Chocolate Cosmos,
Four O’clock,
Sweet Pea,
Sweet Alyssum,
Frangipani, and
Wisteria
She is my rarest bloom
Planted only on the garden bed of true love
A possession so thankful I have.*
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC