I Died a Sudden Death




I used to be the only one
people are usually afraid of
I carry on with me for centuries
viruses that kill
hundreds of people
children and old alike
rich or poor
science has found a cure
for one of the viruses I carried
but little did they know
I was up for another yet stronger
and more potent one


But I, am saddened by the turn of events recently


I drive people crazy
they put all sorts of protective device
and prevent me from entering their homes
and invade their privacy and goodnight sleep, but I still made my way through
it made them even nuts
imagine seeing them applying all kinds of chemicals unto their bodies
believing I’d be driven away?
ahhh it made me the happiest
little monster of all times
But I, again am saddened by the turn of events recently



in just a snap of a finger
people forget about me
they no longer are scared of me
I suddenly became irrelevant
I am no longer as popular as I used to be
ohhh the ego in a little monster in me is hurt
why? what happened?
who surpassed my popularity?
whose more deadly than I am now?
But I,  then again am saddened by the turn of events recently
I used to sneak in the dark
and scare them with my
little buzzing sound
people, why have you suddenly forgotten
about me?
is this how it’s supposed to end?
I am right here
ready anytime to suck your blood
and leave you with something to die for



Hey you, I’m right here.

Suddenly, I died, a sudden death.


Day 6

Today’s prompt is ekphrastic in nature – but rather particular! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem from one person/animal/thing from Hieronymous Bosch’s famous (and famously bizarre) triptych The Garden of Earthly Delights.


In a response also to Sadje’s What Do You See? https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/




corruption is a virus, killing the very core
of every  organization
in the same way that the political system
is trying to poison the people with
a concept that is undoubtedly used to shine a light on its perceived destructive nature


what is worst than a virus
is man’s inability to see with clarity
the reality of even the simplest life


when a father has remained literally
blinded by his child’s deceitful behaviors
for supposedly  simply being childish
and longing for attention


when a husband refuses to listen to the truth
of how his family is a mess for being
selfish and self-centered


when a wife refuses to feel through
her very core that she sucks at being both
a mother and a wife, thus finding help
doesn’t make her less of a woman


when a child can easily sniff and
manipulate a kind-hearted parent
by playing the victim
whenever reprimanded
the fuzzy behavior of confusion
such is the effect when man
is incapable of seeing things
with clarity


worst than a virus
contagious than corruption
Linking to kate’s Friday Fun https://aroused.blog/2020/04/05/friday-fun-clarity/
Day 5 of NaPoWriMo

Our prompt for today is called the “Twenty Little Poetry Projects,” and was originally developed by Jim Simmerman. The challenge is to use/do all of the following in the same poem. Of course,  if you can’t fit all twenty projects into your poem, or a few of them get your poem going, that is just fine too!

1. Begin the poem with a metaphor.
2. Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
3. Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem
4. Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun).