I remember those pretty marbles
Cousin Ted gave me to keep
Off to Europe ... he went to travel...
Agreed.. thought I ‘d  do him good deed...

Counted each one just before I went to bed
Counted them again everytime I was out of bed
These precious marbles would remind me of Ted
He was gone... missed him...thought I’d rather be dead...

Ten colorful marbles in my pocket
In the left pocket of my pink purple polkadot skirt
Lost my balance I fell into a pool of dirt...
I went blind my glasses was covered with dirt
Ruined my shirt...  dirtied my newest skirt...
I’ve lost my marbles... Oh ****!
...... that was even hurt...

Again...I missed the school bus
Easy...I blamed my dad
He ran too slow
Failed to chase the bus for me
Disgusted... I refused to speak
Annoyed...Sitting in the living...
Staring at the window..
Outside a heavy downpour...
Silently blaming the rain
If it wasn’t too cold that morning..
I wouldn’t have pulled my blanket ...
And closed my eyes too tight...
A ROARING rain in my heart...

I heard dad was shouting at mom
He blamed mom for waking up late
An expected storm ... mom bursts in the kitchen...
No blaming me she said... extremely loud
The alarm clock... went silent you know!!
A chocked in her throat...
A tiny tear at the corner of her eyes...
Steamy Air of tension surrounded the house...

It was easy to blame the alarm clock
For a moment I thought...
It wouldn’t shout back to defend itself
It went dead... it wasn’t anybody’s fault...
I missed the bus, dad missed his work...
Mom missed her "morning good bye" kiss...
The cute alarm clock ... a gift from my aunty
Stood by the bed so timidly... so innocently...

Unexpectedly...
My Furious-ed dad... threw the alarm clock out the window
Surprisingly... it was screaming in the rain
Perhaps...Tired of our blaming game..
Funny...As it fell to the ground..
Kring!! Kring!! Kring!! So loud so clear was the sound..
Instead of getting mad...
Dad, Mom and me... giggled...
We were all laughing like mad...
A damaged machine in the heavy rain...
Tickled our hearts...

A secret it must stay
Sad blue eyes
if only to reveal
the fleeting moment
of unspoken thoughts
of unbridled love
all too soon to disappear
in a sip of an afternoon tea
and the lingering after taste
of a secret affair.

Tried to ROAR back
Louder... Nastier... Hungrier..
Swallowed the voice in my throat
Thought I'd be fierce enough
Like I used to be...
When I simply snapped
and screamed and shouted
on Things I disagreed most
on Things I hated most
Mellowed down with the number of years
added to my age...
Common senses and maturity
Wiser and thoughtful..
To roar yes I can
But with great diligence
I roar...

The pair of sad eyes
I remember so well
as she leaves the room
leaving behind her hopes

A real life mannequin
dressed to ****
in expensive outfits
bought for... what a darling..
day in and out
struts up and down
in five star hotels
drowning in her hard earn dollars
that only last for a day or two...

I remember her hands shaking
as she holds a glass of whiskey
taking quick puffs at her cigarette
you can tell...  she isn't a beginner
so what with that pair of sad eyes?

but her body violently trembles
she fidgets, panting nervously
another greedy hands wraps her waist
a knowing nod, mutual agreement
another ride .... another night...
she walks with him....
leaving behind her dreams...
her eyes are sad .... you can tell
another journey awaits her
on this wild hungry night
no one bothers of her pair of sad blue eyes eyes...
only the heat of her naked flesh....

Between us silence is the enemy
breaking the silence is victory
years that passed by
silence seems too good
sometimes i wish for waves
in between this surrounded wall
the walls we built
bottled us up...
the feelings we hid
the words we kept
the love we buried
plastered in this wall
this silence wrecks me
this silence burns you
between this brick wall
the funeral of love..

I smile a sunny smile...
Good morning love...
and You smile back...
whispers I LOVE YOU...
all of a sudden...
Your ****** language
discovers love...
warm love...
written all over
your handsome face
sweet love...
like peanut butter jelly
spread all over your cheeks
and nose too
our laughter fills the room...
sweet love....