Peeping out from my rabbit hole,
I cannot see a single soul.
The virus is floating about,
But is it okay to go out?
The economy is going down the drain...
Some say that to ‘stay in’ will be double pain.
Play Russian Roulette: just roll the dice...
If you know not what to do is wise!

Do not weep for me when I am dead
The stars will still be shining o’erhead.
I shall be free from life’s mundane chores
I shall not be bound by earthly laws.

Free as the wind to go where I please
In physical death life does not cease.
I shall watch you for a little while
To see your tears replaced by a smile.

Death comes to each of us soon or late
Our spirits pass thro’ another gate.
Each of us came to fulfil a task
Sunrises at dawn, sunsets at dusk.

The rivers will still be flowing by
The oceans will still meet the blue sky.
All things for you will be as before
I will just grow old and be a bore.

Best to go when I am at my peak
Not to wait till I am wan and weak.
Best to leave while there is still applause
Not wait for the ebbing of my course.

Humans are fickle, changing at will
Only the spirit is always still.
So free from this life I seek to be
To loved ones I say, “Weep not for me”.

Before me, the path like an endless chain
Stretches into the infinite unknown.
O Lord, be the path filled with joy or pain,
Roses or thorns, I dare not walk alone.

O Lord, at times when I am seized with fear
I need Someone whose guidance I can seek.
O Lord, I need to know that Thou art near,
So very near that with Thee I can speak.

Be Thou, my Lord, the Sign-Post at each crossroad;
The Compass of my vessel out at sea:
Let not the waves o’erturn my sailing-boat
Ere I reach the shore of Eternity.

My love for thee
              perhaps, is not as high as the mountain,
And may not be as deep as the sea;
But shoots forth as water from the fountain –
Bright, clear and sparkling with purity.

My love for thee
              perhaps, is not as fair as the sunshine;
Such is the perfect love of our Grace.
Mine is just a ray from Love Divine –
A longing to run with thee the race.

Two stars at night
Will not argue which is more bright;
Two men may fight
To try to prove who is more right.

Far out in the ocean,
I saw my lover waving to me;
Her hair flew in the wind;
Oh, her smile was sweet as could be!

As I stood on the shore,
The parting seemed like a dream to me;
Soon I was unable,
To distinguish my love from the sea.

Smaller and smaller grew,
The huge grand liner against the blue;
Yet was the little hand
Waving, waving its tearful adieu.

Oh, sweet little sister,
So very close and dear to my heart!
It was a sad dreamer,
Who realised that Death had shot its dart!

Oh, sweet little sister,
You dwell sadly in my memory;
You walk the earth no more,
But your voice I hear, your image see.

Change me into a snowflake,
Dancing lightly in the wind!
Change me into a snowflake,
Thro’ the misty air I’ll spin!

How exquisite and fluffy,
Soft and delicate it is!
Does no one e’er feel pity
To see it flat aft its bliss?

White and fluffy, soft and light;
I will watch you forever –
I’ll dance with you thro’ the night!
And love you as my sister.

Let me dance with you tonight,
Tho’ I’ll be dead hereafter;
Kiss me, I will take the flight,
Little snowflake forever!

I love you –
Your voice is like music to my ears –
Fresh as dew.
Your heart is full of understanding;
They are few,
Who can win in less than half a year,
Smart students specialised in grumbling.

From one source we came
To one source depart
Every burning flame
Of Nature a part.

Each in his own way
Strives towards a goal
Hoping that he’ll play
Perfectly his role.

Life is illusion
Man should stop to think
Within creation
He is just a link.

“God” is just a force
Without form or name
That’s the Great Light Source
From which all life came.

Ask me not why I love you,
Or love will lose its charm;
As a dog which wags its tail,
So does pure love disarm.
Pure love knows no limit -
Asks not why, how, or where;
No man understands it,
Tho’ it is everywhere.

Close our eyes; sleep…dream…know what is in store,
As we pass in death out of this life’s door;
Just know that all our sorrows are no more;
Lay down all burdens, ev’n the clothes we wore.

Out there, to which this life is but a dream;
In that waking, we forget all our cares;
Blissful peace and ecstasy rule supreme;
Sadness, fear and worries are past affairs.

Inhibitions gone, there’s no tomorrow…
A child just thinks of the immediate “now”;
The future is not for us to borrow;
A fresh start: Every slate is white as snow.

A child, at last, in Never-Never Land…
Joy in an ancient tireless timelessness;
Following the footsteps of the God Pan;
A child to stay – forever and ageless.

As the sun sets in the West,
Set your mind at peaceful rest;
All ill-feelings of the day,
Let the wind blow far away!

Calm your anger, be at rest;
Tho’ difficult, do your best.
Let anger set with the sun;
Forgive the wrong, for it’s done.

I wish I'd never been born,
Born to see this suffering world:
As in the power of a thorn -
Huge, invisible, and cruel!
But let's not come here and go,
As though we have never been;
And let it be left in woe
Though we have come, heard, and seen!
Let us do our very best,
That our life is not in vain;
Let's strive and go through the test,
Let this world be freed from pain!

Let not age by days be told;
When his wit grows dull and slow
Like a river at its low,
Then only is a man old.

Like a bucket of spilled *****,
Human life is certainly in confusion.
News come thro' in drips and dabs;
I relax with a chamomile infusion.
Life is stranger than fiction;
Has man e'er walked in Eden?
Just as in the depiction,
Is naught ever forbidden?
Mirrors and smoke...
Missing pieces to the jigsaw...
Truth, falsehood, crooks...
Each man is to himself the law.

All things in this world are vain!
All things that we try to gain!
Pearls and gold, cities and crown, all must
Stay behind, when we return to dust!

Have we drunk the wine of power?
Have we seen our finest hour?
Aft we have gained all this stuff,
Do we meet a cruel rebuff?

Look ye, all men, great and small;
See ye all these white brick walls?
Remain but these smooth grey stones
Beneath which are dead men’s bones…

Look ye, and fear, death takes all!
Death hath come from ‘Adam’s fall’;
In this world, we may rule all,
All but death – life’s bitter gall!

Inside houses we may be,
And think from death we are free?
Sadly…into houses death will creep
Right across the room to where we sleep!

Alas my love I’m a minute late,
But tell me, love, that thou forgive me;
Alas, show me not that cruel is fate,
Say that thou forgive – that I may live.
Forgive me, sweetheart, Rose of the morn,
Why refuseth thou to look at me?
Why doth thou turn from me with such scorn?
Yea, put away that look and kiss me.

I don’t want to be famous, I don’t want to be rich
But I have to write because I have the writer’s itch!
Compelled to write by a heart, mind and soul on fire;
Not doing it is like standing on a live wire!

Alas my love, I find thee cold
Despite that, thou attract me so.
How often my thoughts dwell on thee!
Tho’ thou would have the contrary.

‘Tis not thy eyes that attract me
For they’re as cold as ice can be
The more they darken, on me frown
For thy love I’ll exchange my crown.

I am no Empress with a crown:
I rule no Kingdom nor a town;
But am Empress of O my heart;
If thou love me, Emperor thou art.

Come then, my love, and make me thine;
I’ll set before thee food and wine
I’ll be thy lady virtuous true
At the church let us say “I do”.

A helpful hand and a smiling face’s
Far more loving than beauty and grace.
Kind words will sweep away a person’s anger,
Hard words will surely cause more danger.

A smiling face is like the moon;
An angry face’s hotter than noon.
Let not beauty, let not grace,
But only love be on your face!

"Softly, softly" sang the breeze
Sweeping across hills and trees,
"Sweetest kiss given to Man
Is in the sight of his friend."
"Softly, softly" sang the breeze,
"Utter no noise nor a sneeze,
Lest you disturb lovers sweet,
Who on this cool evening meet.

Sweetest things given to Man,
Never last unto the end;
So all lovers sweet and true,
Why not meet under this blue?
Whispers will be my singing
To brighten all life in Spring
All clouds shall I blow away,
To mark this lovely Spring day."

No one was like you
When I saw your face;
No one was like you
Oh, how my heart raced.

You never knew
When I looked into your face;
My love grew for you
As I took every pace.

Now I think of you
My heart aches with pain;
When I try to forget you
Nothing do I gain.

I cannot forget you
Every night I weep;
I always think about you
Before I fall asleep.

I have never loved
Anyone so much;
Do you deserve
The place in my heart?

Each time I see you
I fear you are deceived;
Tho’ I appear happy
My heart is filled with grief!

Each word I have written
Is not only for rhyme;
It is truth and imagination-
Is that such a crime?

Her tongue was silent, and her lips were still;
She lay on a flowery bed, pale and chill.
Her eyes were closed, by her was a rose;
A girl of whom I could no more boast.
The snow was pelting, in the still of night;
The wind was roaring, whilst her soul took flight.
The thunder rumbling, the lightning sparkling –
Revealing her face placid, unwailing.
I could not leave her, and the night dragged on;
I heard my soul sighing – my love was gone.

Why should the sun ever set,
Our youthful numbers count each day;
Tell us things we fain forget –
On the path we’ve run throw a ray,
Revealing tasks we have done
Which measure not to our lost time
Wasted in fools’ blissful fun
When wit and strength are in their prime?

Like smoke it comes towards me a-sailing,
Moving slowly through the cold, silent air;
It covers me - I cannot see a thing;
I stretch forth my hand - but feel nothing there.

Many new toys have I…
The universe is my playpen.
Ideas fall from the sky…
I ask not how or who, but when.

Be soft in words;
Be gentle in deeds;
Be glad like birds;
God'll supply your needs.

Let hatred go
As soon as it comes:
Forgive your foe
As do say the psalms.

Look for wisdom:
Learn to love nature;
It is freedom:
Freedom in picture.

I kiss your eyes so you may sleep
Little baby, dream of my kiss
When into slumber you sink deep
And dream of happy morning bliss.
Love is on your innocent face;
You smile as the darkness creeps by.
In this world you are god-sent grace...
Your face shines as heav'n you espy.
I wish I can see what you see...
Beyond this world - sunk deep in sin.
Your young soul is happy and free
And you are deaf to this world's din.
Little baby, dream of my kiss
When you're grown up, remember this.

Your shadow is behind you
When the sun’s before:
So darkness was behind you
Once a smile you wore!

Old Mr. Goon,
Heard the ringing phone;
He called for his wife,
Inside a bee-hive,
For fear of the moon.

Auntie Susan,
Likes some fun;
She takes me
Out to sea
On a bun.

John puts a fish
Into a dish
But it jumps about
And keeps calling out:
“Oh…! I am finished!”

On a day when the weather is fine
I seem to be walking on cloud nine.
Everything is brighter than before
My feet seem hardly to touch the floor.

My heart floats like a song in the air
With nature I’m having an affair
I feel sunlight dancing on my skin,
Intoxicating like lime and gin.

So many stars are before my eyes
My heart floats like a dove in the skies
The world is such a beautiful place
I shall not want to leave it in haste

It fills me with such gladness of heart
My soul enraptured by divine art
Nature clothed in such colourful hue
Bright and shining and forever new

An old world that young forever stays
Sharing with all its life giving rays
Beauty in man may be just skin-deep
Nature its youth will forever keep.

"Just one tick to the grave",
Says the heart to the head.
"You must be very brave
As you lay on your bed.
Wait for the end to come
When you have had enough.
Feel not any alarm -
Laugh out loud, call its bluff.
The night will soon be gone -
The sun again will rise.
When the heart feels reborn,
The earth is paradise".

Angel of my dreams,
We will meet again,
Where flows the clear stream,
And where falls the rain.
I looked down from my window,
In amazement I held my breath;
There I saw walking below,
Was you in your attire best.

I saw you last night,
Walking as in a dream,
In the bright moonlight,
Beautiful to the brim.
Your dress I could recognise
Even amongst a thousand.
My life would I sacrifice,
For your love in return.

What a blessing - to see you,
Your graceful figure,
Glistening like morning dew,
Blends in with nature.
I can recognise you,
Amongst a thousand,
No one is like you,
None has your fragrance!

If you are a shooting star
On which you wish from afar,
You'll grant all your wishes true;
Every thought returns to you.
Remember that soon or late,
You are Master of your fate...
Like a "matching game" you play,
Each "move" goes part of the way
To "Victory", or"Try again"...
Life is fraught with joy and pain!
Nought done is ever in vain...
Tho' you creak under the strain!
Nought is ever forgotten...
All regrets are forgiven.

Look into my eyes and you will see
You and me and all eternity.
Everything dims into nothingness,
Just you and me in the Universe.

Whispering softly in your ear
Many things that only you can hear…
Paths leading everywhere far and wide;
Will you hold my hand and be my guide?

Whatever lies beyond matters not
When eternity is all we’ve got.
Past and future, all rolled into one.
Always present. Around us is none.

In times of yore to this modern day
Men of all ages have in their way
Sought to do right, but excelled in wrong
My youthful friends, give ear to my song.

Saint William Blake, Muses’ poet-child,
Shelley Bysshe, Muses’ poet-wild -
Keats and others many more like them
Left for heaven when by earth condemn’d.
They in lifetime were out-casts part time;
Their works, since their deaths, were thought sublime.
Had but Shelley’s muse foreseen that morn,
He would have laughed and held earth in scorn!
Did earth find itself a pure lily,
Scornful of them in their poverty,
To see their faults and not their merits?
Faults they had but from earth inherit’d!

All meet on earth, good men and evil –
Here doth meet two, Christ and the Devil!
Here are many men true and divine
But more wicked men, with them combined
To fill this earth, on this earth aspread!
Here doth meet the evil and god-head!
Heaven and hell thus on earth doth mix –
Until God doth put a deep betwixt.

For a few weeks there is now a lock-down:
In my dreams I am wand'rin 'round the town,
Visiting places I've not seen before,
Now that I am behind a bolted-door.
To every beauty spot my mind will float,
Oft-times in my imaginary boat.
Where'er I go is colourful and bright -
My mind's eye has given me supersight.

When I get a buzz in my bonnet
I am glad it is not a hornet
But an inspiration so intense
That I have to write it down, condensed.

I am a little superpower:
Small but strong,
Tough like Kong;
I double triple by the hour.
Breathe me in, while I float about...
Seriously, I can wipe you out!

You can buy me silver, you can buy me gold,
You can buy all the treasure the world can hold.
All that you can give, your generosity may overflow
There is naught you can swap for my freedom - the answer is "no".
You can't have my sunshine, you can't have my rainbow,
You can't have my raindrops, the answer is still "no".
The world is my freedom, if I tread on no one's toes.
You who deprive me of freedom are my mortal foes.
You can't lock me up if I have done no wrong;
Injustice always reeks of a yucky pong.
The world is open to all who belong;
Not letting my freedom go for a song.
The sun is shining...I dance in the rain -
Freedom like glitter tingling thro' my vein.

The source from whence we came
The whole, the blind and lame
(No need to cast the blame!)
The source is but the same
The source without a Name!

Together we are whole:
Some are young, some are old,
Some are hot, some are cold,
Some are fast, some are slow,
Some cowardly, some bold.

Of nature we are part -
Of one Mind, of one Heart!
It can't stop...It didn't start...
What didn't come, can't depart!
Life is both science and art.