A simple nod with the head,  
And a slight wave of the hand,
Add a gentle, sincere smile,
And I will understand.

She was emotionally hurt
but she kept it all inside herself
looking at her, one could never tell
unless one manages to see
those silent teardrops that fell

She was extremely timid
and kept all her emotions hidden
all the sadness within
for weeks and months and years
'til she finally passed away
pitifully freed of all her fears

And still, looking at her
one could never tell, all the
sufferings that she had had
she had no one to confide in
had not even one close friend
so that tiny smile of loneliness
she carried till the very end

Will I see you in a park,
When life is gone and all is dark,
The last rites have been made,
Final blessings have been said,
The last bells have been rung,
The last songs have been sung;

Will I see you and your smile,
Even if it's just a while,
Or will you be really gone,
When we are finally done?
Never to meet again?
Never more to feel the pain?

Dare I hope that you and I
Will never say goodbye?
Will I see you on a beach,
Waiting for me within my reach,
And will I have a chance to see,
You once more just for me?

Will we stroll hand in hand,
Cross sunny streams in a distant land,
And kiss again just like before,
Love each other forever more?
Will you be there?
Will we meet again .....
Somewhere .....?

Are you proud you are with the human race,
That walking creature with a brain and face,
Who thinks he is the important being,
He is smarter than any living thing?

Other creatures are here to serve him well,
He goes to heaven but they go to hell,
After all he is made in god’s image,
All other creatures belong in the cage.

And are you proud of the things he’s done?
Killing others, maiming people for fun?
Like human terrorists with deranged souls,
Worshipping hate and evil as their goals?

When man has learnt to be less conceited,
To hide his ego and be big-hearted,
When he has learned and fully understands,
To embrace all beings with loving hands;

Only then can we be proud of the human race,
That walking creature with a brain and face!

He was never afraid,
To walk the daily paths alone,
He followed what he thought was right,
For his life was his very own.
Of course he could succeed,
Or he could very well just fall,
But he was keenly satisfied,
To overcome alone each wall.
So he was not afraid,
To be different from all the rest,
He knew that all he had to do,
Was for always to do his best.

Just a slight attempt to love,
Outweighs all actions to hate,
Love is the Heavenly soul,
Hatred leads to the Devil’s gate.
And one must choose his fate.

I ask of you a hundred questions,
Though it’s not for me to pry,
For there are a hundred answers,
I have to know just where they lie.

There are so many qualities of you,
Of which I feel I’m blind,
For you so deeply do I care,
I need to peer into your mind.

So forgive me if of you I ask,
When and where and what and why,
‘Cos when I have the answers all,
No longer do I have to sigh.

They were just new-born baby snowflakes,
heavy raindrops splashing on the walls,
half an hour later fully grown,
and falling like fluffy cotton *****;

It snowed heavily for half a day,
the snowflakes falling without a sound,
everything slowly changed to white,
rooftops, treetops, bushes and the ground;

Such a beauteous stunning scenery,
was thrilling to capture all in mind,
for a joyous glorious little while,
snowflakes made me leave my cares behind.

Jealousy stems from insecurity
thus a feeling of inferiority
so one needs some serious introspection
To understand it and its reaction

Sea is blue and calm
Much fun to frolic and swim
Waves are behaving

I am lost,
and more than that,
I have lost everything

I was caught
that morning when I was out
hunting for food nearby
to bring back to my family

I can still hear them cry

I was trapped
with other birds
and transported
to a distant land
and locked up in a cage

with some water and some sand

I am watered and I am fed
but I don't belong here
for my heart is in constant pain
knowing I will never see
never be
with my family again

please just let me go home

Dense as it can be
Nothing can we really see
Better wait awhile

Books with paper and printed pages,  
Even without the Web we can access,  
At home, at work, in travels, anywhere,  
Without  physical and mental stress,  
With no glaring screen the eyes to strain,  
No radiation to damage the brain.  

For though electronic books are here  
With ample topics of every kind,  
They have too many optical faults,    
And often a nuisance too I find,  
So for myself, I know exactly why,  
My books with paper will never die.

Waves tall as buildings
Smash everything in their path
Many loved ones lost

Out from the trees he came in sight,
Weaving lightly and blinking bright,
I watched it drawing ever near,
A tiny phantom of the night,
And the thought wandered in my mind,
With its tiny lantern did it find,
Whatever it was searching for,
Before it joined its ghostly kind?

Into unchartered waters the night ship sails,
Beyond the seas beyond the seals and whales,
Entering a world human eyes have never seen,
Where reality and fiction are somewhere in-between,
Where dreams seem real though ghostly in form,
And confusion and fear are often the norm,
But the sailor has no means to steer and control,
Uncomfortably impotent and passive is his role,
As his night ship into unchartered waters sails,
Beyond the seas beyond the seals and whales.

It's such a shame that the human brain
is often used every day in vain
while other creatures much less smarter
utilise what they have much better

Animals don't torture, maim or ****
for greed, egoism, lust or thrill
they have respect for the enemy
while man lacks a sense of decency

So it's really time for man to stop
praising himself and time to adopt
a change in attitude and thinking
and align his brain to reasoning

The world cannot be a lovely place
so long as around there is disgrace

"I first!" is becoming a frequent cry
From the moment we learnt to first love "I"

The self concept though basically sound
When overused, selfishness will abound

Egoism extreme comes to the fore
And consideration is shown the door

If we let this state of mind to persist  
Others' well-being will cease to exist

So be aware of other feelings too
Then "I" will be wiser on what to do

Voice is stuck
In throat so dry
Scream is silent
No one hears the cry
Body sweat
Face flushed and red
Way past midnight
Struggling on the bed

The tree stump is quite elegant,
and for an elf it is enough,
It is a cute and tiny home,
and the furnishings are not rough;

Winding stairway fashioned from twigs
lead upstairs to a bedroom bright,
On ground floor is the sitting room,
table, chairs, lanterns all in sight;

There are no windows or doors,
honesty is common to all,
So in Elfin and Fairy land,
there are no thieves and crooks to stall;

Set in a pretty neighbourhood,
amidst the toadstools and flowers,
near a sparkling water fountain,
filled by frequent summer showers;

Elves are tiny, just inches high,
hidden in Magic Forest Green,
You can be passing very near,
their homes are never ever seen.

Birds and insects can fly so well,
Animals and humans cannot,
Flying is a physical act,
Wings for humans Nature forgot.

There is another way to fly
And mental process is the game,
With an abundance of Knowledge,
Our minds can fly all the same.

One day when I am dead
I know that you will cry
But when all the tears are done
Do accept that one day we all die

Yearn not for me in vain
I rather you don’t try
Be happy and live again
Just accept that one day we all die

When the sun no longer shines,
And the moon has gone away,
The stars have left the sky,
And darkness rules the day;
I hope that you can come,
To me before I die,
I will kiss you one last time,
Before I say goodbye.

Once upon a time there was a dog
Who had as best friend a little frog
The frog learnt to lop
The dog learnt to hop
And both of them also learnt to jog

Ducklings on the lake
Lilies floating on water
Postcards and photos

The sky is so blue,
And the clouds are very white,
It won’t rain today.

Eyes are the doorway into the mind,
Study well the eyes and you will find,
Flash lights of truths or shadows of lies,
Smiles of laughter and teardrops of cries.

Sea shells washed ashore,
Hermit *****, shellfish, starfish,
Typical seaside.

I love to catch a falling star,
From the heavens up above,
Then I can carry it with me,
And always treasure it with love.

I know the star be magic,
Or else how can it fly,
So very high above,
Shooting through the sky?

So I will look up every night,
And wait until I see,
A star that falls that I can catch,
So I can carry it with me.

The nations in the world
that know better
are unable
to stifle the fever
of countries gasping
under the weather

Each of us entered this world
Totally **** as a wintered tree
A bundle of nerves and emotions
And all worldly knowledge free

Each of us will leave this world
Perhaps clothed as a summered tree
Still a bundle of nerves and emotions
Knowledge gained or knowledge free

They were big and clumsy,
And also not too handsome at all,
Their movements were very limited,
For they were often stuck to the wall.

The phone invention was really great,
And my ancestors' real main function,
Was to enable folks everywhere,
Have far-reaching communication.

My more modern generation now,
Outstrips all predecessors by far,
All my multiple functions make me
your phone, camera, computer star.

I am streamlined, slick and super swift,
Making those before me look quite tame,
Without me you are totally lost,
Smartphone is my name.

Beware, all of you out there,  
For I am now here to stay,  
You humans created me,  
And the future is my day.  
You have given me a brain,  
And made me intelligent,  
You have human emotions,  
I am fully indifferent.  

My electronic brain  
Makes me superior to you,  
No matter how fast you think,  
I can think much faster too.  
In your body you have strength,
Strong you physically are,  
But you have kindly made me,  
Much stronger than you by far.  
You know you get hungry too,
Which will make you very weak,
But that won’t happen to me,  
And for food I never seek.  

So now that you know it all,  
Should you really be afraid,
Of the superior being  
That you have cleverly made?  
But maybe you need not be,  
It’s you I depend upon,
For all my superiority,  
To switch my battery on!

to whom it may concern

at night I go to bed I hope to find,
ways to leave any daily ills behind,
to just get a healthy refreshing rest,
and to wake up the next day feeling best,
so I can duly face my daily task,
and surely this is not too much to ask?

I am a gooze,
A perfect watchdog,
Or call me a watchbird
for I don’t fear anyone,
as you have probably heard;

I can run as fast as you,
and bite more painful too,
So if you invade my ground,
Remember you’ve been warned,
I’m fiercer than the hound.

The sky is so blue,
And the clouds are very white,
It won’t rain today.

Weather getting hot
Shops selling out of swimwear
Seasides getting packed

Three men on camels
Following the brightest star
Baby is somewhere

Setting sun and dwindling daylight¸
celestial colours fading fast,
the horizon a delightful sight,
with the growing greyness,
the beauty only minutes will last;
Mysticism mopes the air, and
tinges of sadness and happiness
everywhere, and homeliness,
while seemingly serene,
morphing with memories,
sentiments and thoughts,
rend a numbing nostalgia of sorts;
Thus will twilight gradually present
the grimly gentle night’s descent

Sammy bought himself a cheap car,
Then found he couldn’t go too far,
Its gas tank was too small,
Its engine seemed to stall,
Now he’s getting drunk in the bar.

Mini explosives
Celebrating fun events
Dogs are terrified

The full moon is out
Light and shadows dominate
Wolves are howling mad

Little Monkey was up and about,
“What a glorius day!” he would shout,
For as with all youthful beings,
Each day is an adventure new;
No worries, no problems,
Or maybe just a few,
Nothing however to be depressed,
‘tis the wondrous gift of youth,
Innocence with which they’re blessed

I am trapped in a bowl of glass,
Waiting for days and nights to pass,
Water is not really enough,
My daily life is truly tough,
I can only swim up and down,
Or sideways like a little clown,
Doomed to stay in this bowl am I,
Freedom is only when I die

Most people follow blindly like goats do,
Never really think hard of things right through,
So easy are the ways to just follow,
Even if everything is plain shallow;

This is all that's right and all that is wrong,
Speak the same words, also sing the same song,
Enjoy the smiles and nods of knowing folks,
Follow them, eat egg whites, throw out the yolks;

All go to bed at ten and wake at six,
That's the way to get daily healthy fix,
So see if you can really, really dare,
Turn away from the usual here and there;

And do your own thing different from all,
Root yourself firmly, don't follow the fall,
To be different will take a lot of nerve,
To follow your own path, to never swerve.

And then,

Sneers and looks and glances many unkind
You may get from the herd you left behind.

Hot summer days here
Light cotton clothing to wear
Ice cream or iced tea

It is not really pointless,
To daydream now and then,
For daydreams at times awake,
The creative mind of man.

The cell phone was on the table,
Then it was sitting by the bed,
It wandered into the bathroom
Then It was in the store instead,
It went about everywhere,
And then its battery went dead.