Lifeless, still,
Different faces, different races,
Same old, same old,
Round and round,
Into the ground,
Still lifeless,
Still conscious-less.

Poet by night, body embalmer by day,
Sealing the wounds,
Pulling the skin behind the ear, just so,
Perfect; nipped and tucked just right.

Poet by night,
Your vocation, I envy not,
When toes are tagged,
and you take over,
Masterpieces are created,
Each a wonder.

You stand back and stare
At your work divine
Master craftsman at work
“Please do not disturb!”

Still only a poet by night,
By and large, a creator by day!

"You think you know me,
Think again,
I Am waiting."

Daddy, you said, 'I'll see you soon",
Soon is here but you're not.

"Keep this for me, I'll be back soon",
You did not come back.

"I'll go one last time. It'll be alright",
You didn't return and it's not alright.

"I can't believe, am finally going home",
You didn't realize it was your final home.

"It was a good trip but too short. Next time, I'll stay longer",
There is no next time now.

Final or infinite
Appearing really disappearing
Many stories, many tales spun
You're still gone and I'm all alone...

*All right, Good Night!" were your final words
Nothing's right, and
nothing's good about the dark of the night that still persists.

I thought I was home
It appears I was wrong!

Some like 'em plump and luscious
I like 'em green!

The coconut tree is unlike any other
From root to shoot
All valuable all useful
Giving shade when weaved into roof patches
Giving sustenance in the form of food and drink
Even when completely chopped, it leaves its marks
As the bridge people built to cross the river!

Sometimes a kiss is just a kiss
But sometimes it's the prelude  
That ascends the being into heaven

Ovulations are jubilations
that result in celebrations
*if so intended

Who am I to want more
than you can give?

Princess Lollypoppy is going to school
Albeit kiddy school, it's still school
Many friends will she make
Possibly some hearts she would break
Maybe now's a good time for her to gather her troops
For the kingdom she intends to overtake
Surely three and four year olds will listen to her
She'll give them lollies in exchange for their loyal regard
Her plans are in motion
A coup is underway
Wait a minute, what is Prince Lollypoopsie doing in the door way!

I have a list
The job is mundane, same old, same old
Murderers, conceiters, haters, ....
No remorse even at the last breath

Today is a busy day
Lots of you to claim
First on my list is a thief
He stole children for a living
And sold them to the highest bidder
Sometimes, I think the Guy upstairs is so unfair
What’s wrong with taking a child
And selling her so she’ll get a better life

Not that I’m complaining
Contrary to popular belief
Hell is kind of empty
Most people in their last living moments
Say they’re sorry and zam! I lose!

This guy is different
Peter Hinckley the Child Snatcher
He doesn’t know he’s walking into a trap
And he’ll be shot dead by the cop hiding across the street

So, here I am, Ok, Now!!
“Gotcha, come with me, Peter Hinckley!
Welcome to Hell! Where it’s always breakfast in bed! Not!
Haha!”

My next is a woman, those are rare down there
Henrietta Bugglery – “Gosh, what a name!”
Her one and only sin – loving herself too much
Till she hated everyone else

It’s not her fault, I don’t think
She has it all but wisdom
So how can it be her fault
Well I suppose she could have been better to her children
But she hated them too apparently
Ahh humans, I’ll never get them, I suppose!

Henrietta was ready but she didn’t expect Me!
Not that I’m not pretty but I have to hide my face
Seeing me sometimes jolts them back to life!

“OK, Missy, let’s go!”
“What do you mean let’s go? Who are you? And where are we going?”
“HELLLL! Missy!!”
“Who are you?”
“ Darth Vader!”
(and they say i don’t have a sense of humor)
“You mean like from Star Wars?”
“Yes, exactly that – Let’s Go!”
“I’m not going anywhere with you!”
“Oh come on, don’t make me zap you there.
I like you all to arrive happily, after all the rest of eternity is a long time”
“Get lost! I’m not coming with you!!”
“Oh well, you leave me no choice!
Welcome to Hell!”
I lift my hand and she is stretched excruciatingly (it appears) into Hell

You’d think my work is easy
Actually, it’s not
Sometimes, I wish we had some of your high tech equipments down there
Then, I won’t have to do this myself
I could have me some robots who would never mess up
Or suddenly have a soft heart like in the case of ....
Oh ****, I’m saying too much!!

*P.S. Don't worry, I'm probably not coming for you
P.S.S. I lie, a lot!

DE where are you?
I miss you
I know summer is sweet
I thought we could meet
Here on HP
Life has become dull
Without your ten word
Word play and such
Reveal yourself oh mighty poet!
I miss you deeply
Make an appearance, please
I beseech thee humbly

Princess Lollypoppy got her wings today,
It helped her fly far far away,
She thought if she left, she would be missed
But in fact she missed home after she twisted her wrist

Flying was not so fun as she once thought
She wandered the skies and found a rainbow sprout
It was beautiful, it was really amazing
But she missed home and it was agonizing

Gathering courage and embracing guilt
She flew back home and slowly rebuilt
Her little playhouse with tables and chairs
So that Prince Lollypoopsie could also share her wares

It was no so bad, she found after all
Two years have passed, and though it wasn't a ball
She did have a playmate and he was quite a sport
When she needed a punching bag, he was always there to support!

Teach me and I’ll learn
How the jigsaw puzzles fit together
I’ll learn how to put away the toys when I’m done
I’ll even learn how to make
A sandwich when you’re gone
But please don’t lock me up in a cell with no window
And tie up my hands so
That I can’t even scratch my face

Teach me and I’ll learn
To smile at strangers
You call friends
I’ll even hug them if you teach me
But please don’t lock me away
And throw away the key

Teach me and I’ll learn
How to use the toilet
I’ll even push the flush handle
If you teach me
I’ll learn to stand in the shower
And make myself clean
I’ll even rub some soap on me
If you teach me

But please don’t’ give up on me
And send me away
Into the prison they say
Rehabilitates
I will learn from you
I promise!
Teach me!

I think I was nine
And thought the world was mine
But my mom shouted at me
Insisting I eat some rice and curry

I decided to run away
Coz’ that’s what
Trixie Belden would have done
But I couldn’t go very far
Coz’ I wasn’t allowed to cross the road

So, I climbed my 12 feet guava tree
And sat on the comfy branch
After a while mayhem began

It was getting dark
And my family was searching me out
My name was shouted, all around the house
Inside, outside, front and back
But nobody so much as lifted their head
To see me sitting there
Quietly smiling at their frantic expressions
“Oh dear, oh dear, where have you gone?”

I took two biscuits with me
When I ran away
But it was many hours since
And my tummy was growling
I wished someone would look up
The tree and find me
Coz’ this was getting a bit weary

Finally, my dad arrived and
My mom rushed out
“Our daughter is missing,
Please go and report!”

My father whom I thought
Wasn’t very smart
Was calm and collected
And only laughed out loud
“There she is!” he pointed at me
Up the tree
“Come down this instant or
You won’t get to eat any rice and curry!”

I love the smell of your hair after a shampoo
I love how the sound of dogs barking ruffles you
I love the sight of the scars on your hands
I love the way you try to hide your legs
I love your vampire teeth showing when you reluctantly smile
I love the way you heartily laugh at my jokes
I love the way you strum nothing into a tune
I love your random songs and play on my name
I love your hold on my hand and warmth therein
I love the hugs and cuddles and nuzzles you bring
I love the feel of your fingers against my skin
Just one more reason to show how you are endearing
The tingle I feel every time our ***** lips meet
Makes it difficult to continue working when you’re there watching
I love how you speak of Higgs Boson so intimately
No other person I know can quite grasp this theory
I love the way you play with Vladimir and Kimmy
Your kindness and concern shows, amidst playfulness,  it’s so funny
I love your mean pancakes and your hot morning coffee
I love most things about you, why don’t we marry?

I am not ordinary but then I’m not extraordinary either
What am I then?
I am the culmination of ancestral miracles and generational transformations
With star particles thrown in for good measure
I have the remnants of palaeolithic homosapiens
And the dust of stars from a million years away
I am not ordinary yet I’m not extraordinary
There are many me(s) on this earth
And I’m inclined to believe in other universes as well!
I am not ordinary, no sirree;
I’m just a conglomeration of stardust derived from stars a million light years away!

One by one, the leaves of the tree gently fall to the damp ground
I don't care
The mynas sing their varied tunes of jubilance and excitement
I don't care
The sound of dogs barking in the distant envelopes the atmosphere
I don't care
The sky is grey with rain clouds, almost melancholy
as the sun tries to push through its rays
I don't care
The gurgling sound of the neighbor's water fountain marks the present
I don't care
Now, the children are running in the park, stealing time to play before the rain drops
I don't care
Swishing, chirping, woofing, whooing, splish-splashing, screaming
.............
This poem is not finished
*I don't care

Time cries for no one
A mystery i think time is
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, .....
It continues without a care in the world

We plan and plant and wait and harvest
Then, we do it all over again
With time, we move on and on
There is no pause, only continuum

Time cries for no one
People pass on, pets pass on
Life recycles
Poets philosophize
Philosophers ponder
Sounds pointless, all of these
It's an adventure, almost predestined
A web of feelings
This is life, they say
This is life...
TBC, forever

Chomping on leaves was all he’s ever known
They keep me going, he used to say
Albeit slowly but that’s alright
I have nowhere to go
My brothers, all five of them, love their leaves
Their world was plentiful and vast
Rain or shine, I’m always protected by the very leaves I eat
Sometimes he did get lost
But my brothers come get me most of the time
One day, not sure what was happening, he panics
I can’t move, I am dying!!
He was covered in a sheath of cotton-like cocoon
And left that way for years it seemed
(Time lapse)
*I’m trapped, I’m trapped, let me out
I start pushing, the sheath breaks
I push further and harder
Flutter, flutter, I fly away