A tribute to a Miracle


We both know I’m bad at expression,
So let me put it this way,
I’m lucky to have a mother like you,
So I gift you a poem on Mothers’ Day


What started off as a nine month ordeal,
Is now, shockingly, already midway,
Though to you it may seem like a lifetime,
To me it feels like yesterday


Sometimes I may scream and rant,
I may annoy you and make you cry,
But know that you mean more to me
Than all the stars in the sky


Sometimes I may curse or insult you,
Actually I do it almost every day,
But know that you’re perfect the way you are,
I wouldn’t want it any other way


Sometimes I may make you wish,
Like you didn’t have me at all,
But know that I’m so thankful,
You’re the reason I’m standing tall.


These are the things that make you, you,
And upsetting you is what makes me, me
But as these emotions become memories,
I know Guilt and regret are all I will see


I mean every word I write,
It’s not just for the sake of rhyme,
It’s the only way I can let you know,
How I feel about you all the time


So, take a breather, sit down and smile,
Because saying this out loud is impossible for me,
So, through words I’ll portray my heart’s emotion,
The words that will finally set me free


Every tear, every sigh and every word of anger,
In my mind shall forever stay,
Not as bitter memories or negative feelings,
But as emotions of love our hearts portray


I know about all the sacrifices you’ve made,
The things you’ve given up for us two,
Just remember I’ll never love anyone
As much as I’ll always love you



My most favourite memory,

Is that of your beautiful face,

But now that the days have passed,

My life has lost its grace

I remember our shy smiles,

Our reluctance at the beginning,

But that was so long ago,

Now life has lost its meaning

You used to tell me that,

I made your sorrows heal,

But the magic has vanished,

My life has lost its zeal

You made my heart flutter,

And only you had the ability,

But now it’s all over,

My life has lost its reality

I remember your pleasant laughter,

As we sat under the trees,

That seems like years ago,

My life has lost its peace

Ever since you jumped,

Ever since that fatal fall,

I have been consumed by guilt,

My life has lost it all

The Ten Year Old

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At the awful sound of the crash,
My feet bounce off the bed,
I hurry down the stairs,
In fear that my mom is dead

But she lies crouched in a corner,
Our ancestral vase shattered on the floor,
My father pulls out his belt,
As he firmly bolts the main door.

As I tip-toe into the living room,
My heart pounding in my chest,
I see my mother, now being kicked,
By the father I utterly detest

I reach out for the phone,
Tell the cops my mother may be dead,
By the time I’m done with the call,
Uncountable tears have been shed

My mother’s face is red,
My father’s face, vile,
At the sound of the sirens,
On my face, a wide smile

The cops barge into the house,
See my mother on the floor in pain,
I quietly get back into my room,
And pretend to be asleep again.

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Soft, gold, velvet strands,
Sunglasses concealing blood,
Heart’s bruises hidden.

Shaky hands reach for
Metal; hardened heart, sure,
Abuse enough taken.

Door creaks wide open,
Loud crash, freedom restored.
Wide smile, happy tears.

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Life Lessons


Remember how you told me,

That life is just a game,

People are very insensitive,

Always trying to push the blame

Recall how you taught me,

That love was like a rose,

Beautiful, yet having thorns,

Keeping you on your toes

Don’t forget how you said.

A mother loves you the best,

Just asking you to be yourself,

And taking care of the rest

See how you showed me,

That humanity conquers all,

A bunch of lies will ruin your life,

But the truth won’t let you fall

Now I am completely lost,

Despite all you have taught me,

Because there’s something you forgot,

Something, I now shudder to see

So I stand at your grave,

Staring blankly into the sky,

You didn’t tell me that it was,

So hard to say goodbye

One Last Touch


It’s All So Scary,
How I love You So Much
I Try To come Closer,
I Long For your Touch

I Hold out my hand
But You Back Away
I Always Feel Unwanted,
But Mostly, Today

You Look Longingly
At My Hand Still Out
But You Chew Your Lip
I know You’re In Doubt

We Both Know You Love Me
We Know I do too
Though It’s Over Now
For Me it’ll Always Be You

We Are So Close, So Near,
Yet So Far Apart
My Hand Is Still Empty
And You’re Breaking My Heart

I Lose All Hope
And My Arm Begins To Drop
I Only Wanted One Touch
To Help The Tears Stop

Just As I Close My Eyes
Ready To Travel The Path I Chose
You Pull Me Back Gently
And Tightly, Hold Me Close

I am In Your Embrace Now
And Nothing Matters Anymore
Even As You Say You Love Me
And Walk Out The Door

An Unveiled Threat

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The brook flows endlessly, bubbling with foam, following the cheerful chirping of bluebirds high above.
Showers of rain create tiny streams among the sharp blades of grass, eagerly running to join the brook, adding to its pleasant song, drop by drop.
The luscious leaves of the towering trees dance to the merry melody, their branches swinging in delight.

approaching closer
trespassing footsteps
unwelcome, unwanted

Nature’s tune stalls, a second unsure, at the uninvited guests stepping on their souls.
After a moment’s pause, it starts again, this time, hauntingly melancholic.
The birds screech, flapping around as the trees start to sway, inviting storm and thunder.
Taking part, the brook calls out to the wind as they together, ferociously protest the entrance of the two legged creatures.

their threatening presence,
stripping Nature
endangered existence

A Woman’s World


She clutches her bag tightly,
her eyes never leaving the floor;
a tired sigh as the leaves crackle,
under feet, achingly sore

Returning from a stressful job,
she realizes she’s in no hurry,
After all, what she does at home,
is feed her constant worry

A devoted wife to a drunkard,
His abuses, she must bear,
For the sake of her little ones,
to leave him, she doesn’t dare

Her fingers on the doorbell,
she braces herself for what’s in store,
Dirty dishes in the sink,
and clothes scattered on the floor

Sighing, she picks up her wailing son,
and kisses her daughter’s bandaged knee,
she knows as long as she is a woman,
she’ll never be completely free.

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At the melody of wedding bells,
I feel my heart beat fast
Doubts poison my mind,
No guarantee this will last

A nervous glance into the mirror,
One last check before I hurry,
A peek at the crowd below,
Does nothing to ease my worry

The bouquet doesn’t help my shaky hands,
As I make my way down the aisle
I see you handsomely dressed in black,
And I can’t help but smile

You pull me close and whisper,
That you can’t wait for our lives to start,
Your love captures my soul,
And sets fire to my heart

In the future, when we’re too old to walk,
And our grandson is beginning to crawl,
I shall turn to you, smile and say,
We proved true love exists, after all

A Troubled Mind


A few unanswered calls, a broken pane,
The windows shuddering from the battering rain,
No encouragement from the mentally sane,
As she just withers away in pain

Trees gossip, words familiar, though unclear,
Words of caution, because insanity is near,
They don’t care that she can hear.
No value for her silently shed tear.

Crouched in pain, darkness above,
Heart scorched from deprivation of love,
there’s no future, only here and now,
Life hurts, it’s one mighty shove.

Doctors come, and in vain, doctors go,
the doorbell is tired, but she’s sticking to no.
They don’t understand, it’s beginning to grow,
louder than ever, interrupting her show.

He’s right here, sitting next to me,
I know, I’ve heard it before, you can’t see,
If I hold his hand, he’ll set me free,
By sending me high above, to recreate destiny