You left me because I’m sick
You love her because she’s pretty
I’ve found me after you’ve parted
Now I know what’s my worth
You left me so I can start a new chapter
You love her so she can carry your baby
I have to keep going to become stronger
I was born to this; to tell a story of me
She left you because you’re clingy
She loves you because of your gold
I’m glad I have nothing to do with this
Now God has a better plan for me to strive
I’ve kept my head held up high
My world is different from others
But you are not accepted in this
For you don’t know what you’re worth
I’ve drank morphine like a glass of wine
I’ve drove to the barricade of the deepest slope
I’ve cracked my nerve to compose the best work
‘Til the day I fall, I’ll resurrect with dignity
Not a celebration
Twelve years a history – unforgotten
I don’t know much about this
I wasn’t there
But I feel the pain they felt
The last second
before their last breath
What were in their head?
The escaped without a route
Perished souls buried in debris
No play of reincarnation
Virgil prayers for peaceful rest
Memories engraving tombs
Candle continues burning
in the month of eleventh
Mediums whispering to the dead
with the death of uncountable
Photographs gripping tightly
Sons and daughters
Fathers and mothers
Husbands and wives – victims listed
Still celebrating black
Christmas, Valentine’s, Birthdays, Hanukkah
Eyes blinded by tears
Amongst the affected families
Their portrait tattooed in heart
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Thanks for all your concern. I’m supposed to be on a break. In conjunction with this day that we shouldn’t forget. I’ve written a tribute poem to mark for this day. A day that none of us will forget.
Caressing you into my dream
You came alive by the stream
Dressed like Lincoln by the Clockwork Steam
Your arms around me like tentacles cream
Kissing me, sweet and yet, dimmed –
Can’t wait for midnight; you and I
Pouring all my sadness tonight
Sharing happiness within our sight
On the bed; our home you’re the kind
How I wish you are my Mister Right?
They came to town for a reason,
To see the girl in glass coffin this season,
She’s not in comatose – her mission,
for him to take her away – his compassion,
They’ll elope; away without ransom.
‘Have we met before? Pardon me;
I just had a fever that wiped most of my memory.’
“Can we be together? Excuse me;
I had a blood clot that may constitute amnesia anytime.”
Let’s start this feverish romance before we forget each other
by imprint it in our heart instead.
I suffer from depression,
They disbelieve and laugh,
They suffered comprehensive malfunction.
So you’ve got the passion!
Insomnia because of writing!
You need the patience!
Longer it brews, more aromatic it goes!
When perseverance plays the part!
Kicking and walking with basket of denial!
Pray to God to unclog the passage!
Time’s running out; waits for no one!
Essential part of a writing process!
Like making love to flower a relationship!
Blame, hate, torture and discriminate!
Press the calm button to face reality!
Individuality that counts!
I spell impeccably during Great Depression!
Bestsellers produce two-three books yearly!
May or may not be the GAP’s slave!
If bestsellers engage ghost writers!
The latter will suffer no wording’s block!
They’re the unseen under the ray of literary world!
Blessed for I am mortal in the realm of immortality!
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Please stay tune for more poems! It’s weekend and I’m setting the bar higher! Love you all!