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

Your Smile

I could tell of a thousand ways you smile
the sweetest ones are the those
seen by how your lips move,
the most triumphant are those
times you smile with the beat of your voice
with unexpected bounce and high pitch tone,
your cutest smile is seen by how you choose
your words, or the way you pause and laugh
at my crazy frolics, those time when I miss the beat of a song
my favorite though is when you smile with your arms
wrap around me, pulling me closer, saying how much
you love me, and yet again, I have another favorite
the smile you wear after a time well spent
with your loved ones

NaPoWriMo Day 24

In Your Eyes

I felt your pain
your agonizing pain
among the creases in your forehead
in between the blinking of your eyes
and even as your bedimpled face smiles
the smile I always remembered
gentle and sweet
tugs the heartstrings of my soul
lulls me to sleep and
tucks me to bed
but your pain
your pain
I can feel
keeps me awake
all through the night
and even with my eyes closed
I still see it
I see your pain
In your eyes

when you smile


I want to be the reason
you smile with your eyes
again

What Do You See

For Sadje’s What Do You See

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/21/what-do-you-see-48-21-september20/