Mothers day

Ciao,  mother
Thou gave me a hope to live on
A woman like no other
How could I forgot those days
When you'd nag at me
For my mischievousness
Without missing the glint of emotion
In your emerald like eyes

Like a mother hen,
Covering her chicks with warmth
I laid under the shield of your embrace
Against the hovering stance of the eagle
Escaping its claw,  
Oh,  am safe from all danger
So growing old,
Under the peering watch of yours

Irises of your caring light
Having trust in your might
Never go to bed hungry at night
I pray,  not a problem to your sight
Mother,  you deter me from entering into a fight
So wait,  enjoy the sheer reward of my birth
Nurturing me,  though time is tight

In  folded sleeve,  or your breast pocket
You store me,  locked in a locket
Besides your heart, or your eye socket
Oh,  lucky me,  having you as a parent
Mother, live on happy
So happy
Happy mothers day

Penned by Gemini Kvng
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Haunted Sonnet
A Blank verse (10 syllables in 14 line)
⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕⭕

Seen A tortoise that run on its shell pad
Or a tomato with a black,  green stripe,
A snake that walk with legs,  impossible?
That is how me,  loving you again is

You failed to see that which I see,  always
Looking for fault not mine,  faulted by me
Mischief dance in hollow pit of your eye
Full of cheat, with me to suffer the grief

Like a clock hand,  you roll anti clockwise
Thanks to me looking,  my head felt dizzy
My dim eyes roll to the back of my skull
Left with punctured heart, and a pen in hand

Take your love back,  your ring are so rusty
Drop in lava,  then burn to broken bone

©Pen Of A True Gemini™

Sauntering, though feet aches
Mindful of the covered paces
Striding with grace, loathing savages

Men of yore, so deep they foster  
Their retina, like a whirlpool of Emotion
Hero of the past,  in the subconscious of all

His covert,  deep in secured phase
Impatient to get overt
The world  thought he is not palpable

Crouching like a hunting tiger
With sight, so open for furtherance
Ready to jump, prone to goals

Hovering like an Eagle
With mind open to ideas
That is me,  a true Gemini ♊♊

Theme : INSPIRATION

I was a never a wordsmith  
What am I?
A lover,  sought to be loved
As each moon slide over the sun
Heart seems darkened
Am I incapable of love?

Series of unreciprocated Affections
with overwhelming mental anguish
Pain over pains
Hidden beneath the surface
Disappointed,  oh no!

Touch of emotions
Brings out the better version of me
A pen roller,  inking down my heart
Extolling the closest

I never wanted to be a poet
But the art erases grief
In the end,  am drawn to the world of poetry

Am proud,  never quitting
Are you???

Penned by Gemini Kvng
08105014679

A duet
Theme: Poverty

Mujheeda
Hunger visited our home
Refusing to depart,
Bold death rushed in
Making no man compromise..

Fuhad
Indigence, harbinger of shame
You thrown us into famish,  making our stomach coil in pain
With torn mat, rolled over the slickly Room we call ours
And make our roof not hammered with nail,  but tied over our head with dried rope
Children,  cried with no hope of satiation

Mujheedah

Pauperism we are!
Hopeless and discouraged by the heat of PROVERTY!
We yelled that our throat can't take the ease!

Fuhad

voice sounded bleary, lips quiver
dried from unnecessary fasting
arrows of poverty fired deep into the skin
plagued the household,
and keeps us on our heels

Mujheedah

Struggle with hurdle of pains!
Will all not vain?
Will the proudly future won't be OUTDATED?
The future of new generation is at edge!

Fuhad

three square meals?
abomination in our home
craving to get our thirst quenched
and the bowel full to the core
We'd suffer the rest of the days,  subjected to hunger

Mujheedah

Let the tears rushed down to the ground!
Forming the sign of ENDURANCE!
Escorted with PERSEVERANCE!
Arson the home of FEAR!

Fuhad

Poor Man,  devoid of ego
A beggar,  not a chooser
Eating only grasses and insects
With clothes,  faded and shoes worn out
Springs of the bed Rusted, poverty

Mujheedah

Stand Against POVERTY!
Chase the AGONY !
Moving ahead with COURAGE!
The END will be candy

Penned by: Mujheedah and Fuhad (Gemini)

When I was a child 👶 👶 👶

When I was, but a child
I'd play outdoor in the wild
Watching the stars run,  while,
Matching on the grassy soil slide
And got beaten up,  for messing the tile

When I'd pull grandpa's cheeks
Playing hide and seeks,
Hanging over the door hinges
Or went out bullying kids
Then,  I would be grounded for weeks

When mom would beg me to stay,
And eat my breakfast,  just for the day
But my young self is bound to play
Broke a bone,  what a way,
To keep a child like me at bay

When father forces me to eat calory
Igniting the fire of sweetened memory
Leaving my pen with non ending story
Overflowing tranquility,
And peace reign in our colony

Aged from old age
No longer stuck in that same page,
Or tied to the family's cage
slayers that uses mace
Experience turns him to sage

Pen of a true Gemini
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