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 Jan 2018 Willy Shakysphere
ryn
With yesterday
slung over one shoulder

And tomorrow
slung over the other

Today saw
the comfort of emotion

Today showed me
that I am only human

.
 Jan 2018 Willy Shakysphere
Seema
The plant looked dead,
It made me wonder as well as sad,
I observed the plant to see the cause,
It was indeed dead ofcourse,
The trunk was rotten,
Mostly forgotten,
It stood there dead,
My gaze caught a spot of green,
I suppose no one noticed this scene,
On the stem of an overhanging branch,
I watered this plant and trimmed the dead branch,
After few weeks the leaves grew,
And it was amongst everyone's view,
After few months a green branch sprouted,
With hearted satisfaction I doubted,
Thinking it may not last long,
But I was wrong,
Down few more days,
It grew stronger out of the ways,
Soon I noticed the budding,
And the blooms flooding,
What a beautiful sight to see at last,
The life returning in a dying plant...


©sim
Observation.
The darkness  creeps up too me
I try too fight but it expands , Covers me , suffer cation there is no explanation

Why do you haunt me taunt me follow
Me, you reduce me too a child quickly I have too hide .
Why do you taunt me so?
I see shadows of the night they creep along my floor,I have too hide once more.
If only I could get too the door
I maybe be free of the darkness once more ..!!!!
I'm a fighter but this darkness I feel follows
Me x
There was a time you said
Please never leave me

There was a time you said
I just need you
Please never leave me
There was a time you said
Please please keep me
Don't ever leave me
Making love you look at me
You made me believe
We promised neither would leave
A pact made bye too souls
I believed
I said , please never leave me
No reply
You left me
Now I'm frozen in time
Replaying in my mind that night we looked each other straight in each others eyes
Please never leave me,
Our pact.
Some things haunt you. this was one of mine, just that moment in time where everything was just right . A frozen memory
That will only go with time.very personal i no to me time too let go .
 Jan 2018 Willy Shakysphere
Seema
Sitting out on the porch,
Watching the **** cockroach,
Flying from wall to wall,
Oh! I've just seen it fall,
Now running on the floor,
It neared the main door,
With a blink of an eye it disappeared in the dark,
Not long I saw a shadow mark,
And that of a tree gecko leaping from the side wall,
Flew in the cockroach from the tree tall,
I saw the gecko aiming at its prey,
Moving slowly camouflaging itself as grey,
The roach froze and Bingo! the gecko caught its prey...

©sim
Just an observation I had today.
barefoot.

the pallid sand kneads and spills over her toes with each step. the arrhythmic waves ebb up the beach, hissing on their return to the azure ocean, just to rumble and reform, reaching higher up

on the shore, fanning out.

closer now, she is overcome with rapture, she takes a pneumatic moment to let her pores absorb and receive all that the sea has seduced her with. digging her feet into the divine sand and tasting residue of sea salt on

her lips.

after an eternity, she opens her journal, scrawling on the grained pages the ethereal sounds of the swelling, crashing, whistling that fills her ears and stimulates her marrow. indeed is the depth of her ecstasy
part two
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