Дрожат слезинки на рябиновом листе.
Дождь за окном шумит и барабанит.
По подоконнику стучится...
С утра бродяга хулиганит.

Деревья встрепенулись — нет жары!
Уж август...
Наливаются рябины краснотой...
В природе разливается покой:
Скоро — задуют осени ветры.

А дождь идёт, и мокрые кусты
Качает ветер.
Кончается чудесная пора.
Последнее тепло тихонько пейте.

И наслажденье августа пришло,
Богатый, урожайный, тихий.
Пусть солнце иногда и жгло...
Люблю я август наступивший!

A very very dear aunt, you are
For me, deeply do you care
Always providing sound advice
You've made me quite wise!

A very very dear aunt, you are
Seldom, do you bore
Indulgent and strict at the same time
You manage to stay calm
In a variety of situations
Tremendous, is your patience!!

A very very dear aunt, you are
A few losses, you've had to suffer
However, forever have you been strong
Stopping at nothing
To get any sort of work done
With you around, can nobody feel alone!!

A very very dear aunt, you are
Almost like a second mother
Your home too, my second home
My quirks, you give not a ****
Because, you see the good in everyone
For me, a lot you've done
I'll always be grateful
You've helped me keep my cool
Whenever I've been under stress
Extremely useful, are your gifts!!

A very very dear aunt, you are
And will be forever
Soon, may we meet
Take care and stay upbeat!!

How much of me must fall before your gaze,
How many walls must crumble into dust,
To show the soul that hides behind this maze,
And prove that love is more than hope or trust?

You see the shape my hands have built with care,
But not the heart that beats to match your own.

I rise, not just to earn a place up there,
But so beside you, I’ll be fully known.
No throne I seek, nor glory’s fleeting flame—
Just quiet nearness when the veils descend.

And if fate lifts the curtain on my name,
I pray you’ll meet not stranger, but a friend.
For every step I take is meant to be,
The road that leads my hidden self to thee.

My time has value,
And so do I,
Fly free in my boundaries,
Sunset high.

LITTLE RED PLANET

Like a perfect little planet
the tiniest strawberry of ever & ever

sat in the universe
of your palm

us two
nothing but specks
(you in a blue dress)  

in the middle of the hugest field
in the world

green as
Forever is.

“Eat it..! ”
you laugh
“...in one bite! ”

Offering me the little red planet
in the universe of your open hand.

I lap at it
licking up the taste of it

intense as
the taste

of ever & ever is

the deliciousness
of your laughter

but the money
in the meter of memory

runs out

and the loveliness
of your laughter

delicious as
a little red planet

(the salty tang of your hand)  

hides
once again

in the mystery of Time.

I walked with hope, heart open wide,
But often met the sting of pride.
Misjudged, used, cast aside —
Still, I rise, with tears I hide.

I gave my truth with hands held high,
Yet watched it crumble, questioned why.
Their silence loud, their hearts astray,
But I remain — I’ll find my way.

Yes, I could walk this road alone,
Carve dreams from dust, make them my own.
But what is triumph, cold and bare,
If there's no soul to truly care?

I long to be a spark, a light,
A voice for wrong, a stand for right.
Though fragile in this inner fight,
I'll bear the weight, I'll climb the height.

To serve, to heal, to lift, to be
A strength for those who cannot see.
For faith, for kin, for this dear land —
I give my all with trembling hand.

So let them leave, let them not see,
The quiet fire that lives in me.
I’m not for fame, nor hollow praise,
But for the hearts that hope to raise.