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 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
When
Everything
Stops
Giving
You
Peace
Poetry comes forward to soothe you......
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
fog rolls up it sheet;
                The sounds echo on the roads__
The sun salutes up.
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
evi
Swim out of social evils
Life will be a butterfly amid roses
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
Father,
you have been amazing
In giving biscuits
to the little squirrels
At the fall of evenings
in the Golden park
Doling out grains
to pigeons
On top floor
Of the old house
Wiping tears
Of the weeping children
On the pavements
And in the lanes
Holding the hand
Of the blinds
As they cross the roads
In the warm days
And when fog
Pours down
Sharing smiles
Of the neighbors
At their special feasts
And when it is any day
Inviting the poor
To our dinners
And a great welcome
To them at the door
Providing blankets
To those who sleep
Under the sidewalk
In the cold nights.

Father
I am mesmerized
With your special deeds.

Being a father is common
And law of heaven,
But being an amazing father
Is very rare, very, very rare.

I am blessed
You are mine,
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
Defeat is just a change in weather...........
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
Curiosity gives birth to best efforts.............
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
If you ask me
To draw a sketch

I would paint thy braids
Droopinh like brownish branches

And my eyes like doves
Perching on them forever......
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
Tragedy
Pierces an arrow in the heart

And leaves it there.................
 Jun 2017
Mohd Arshad
You
Can
Put
Plastic apples in a box for long,

Not real ones...............................
 Feb 2017
Timothy Brown
Names are funny.

Have you ever wondered what your name would be if your parents didn't name you?

I'm one of the lucky few
that know.

If my parents didn't name me,
my name would be
Timothy.

You see, apparently,
when two people love each other,
Mommy cheats on Donny
with daddy and all three
demonize the baby.

Unfortunately,
abortion isn't an option.
Poor Donny believes
his little Johnson
made a tiny Willie
but really
it's Mike's Rick.
The trick wasn't revealed
until
Donny signed the birth certificate.

Obviously, Karen's husband abandoned their family.
Mike ripped his love from her and gave it to Dominique.

Karen,
twice-scorned,
mid-divorce,
postpartum,
decides a shelter isn't suitable for a nameless infant.

At this point, it's a little too late for abortion.
Nowhere to go,
knowing she can't stay,
Adoption became the practical option.


The noxious auction caused a nauseous reaction to her conscious. Karen picked the option, least pompus, with the most promise. An intuitively honest Christian was brought to her room so she could sign the synopsis.


As she's reviewing the terms of this blood oath, she glances at both of the parents cradling her second baby boy. They turn and ask


"What is his name?"

"I don't know. I thought he was going to be a she so I had the name Sade."


"That's ok, we have a perfect name in mind. Timothy."
She never signed the adoption papers but she kept the name.
©February 26, 2017 by Timothy Brown.
 Feb 2017
Mohd Arshad
G
When love to God  grows
Peace  blooms in full
 Feb 2017
Mohd Arshad
This way you can go, that way also
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