Opalescent Love

Opalescent Love

so for the now
my love
let’s take away
all the poetry
all the story lines
all the novels
all the films
that we plan
to write and
to make
and indulge
with the poetry
of a daily
cup of coffee
made by you
with love
with glee.

let’s enjoy the
story lines we
make daily
in every bit
of your nostagic kisses
every traces of your
warm embraces
every glimpse of your
stolen gazes.

let’s make fun
of all the novels
with our useless
out – this – world
arguments and
stupid allegations
with every humbling
“i’m sorry”
“i love you”
“i miss you”.

let’s  witness
the beauty
of a film produced
as people see us
walk around town
holding each
other’s hands
with not once
not twice
stolen public kisses
and affectionate
warm hugs
and crazy

for now
let’s take advantage
of our unmanufactured
opalescent affection
reflecting love
after love
light after
every single
making us closer
even afar
with loyalty
with faithfulness.

For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt

These Times

These Times

i would never forget the times
i am begging for you to stay
i am grateful for those times
you left me waiting; uncertain
i know how your heart breaks
more than mine
but that taught me
love’s greatest lesson
to look beyond what eyes can see
to feel loved beyond
hugs and kisses and warm embraces
especially at times when you are near me
yet a single glimpse is not possible
these times when love is love
regardless of and no matter what
these times when love is love
even if it felt like a glassful water
splashed, suspended in the air
not knowing when to fall
not knowing how to land
these times.

For Sadje’s WDYS

New Poem in Spillwords

my poem “Together, In A Crowded Place” is up now in Spillwords. Click the link in my bio to read full poem and if you like it kindly leave a ❤  for me..

Thank you Dagnara K. and Spillwords team for publishing my poem again.

Here is an excerpt of the poem:

baby, hold my hand, in a crowded place
together, let’s flaunt each other, with
nothing but the undying love in our hearts
and the hope of true love forever

let’s do what they call crazy weird
a public display of affection
in a crowded place, damn!
who cares!

My Unpoetic Poem

My Unpoetic Poem

i could travel to faraway places
i could meet people with different faces
i may look like a teenage lass writing a piece
for trying to rhyme as i seriously cringe

truth is this may sound ridiculous maybe
but baby the world is in chaos and agony
a little something whimsical won’t be corny
to put a smile on your frowning face lately

pandemic has broken our hearts
it has toppled down our souls
as if it’s not enough, Russia has rage a war
or is it Russia really to be blamed by far?

the pains we imposed upon ourselves is even worst
it triggers emotions from beyond and outmost
self inflicted pain as you call it lately
when will it go anyway?

so tell me dear, how do i make you smile
and maybe, just maybe forget for a while
that the price of petroleum has skyrocted
your contemplating a lot and its not bad

you see i’m not really making sense at all
i wanna make you smile a bit please don’t fall
this is not a bait nor a trap or whatsoever
not even giving up my poetic soul for sure

here’s hoping my no nonsence whimsical poem
would make you happy even if you think we are doomed
so do i need to travel to far away places?
and meet people with different faces?

the answer is no ‘cos you to me is enough
to carry on and fight the battle so tough



we all want a love
that is gentle and kind and calm
but the world isn’t
and so are the circumstances
we can only hope love
will find its way to a better and safer place
after all no great love story has ever been told that has not gone through hell and beyond
even God’s love for humanity has made Him sacrificed His only begotten Son
that sure is one great LOVE.

we all want a love
that is gentle and kind and calm.

P. S.

This photo prompt reminds me of the incredible  calming effect being with the one person we love. It’s like being one with nature where we are removed from distractions and can reflect on our lives. It brings with it an awareness that we are part of something greater than ourselves, while at the same time this reminds me that like nature, love too will go through different stages of chaos, disorder and confusion. And as we always say, “there’s always a rainbow after the rain”. That’s the wonder of nature. That’s the magic of love.

for Sadje’s WDYS


what does your “how are you?” really means
I could take on the basic route and say
“I’m fine thank you, how ‘ bout you?”
or I could break it down to
how bad my day went
with work messing up
with my stress level
at the highest peak


I could maybe tell you I’m not really well
and that I probably needed some rest
oh, well I am not sure if that’s
what you want to hear
I really am not sure
but yeah, I’m fine
I always am

what does your “hey, just dropping by” means?
I could take it easy and say
“by all means come in”
or I could break it down to
details and say,
a visit with some lovely good food
would be much appreciated
or maybe you can stay a bit longer this time
watch some movies, or simply
join me as I scribble over sweet nothings


maybe I could say, nahh
I’m really not in the mood for
social interactions right now
I just needed to be alone, be alone
with my thoughts, with my heart, with my soul
oh, well I am not really sure if that’s
what you want to hear, but please
come in by all means

and hey,

have you ever wondered what my
“how are you?” means, or what
“just dropping by” for me is?

it means

a million over “I love you”
a million over “I miss you”

how long has it been? I can’t remember
I only have my memories of you,
of you and your “how are you?”
and “just dropping by”



quivering voice torn into pieces
jammed words dashingly sealed
tongue-tied feelings suppressed
a power uproars
whispered unto thyself
acclaimed thy heart
longing to blaze
conformed thy faith
declared thy attempt
to bestow equity
thy affectionate feeling
to love

  • Each day is an attempt to be better in loving you dear…

today’s poem is from my latest poetry book “I Would Fly To Where You Are” available in Amazon for kindle file and paperback copy

In Between Madness and Magic

over a cup of tea
and in between madness and magic
there lies you, you who makes my tea grow cold, as I couldn’t possibly take,
take a single sip, without
drowning my thoughts,
flooding my heart
for every sip I take
is every memory of your kiss
your lingering kiss

and so,

over a cup of tea
and in between madness and magic
there lies the thought of you, you who makes my tea grow cold, as I couldn’t possibly take a single sip, without
soaking my eyes
suffocating my breathe
with your love, your undying love
for every sip I take
is every memory of your love
your love so true

and so,

over a cup of tea
in between madness and magic
I have you
only you, my love