"lhs" poems
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Two years ago in time
Seventeen of age, twenty seven of mind
On this blue planet sewn with heart breaks,
Blood pouring like it’s red wine
Took birth a love story
Another one of cupid’s crimes.
Ten days to meet
Twenty to plant the seed
Forty, and they had their first fight
This is not a story of love at first sight.
Oh Romeo, do you remember
The day when you pulled her closer
To comfort your lonely heart
Signed an agreement with the devil that night
Which would tear your life apart
And now here we stand, reading your memorial.
Contemplating everything that went bleak.
You knew the outcome of this journey
Even before your feelings learned to speak.
It’s a dangerous equation,
When LHS does not equal RHS
The mathematics of life starts to collapse
Like an imbalanced swing abandoned by the kids
All you need is to be cared
To be a priority in someone’s life
I understand, little brother
But you cannot demand love as you like
Oh Romeo, I do empathize
You suffered from PTSD, I do realize
From when depression molested your feelings
And left you naked on the streets, bleeding
But you were the captain of your sail
You drove the Titanic to the bottom
With the ocean so deep,
It made her love for you rotten.
Her emotions were like
the wings of a butterfly.
They would flutter restlessly
from dawn to dusk.
Our conversations felt like
a trip to some remote hill station.
The view was pretty,
with a few crests
and countless troughs,
but I fell sick of the constant motion.
Oh Romeo, she did love you
After all, you felt like returning home
But love fades over time,
just like the memory of this poem.
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-KD
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
A balanced act
An equation
where
LHS = RHS
That's all
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 1:10 AM UTC
A shield, seemingly impenetrable
of mind games, of
false safety.
Struck once, and fallen.
For this, all these years?
Make a wall to break it?
Except LHS is not equal to RHS here;
Cos the wall has broken what was growing on it.
'Push yourself up' - they say.
On what?
What was built upon a fallacy is now in crumbles.
'That was real' - you cry:
Who hears?
Left with a mess.
'Left with a test;
For your strengths'
Or for your courage?
Will that collapse too?
If it is false.
Who's the judge? - you demand.
Who knows?
The doubt lies. The judge stays veiled. Your courage is burning.
But wait! is that a phoenix coming through?
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 7:57 AM UTC
Jan 20, 2009
Today I am starting a journal for Tony and his grandfather (me). We replaced a right head lamp in the LHS this afternoon. Tony held the socket wrench after I removed the assembly and replaced the bulb. He found a bolt on the left side on which the wrench fit. When the assembly was in place, Tony got to run the wrench and tighten the bolts. He came in and said, “I fixed your head light Nennie.” Nennie is his aunt and since she drives the car a lot, the car must be her’s. He was so proud he could help. He listened well and followed instruction very well. He got in the drivers seat and turned on the lights. Shifted from lower to upper beam… many times. It worked! Did it take longer to get the job done? Yes but the rewards will last for a very long time.
It looks like I have not done very well in keeping up this “journal”.
July 2009.
I was tired this day and my grandson (4) talked me into sitting on the swing while he played in his dirt pile. Dirt is like gold to him. After a while he said, “Grandpa. Can we go to the park today?” I told him I would think about it. A few minutes later he asked, “Have you thought about it Grandpa?” I answered, “Not yet.” His reply was, “Let me do the thinking for you Grandpa.” At this time he put his hand on his face, got a little concerned look and muttered “think,,, think.” Then he said, “I have thought about it Grandpa and we are going to the park.” I got up from the swing and went in and told his Grandma what he said. Then we went to the park.
Some time earlier in the year we went to Arctic Circle, one of our usual places to eat and play. There were a couple of ladies sitting at the table next to us and Tony recognized one of them from the play group. After a time I noticed one little girl had stripped off her top clothing. I was talking to the mother next to me when I saw this. I said to her, “Tony is going to go home and tell his Grandmother that I took him to a ******* restaurant.”
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 9:51 PM UTC