Life Poetry

Blank wall

eyes closed

vacuum within soul

no dreams or nightmares

nothing..just blindness

like the mind…has no thoughts

no wishes to dare

not lost nor found

not in air..or on ground

no rustle

no message no hassles

death does scares



Why do we lie?

Sometimes we lie , then it turns out..every time we lie. Is it contagious ? Do I want to try? The lies are my enemies..yet they smile so sweet. I find it hard to resist..I know it is wrong ..and a sin.

I get into situations, where I can not say a “no” , then when I make excuses, the lie comes in to help me choose..what will not be but I will confirm it will..and shift that problem..hoping it to diminish to a nil. That never happens ,it gets doubled and tripled in miseries …and those who valued me earlier as a friend…now look to severe ties in end.

Lies are my enemies…honesty is better..must learn to say a simple “no” and not loose my friends forever.


Kite fly high

Kite is life..and string is will
you let it fly..and let it bring
hopes and fears
troubles and tears
till it rips out…and fall here


Rains are gift from sky above

Winds carry clouds
floating at ease
where will it stop ?
No one can see.
Sprinkles water to dead earth indeed
life sprouts tiny and weak
Life will go long as it is suppose to be
we can not destroy nor give a remedy
winds are not weeping…
just bearing the clouds to seep
water so life will again emerge from deep


Stages in life…from start

We the players, we act out our scripts. We remain young at heart..for our mind is fresh..but those who are suppressed they get aged much ten..they sound like 20…hearts when it stops to sing…soul gets wings clipped…for no rot and fume…indeed you are doomed..But , those wrinkles that make you labelled as old…are not to be filled with Botox..i am told..when you get old..let your heart shine more brighter…let the soul over come your physical feeble muscles and loose skin…maybe your feet doesn’t tap as fast as before still you can find your way around…with love, respect and honor.


wait or go

That closed door with a heavy padlock so secured , so dead. Will your steps follow the treads or will my stare on this flight..remain idle. Will I hear your laughter..and watch you roll your eyes..teasing me..with tongue stuck out..and a was just yesterday..we walked hand in hand..up and down..this seemed so are not here for me…waving your hands in were always a bit crazy….I liked your unexpected hugs..and kisses on my cheeks…yet..I never thought you would leave me..without a word..but you are gone..I buried you deep…with tears and wails…in a coffin with nails..why do I still stand here and gaze away..with tears that brim..and fall so free..please come back to me…


SMile for me :)

Smile…with eyes
and lips wouldn’t mind
if you showed your teeth
a nod ..that we need to meet
smile..for its a gift
you send to me..
or just smile..cause you are pretty


when and where?

Those that lives..must die. Now and or there..but they must taste death..sweet or sour. Some people want to live for a reason ..others are finding a reason to live…but those who got both..are they living ? or breathing..but then life is not the is a motion..that death  put it on hold..till we get resurrected for the Day of Judgement….who lives for that day ? Who wants to find a good report card , when we can not blame anyone..but ourselves..we can not hide..nor fun…just waiting for a very long be judged..and told..where to now? Heaven or Hell ?If score  gets equal…we wait again..watching heaven with hope and fearing there are no ropes within to climb out from this fire..that burns skin..mauls the body..hurt the soul…cry as loud as you want…no one can hold it down…the day has come…when will you be called…and where will you go ?

Did you bring any goodness before you died ?Any good can present? what? none….then you are doomed…and it is worst than death…it is a life forever..where you will die endlessly and suffer… were clever while you lived on earth..and did good deeds….YOU WILL BE NEEDING THAT !


Magic ?…no

The little fox..trot trot trot

beside this man…early as planned

he walked away…and fox joined and stayed

Magical ? what? the fox?

na..the acceptance perhaps

that closeness in steps

they took and stayed

together ..till late

when the fox..left him near the gate

since then..he waits..he waits for the fox

like a surprise gift a box.


Hearts don’t bleed

It was not love?
No..are you sure?
Hearts don’t bleed
or skip a beat
for anyone ..but the one
the one for you….

she was your love
not more…nor less.
that is my guess:)