Climb

Climb

 

my life is a climb, the journey
to reach the top wasn’t obviously easy
i trekked some hard trail
and arduous path
there were challenging course
and bumpy roads
at some point i swore
by my right hand
moving forward
is unforseen

 
but i made it to top actually,
with lips sealed, i said a little prayer
of thank you to God Almighty

 
the view from the top
is breathtaking
you see every one below
as little tiny creatures,
like a tiny piece of fish swimming,
or a small bird chirping
they look nice and adorable

 
and it dawned to me
will it make difference if
i go back where i started
and usher them all along with me
or help them get where i am
simply from the top?

 
Linking also to https://murisopsis.wordpress.com/2020/04/01/looking-for-a-challenge/  with this as NPM promt 1, use the following words in a poem – fish, hands, lips.

Day 2 of napowrimo – life metaphor

Maya

Maya
you playfully flap
your tiny little wings
on top of my window
every morning, you chirp
songs i can’t sing
you call out your friends
and gather in my garden,
every afternoon
you made my flowers
smile with your joyful
chirping and quirky dancing
you made your
few final despairing flaps
higher and higher
as you hear my dog barking
your friends would
follow thereafter
now i flew myself away
away from the home
we used to be
i wonder if you are still there
every morning
joyfully flapping your wings
chirping and dancing
oh, how i miss you
my tiny little friend
I hope you visit me soon
when i make my homecoming
after covid 19  bid adieu

 

 

Note:

The term maya refers to a folk taxon often used in the Philippines to refer to a variety of small, commonly observed passerine birds, including a number of sparrows, finches and munias.

Day 1 of napowrimo – favorite bird

http://www.napowrimo.net/for-all-you-early-birds

Summer Rain

every drop of the rain is every bit of my pain

 

You held my hand tight
As you bid goodbye
It was hard
It was insane…

You kissed me softly
with a whimping cry
It froze my mind
It broke my heart…

You strained me in your embrace
clasped me in your arms
It pricked me
It stung me…

Then it rained on a summer afternoon
P.S.

This is an old poem i wrote  years ago in memory of my beloved papa who passed away that summer.

I am reposting it for this week’s World of Words prompt: বৃষ্টি, which is a Bengali word that means “rain”.

Every week, Rosemarie (of A Reading Writer), Maria (of Doodle Scribbles), and Jade of  https://jademwong.wordpress.com/2020/03/30/poetry-wash-away/ will post a word from a different country in the world.

I Love Dearly as a Rose

I bring joy, love and compassion and no amount of hurt or disappointment will change that

 

 I am a lovely

luminous rose

just thinking

about you

spreading happiness

wherever one finds it

though fragile and delicate

I manage to find

a precious place in my heart

for you with my gentle

pervading

sweet perfume 

 

“This old world that we’re livin’ in
Is might hard to beat.
You get a thorn with every Rose
But – ain’t the roses sweet?”
-Frank Stanton

 

Every rose has indeed its thorn. And as painful as it is when we are accidentally pricked by its thorn, we get closer to it and smell its sweet delicate scent and the pain would somehow go away. As we face covid 19; no matter how difficult the situation is and no matter how heartbreaking it seems, let us not forget that this too will go away. This too  will end. Remember every beautiful rose has its thorn. We will all heal together as one. Stronger, better, more resilient and lovely as a rose.

As we adore photos of beautiful flowers and flower gardens;  we also love to read poetry and prose about flowers and even nature. In just a few powerful words, our mind creates its own image and invigorates our senses, whisking us away to that endless flower field or basking in the sun with our hands in the garden.

There’s just something so intimate about letting our imaginations run freely.

So, as we are all locked  down in our homes let our imaginations run freely. You will never realize how good it will make you feel unless you try.

Sending more love and prayers to our frontliners💖💖💖🙏🙏
And flowers too to make them feel better
🌻🌻🌻🌷🌷🌷🌹🌹🌹

As Long As

I am a ray of sunlight slowly drifting away without you

As long as I have my dreams
as long as I have my thoughts
as long as I remember
I will love you

As long as my eyes can see
and  my ears can hear
and my lips can speak
I will love you

As long as my  heart feels
my soul stirs within me
my imagination will hold you
I will love you

As long as  time exist
as long as love is true
as long as there is you
as long as I breath
of love and affection
I will love you
because
you love me too

 

No man is an island – Thomas Merton

Our mental health, emotional health as well as our personal well being are tied up in the quality of our personal relationships. The more closely we are connected to the people we love and adore the happier we feel and the more personal satisfaction and contentmenr we have in our lives. Most people say that the connection and shared enjoyment with their loved ones are their most important life experiences.

It is from the web of our relationships and connections with other people that we draw our strength. Such communities can lift us when we are down and give us the capacity to deal with whatever challenges come our way.

Sadly, with the current health crisis we are facing, these special and important relationships we have are being put at test. The situation has separated us from our love one and even our friends. And whether we like it or not the simple handshake and a kiss on the cheeks will no longer be observed for as long as we dont know yet.

This is our new normal now. Away from home; separated from our love ones; no gestures of love and no endearing moments.

Linking to kate’s friday fun https://aroused.blog/2020/03/28/friday-fun-new-normality/

Sending more love and prayers to everyone💗💗💗

I Miss You

I am an empty chair amidst a lovely veiw without you

 

its most painful that i miss you
a silent ache cries out my heart
unbearable, thoughts of you
makes it harder to breath

 

the saddest part is i know
you are out there somewhere
but i cannot look into your eyes
and say how badly i want you
at this point

 

missing you is the sweetest
yet most heart breaking pain
i taste my own tears
even when i smile

 

and my life  appears
worse than anything
I miss you and
its absolute pain

 

P.S.

Sending more love and prayer to all our frontliners and to all those who are away from home and from their love ones 💗💗💗

 

Heartbeat

You are

my hearbeat

hang on there

 

P.S

My heartfelt prayers to all our frontliners and to all whose fighting to survive covid 19

We will all be home soon…❤❤❤