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We blame  society for suppressing us

Yet we are a part of this society

Ironic  isn't it?
A moment of realisation struck me on a road trip and made me laugh
~

I sent you a hug
as I stood in the sand
Waited and watched
as it rolled cross the land
Looked to the sky
and it's wonderful view
Hoping the hug that I sent
would find you

I blew you a kiss
on a soft ocean breeze
Waited and watched
as it floated the seas
Towards the horizon
'pon waters so blue
Hoping this kiss that I sent
would find you

I whispered my love
on a moonbeam tonight
Promised affection
in shimmering light
Yet I can’t rely
just on hope at this time
I’ll deliver my love
*in this poetic rhyme
Good night beautiful
~

Picking a rose in a garden of Sundays
Calling your name on a broken branch wind
Looking for clover where weeds are not welcome
Walking the bridge till its time to begin

Dancing in puddles now filled up with laughter
Running through traffic as cars speed away
Searching for words in the headlines of morning
Writing of moons and the stars on display

Collecting my thoughts when I think I will never
Painting a smile on a shuttered front door
Lifting a rock just to see what is under
Shopping for clothes in a grocery store

Looking through openings cut in the carpet
Reaching atop every shelf that I see
Juggling penguins, now where did that come from
Asking a bird what it knows about bees

Planting a tree in the depths of the ocean
Baking a cake in a rooftop design
Sweating the small when the big stuff does happen
Thinking of beer when I’d rather have wine

Wearing a frown in the moments I’m happy
Pushing a cart with a wobbly wheel
Lurking in shadows that form on the sunset
Dreaming of things that are hopefully real

Finding that all I have written is nonsense
All of these verses above they will show
When all I wanted to say was I love you
Like in these stanzas I’ve written below

Penning a poem to say what I’m feeling
Wishing the phrases will reach to your heart
Sending you hints of my steadfast devotion
Scribbling fonts that we never shall part

All that I am is now all that you make me
There is no one that this man could love more
You are the girl that I’ve wanted forever
Eternally you’ll be the one I adore

So there you have it, quite crazy but true
Ideas scattered from deep in my mind
Where it is light with some dark in the corners
There is no telling the things you might find
:)
Her wails rent the air

O God how unfair you are
to have snatched him from me
the only man that truly cared
never treated me badly.

Without him is a life to grieve
empty meaningless
take me too O God relieve
this pain of no redress!


Shouldn't we bring a costly cot
of mahogany or such wood
asked the men what was her thought
about carrying her man so good.

Shouldn't the pyre be of sandalwood
the fuel a pure ghee
your husband ma'am was a man too good
to be burned ordinarily.

She paused a while frowning dark
a shadow passed her face
a hint of wince made its mark
a pall of uneasiness.

He's gone to never return
the onus is now on me
to run the days with meager earn
and not spend wastefully.

ordinary wood would burn as good
kerosene would do well
prudence demands not one should
be lavish in funeral.
War
I am the battlefield
And my body, the resilient terrain.

Bombs of humiliation blow apart my ruptured brain
Guns of mockery wound my bleeding heart
And tears of surrender pool down my cheeks

I am the battlefield
And my body, the conquered terrain.
Isn't this how it always feels after a lost fight or two?
I thought you were lost,
in the rain,
while the sun shines.

But you happened,
and for me,
that's the greatest thing.

I thought you were lost,
in my dreams,
your reality was not mine.

But you happened,
and for me,
that's the start of all great things.
you know the value of a word
and can place it with great care
you see colors in a rainbow
others wouldn’t know were there
you can find the silver lining
of the darkest thunder cloud
or make a grown man weep
when he reads your words out loud
you live your life wide open
wear your heart upon your sleeve
give your friends the gift of laughter
and console them when they grieve
you take all the pieces of a life
and use words to make the whole
if you're reading this right now
it means you have a poets soul
There are so many wonderful people and poets on this site, this is my thank you for being awesome poem.
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