"gayle" poems
Cricket is the only game which lures me so much;
And then engrosses me so much.
That craze would never drive out of me…
My inspiration was ‘Yuvraj Singh’,
Only then I arose to identify that King.
Once Yuvi’s record of six sixes in six *****
The firmament was incredible for certain minutes:
That was the first time I witnessed cricket,
And India’s triumph provided me a mind-blowing buzz to watch cricket,
Nevertheless continuing with ***** and wickets.
I would turn crazy when Indian cricketers approach the ground,
And that would certainly not halt lest they are made proud.
This T20 shadowed by IPL,
Made me to by stand that awe-inspiring sport.
Chennai Super Kings-my favorite,
Followed by Royal Challenges Bangalore …
And lots more hilarious teams and cricketers.
When Chris Gayle approaches…
Tsunami warning must be lifted and “Gayle” (gale) warning must be given!
That’s how cricket relocates…
Most matches concluding in the closing over
And some others in the finishing ball…
The most exhilarating sport
Read more →and the format-
IPL is all fun for me…
With cheer leaders and the draped studio;
With cameras and videos
And at last the much awaited IPL trophy-
Cricket is all that it needs!!!
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 12:43 AM UTC
The Talk
BY GAYLE DANLEY
Pretty soon we’ll have the talk.
She’ll ask me where babies come from
And I will lie to her: . . .
To the Man Who Shouted “I Like Pork Fried Rice” at Me on the Street
BY FRANNY CHOI
you want to eat me
out. right. what does it taste like
you want to eat me right out . . .
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
it refuses to leave
a lashing soaring tide
the frozen etch of past
on ripples of my mind
the shattered reverie
forged into scripted moves
fading out as weeks
yet vivid i assume
which mirrors as a rift
between the sea of love
sandwiched reluctantly
with turgid smiles of
a pair of sunken hearts
dissected by the world
be lost unto our fate
as oceans conceal pearls
across the breadth of life
by breed of hailing wise
who pompously reject
shackle our maiden flight
constrain the gayle till dawn
repress the blooms of time
yet shadowed by romance
still dream along shall i
behope a spring of sun
which fills this yawning void
behold the scents of spring
beneath your cursive smile
to wait upon a day
yearning for misty greens
dressed up in coils of love
until eternity
to ooze a sight of heaven
to bleed a laugh again
even as stale horizons
fervently await
a day which breathes upon
brilliance of tranquil nights
surround a whirl of stars
and kiss our florid sky
as bristling autumns flow
from her dreamy eyes
my maestro shall compose
the adagio of life
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 1:41 PM UTC
And I woke up from a whimsical slumber
just as when my cloudless eyes
have seen the first leaf of Spring
So delicate it was...
Like a tulip starting to bloom;
A promise made to someone special;
A spell hidden in a magic trick
And a mended heart after the torment...
Flashbacks started to be unveiled
laughter...
happiness...
endless fights...
tears...
late night thoughts...
countless dramas...
then love fades...
Oh! The sprinkles of the past
Where emptiness creeps
Where walls of regrets visit
But the morning light explodes still
Everything is delicate indeed
Like the leaf that soon will break off in time
Secrets hidden in a jar of fear
Wound that heals after a decade
And pain that remains for quite sometime
Gayle Foreman's right
Anything can happen in just one day...
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 10:35 AM UTC
10
There were ten adorable dogs at the dog cafe,
the one you took me to on my official last day.
From there we planned on our would have been first adoption.
Little did I know I would only mean to you an option.
9
The size of the pair of ballet flats you bought me,
As I needed a good set to walk to work (and you) daily.
You also made sure that they fit nice on my feet,
and yet here we are now, at circumstances' defeat.
8
Were the short weeks from our beginning to our end,
I was hopeful, as you said there was nothing that could bend
Our dedication but it turns out it was just on my side
As my photos and faces were deleted as you decide.
7
Here was the floor that had started it all.
The elevation from which I had jumped and fall.
From where you also found the next best thing,
and, love, now you'll never know the greatest I could bring.
6
Were the places and locations that meant most,
from my joy at conventions to our intimacy hosts,
I may never walk through them the same way again
But you'll never be there again with an absolute ten.
5
I had five trips without you, but you were carried in my heart
though, admittedly, it wasn't the plan from the start.
But from here on out, my path is surely without you
Yet at times I would wonder if you'd think of me too.
4
Names of good people, who you and I let down
at the beginning and the end, thought of us with a frown.
Finn, Casey, Gayle, Blake... They hoped only the best.
They once rooted for us, darling, but now only detest.
3
Three words that were never simply said as is,
but shared in a language I shared to you with bliss.
Despite this, I'll know I'll probably care forever.
Though many still tell me I should have loved you never.
2
I know now that you breathe with both lungs for another,
and hold tight, with your two arms, some other lover.
I'm certain that with your two eyes you would see,
You've got two hearts as well, yours and the one from me.
1
There was only one us, one you, and only one I.
Looking back at our history, I could happily sigh.
I have only one life, one I'd prefer not to waste.
Now after you, I think I've got much better taste.
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 12:23 AM UTC
*Her name was Gayle
She blew in and out
Of my life like a forcible wind
Knocking down trees
And me in between
I still remember back then
Like it was yesterday
The storm never fades
In the mind of the strongest of men
There is no doubt
As my minds river floods out
We'll never pick up who we were again*
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
I am trying to find, something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world, that goes around and around,
I'm trying to see what's keeping me alive,
I want to know why, I'm trying to survive
I'm seeking for answers, I'm trying to change
To be someone better, someone without rage,
I want to forget, I want to forgive,
All I ever wanted, was freedom to live...
I've been basing my life upon what other people think,
But now I wish I could go back, and do things differently,
I have fought to become, who I am now, and who I want to be,
Now I just have to remind myself, that one day I'll be free
Free from the rules I used to follow as a child,
Where everything was a game and life was so mild,
Sometimes it feels like no one would ever care,
Because times have changed and nothing is fair.
It'd like no one pays attention to what this world has become,
How change is possible if only we joined hands,
I've been dreaming of a better place for me and for you,
Now it's up to all of us to show the world what we can do...
-Gayle
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 4:34 AM UTC
My sweet little Gayle
It's as if your eyes were made
Just to melt my heart
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
She blew in
A Gayle force wind
Far more of a lover
Than ever a friend
Young storms never quiet
With thoughts that we might
Ride it all out together
In 75'
But as weather would have it
Winds blow this way and that
So that what really mattered
Changed up in its pattern
With the pouring of time
Flooding forgotten streets
Like cars, years passed us by
Splashing tears at our feet
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 8:48 AM UTC