Cupboard doors open and slam in a rush of morning departures. Tins of beans and packets of pasta checked for use by dates end up piled up on the table. Toothpaste faces run in clutching new soap and that unopened toiletry to add their finds.

Pat on heads. Loading and quick check on calendar. Yrs 2 to 6 9am St. Matthew's

the products
of field's and labour
day's of equality

Rushing around to get home in the dark. Central heating clicked into the Internet of Things. Instant pictures of children's day. Instant food on the table. Entertainment on demand pumps out donate now message from Shelter.

cardboard bedsheets
night's of equality

Upon a huge, lush garden,
on a cold autumn day...
various leaves fall, in sweet surrender...
some still rise and go with the forceful wind
floating...along with dreams, wishes and prayers
murmured in the air...uttered fervently
...from near......or faraway places
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papers, leaves, souls, sighs, and whispers
all circulate, dance in the air...blending with nature
like drifters...and seekers, far from their homes
their habitats...their comfort zones,
suspended, in the atmosphere of every season
...yielding...to the will of the wind,
...while the wind obeys...the will of God
they swirl...land, on new destinations
face new dimensions...
friendlier seas...no more running, just waiting,
while winds of change settle down
touching new base, new grass,
hoping, for a peaceful existence,
for some....the end of life's turbulent journey
..........on safe...tranquil grounds...
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somewhere near, or far...huge gardens exist
where leaves fall, where some rise again,
where new beginnngs, new lives are offered...
havens that welcome and accommodate
...refugees...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


Sally


Co­pyright August 27, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

To my dearest love

now you're in heaven
forever you will run
joyful and carefree
a young girl having fun

always youthful
not growing old
never feeling pain
so I've been told

no more worry
not another sleepless night
you are with God
and all of His might

facing life
without you by my side
is a pain
impossible to hide

when I go to bed
I pray every night
that soon I will die
and go into the light

waiting for eternity
my beautiful bride
soon I'll be there
forever by your side

your beloved husband

If up was down
And left was right
Then death was life

If heaven was on earth
Sadness would be hapiness
Laughing as i cry
The world would be a paradise

If all the wars on earth were disregarded
Peace avails all over
Humanity united in accord
Life more simpler..

If everything was normal
In accordance with the creation purpose
All toils disbanded
Then  happy would have been me

If a wood is quiet enough,
leaves falling from trees
sound like feet shuffling,
sneaking up behind me.

I ponder a fall morning.

With a shushed mind,
stark silent as this fall morning,
I can hear the whispers from within
telling myself the truth.

Through out my life I could bear torture and pain
On your verdict I tried to bear all stress and strain
By being under all adversities I never crossed lane
Going all through this torture just time and again

I could bear all this with confidence and fortitude
With my positive attitude I could climb all altitude
Through out my life I never changed my attitude
My love and her beauty helped me to just imbued

But now my dear Lord I can't bear more troubles
My all real fortitude have gone down to bubbles
Now in this state I can not even lit to light candles
I am about to dome to fight and win more battles

But still I have some moths to show me right path
So still I don't mind even if I be burnt in fiery hearth
I am a soldier I do not care for any of the aftermath
Enemies shouldn't take me weak I am on my warpath


Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

When I look in the mirror
I dont see me
I see her.
The me I loved is gone and she is here
to stay.

i will never understand
why you held me
when i was the fire
and you were afraid of warmth