Mr X: Favorites

Jul 2014 Mr X

Two Sides

Jul 2014 Mr X

Pradip Chattopadhyay

A stray cloud pours
in the sun.

Baked in the heat
on my window seat

I crave for more
of the fun.

The ones outdoor
for shelter run.

Jul 2014 Mr X

end of an era!

Jul 2014 Mr X

Mary

end of an era!

5 years led to this
A party
A prom
A goodbye.

Not many shall I miss
Only few will stay with
Me in my heart
The memories we made!

Some people partied
Each one the same
I concentrate, being
The introvert I am.

The final day, Friday
A prom. Our prom
We created.
We will go!

I won't miss
The loud ones
The rude ones

I will miss
The fun
The games
My friends

My close connection of
People I love.
Have bonded with
Will miss!

We won't meet for
Years to come
This last day
Will be for years

Good luck to you
My friends
My year.
My school

Leavers. Laat day prom, will miss my friends lots as we lead separate lives

#friends #people #years #school #era #prom

Jul 2014 Mr X

The Mountains Never Judge

Jul 2014 Mr X

Poetic T

The Mountains Never Judge

I speak to the mountains,
SOFTLY
I tell them of my troubles,
They seem to be blown away
In to the clouds,
I do from time to time
Shouts words, from up high,
Bellow them out loud,
In to the mountains
And away in to the sky,
The one I love to come
Back is the sound of
The mountains speak,
I shout with all my might
I LOVE YOU
Because they never judge,
They listen to what I say in
Happiness,
Sadness,
Joy,
And laugh,
And the echo comes full swing
**WE LOVE YOU RIGHT BACK..

Jul 2014 Mr X

Alone

Jul 2014 Mr X

Pax

Alone

Insecurity* is my *Enemy
Lonesome is my Friend
Emptiness is my Safe Haven

*© Pax

I feel so alone again
I feel so empty yet again
in this safe haven... sigh...

#sadness #alone #insecurities #emptiness

Jun 2014 Mr X

With the bell

Jun 2014 Mr X

Pradip Chattopadhyay

With the bell

while in classroom they were with the bell
his mind some place else dwelled
where rafts of white on blue set sail
nimbus grew in mountain swell.

let them all be in that room
pursue wisdom in blackboard gloom
he won't go in that pursuit
when world outside called his feet.

he would breathe the endless sky
chase rainbow and butterfly
in shade of tree find sweetest dream
more than it was not for him.

he would sit by that placid lake
in its ripples' lullaby half awake
hug the wind run wild sunburned
leave classroom lessons remain unlearned.

Jun 2014 Mr X

Confrontation with the devil

Jun 2014 Mr X

Elizabeth L

Confrontation with the devil

The devil knocked the other day
(Or at least that's what I call him.)
He taught me that carnal hunger could be fed on any cuisine but never gave me my full.
I left all I believed in to follow him because he came when I needed someone and always does.
But when the devil knocked this time I slammed the door in his face.
He showed me that desire can be learned but that just taught me to look beyond him.
He showed me that love had nothing to do with pleasure but I learned that the only unique thing about him was the pain and disgust that he charged for his services.
The devil knocked when I had nothing but I'm learning to regain what he took from me in the first place.

Jun 2014 Mr X

Don't Settle for Stars

Jun 2014 Mr X

Muggle Ginger

Don't Settle for Stars

Love like the sun
Loves the earth
Ever since they met
They dance every day

The sun makes the earth
Look on the brighter side
The earth gives the sun
A reason to wake up

Love like the earth
Loves the sun
Because the earth isn’t distracted
By the stars and the moon

Jun 2014 Mr X

My son, the father, the buddha....

Jun 2014 Mr X

Sally A Bayan

My son, the father, the buddha....

He is the buddha in their household.

When he arrives from work,
his two elder daughters run to his sides
already holding their guitars,
wanting to start jamming with him
right there and then.

The two younger ones
stand close to his feet,
waiting to be swung with his arms
as soon as he puts down
his heavy black bag.

His third daughter just hugs him tight,
his tummy choking within her tiny arms.

Right now, he is walking on air,
smiling widely, as his five girls
give him their gifts of homemade
loom bands and paper robots,
as they all greet him loudly---
"happy father's day, daddy!"

He is my son, Norman,
he is the father of my five
granddaughters...

He is the buddha in their
household....

Sally

Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

***They are always a sight to behold...***