#greatday
Breathe the fresh air breeze.
Don't let the cold morning make you freeze.
Smiling will always be your way,
To make your great and peaceful day.
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
Dance with the sunrise,
Talk to the blue sky.
Put your sweetest smile on your face,
So you can start another great day.
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 8:46 PM UTC
The genie inside the bowl
told me of his lowest day eighteen fortnights ago.
The day he did not feel like a genie.
He awoke yet his eyes cried for the return of rest.
The one wish he could not concede
plagued his mind.
He did not know
how. He could not bend
the rules of time
to fulfill the most human
desire which is to wish
to never have to wish
that the present day
was not a bad day.
Like the transaction
between a poker dealer
and the man with no fear
in his eyes,
we barter with life on a cyclical game of poker.
Sometimes the house wins,
and it hurts like a thumb tacker.
A pair 2s is so inconsequential against
life happening.
No genie can stand in the way
of life happening.
The genie in the bowl
told me to make the most of this low day
happening, go on a stroll,
to take care of myself
and recognize that today is just a bad day.
Perhaps tomorrow will be better,
in the meantime get some sleep
and to try again tomorrow.
The genie in the bowl did give me a wish. Now I know how to recognize a bad day.
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 10:01 PM UTC
Melting
Into the softness
Soft clouds
Surround sound
I hear the melody
Sweeping me away
The tides of song
Sweet waterfall
Drop and drop
And then splash
Breath held
And eyes wander slowly upwards
The shimmer glassed look
The surface does have
Bright and sheer
Smooth, yet flowy
As I slowly come up
From my underwater home
The squirts of liquid
Spray into my face
And then I see the bubbles
And I slowly realize
That there was no waterfall
I'm at home in my bathtub with the water running... ;P
Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
The fiction came true
Surrounded by many
connecting with fewer,
Some old friends
and some are newer.
Writings of Hello Poetry
are just for expression,
And connecting with people
having same mission.
Miles apart
distanced physically,
Yet bonding by heart
and linked poetically.
Today's sunrise
Lovingly surprised,
Unveiled one HP friend
a dream realized.
Like a fiction came true
by finding you so near,
It's a reunion of soul
Oh Sarita dear!!
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 11:24 AM UTC