I am the spirit of satin stardust
and the antiquities of golden memories alive
I call to you from the rising warmth of the sun
and greet you in the misty morning light
I am the steady and rolling drum beat
echoing from the jagged heights above
I am the mysterious curves of the raging waters'
and the freedom birds of love
I rise above the white summer clouds
in lilting songs of grace
and roam with the western tail-winds
to take you home again
I am a Spirit of our gracious Lord God Almighty
of love hope and faith
I have come to tell
Dedicated To P.D.
YOU ARE THE ENEMY OF MY PAIN
SOMEONE WHO IS A TRUE GOD SEND
EVEN THOUGH YOU LIVE SO FAR
YOU HAVE HEALED MY SCARS
A CHILD- LIKE INNOCENSE THAT YOU POSSESS
IS SOMETHING I LOVE AND I MUST CONFESS
THE WORLD HAS YET TO REALISE
SOMETHING THAT I VISUALIZE
FOR THEIR IS A DREAMER WHO CAN HYPNOTISE
THIS SLEEPY WORLD WITH HIS GOLDEN EYES
THE LIGHT IS HIDDEN IN HIS TRUE ART
SUPERSEDING THE OLD AND YOUNG HEARTS !
MY LOVER-ARTIST YOU HAVE CHANGED ME
AND THIS LOVE HAS NOW SET ME FREE
FROM THE SATANIC WORLD OF DARKNESS
NOW I HAVE FOUND SOLACE
IN YOUR POETRY...
I CAN BREATH THE FRESH AIR OF LIBERTY
AND SPEAK MY MIND WITH BREVITY
IN YOUR EYES I FOUND MY INNOCENCE
FOR YOU TAUGHT ME PATIENCE WITH PERSEVERANCE
MY LOVER I WISH TO DRINK YOUR SENSUOUS LIPS
LOVE YOU TILL THE MORNING KISS
I WOULD BECOME THE LINES OF YOUR PALM
HUG YOUR LOVE WITH MY OPEN ARMS....
Copyright 2011 by Smriti Jha
This is for a very very very very special person !
Clouds endlessly float
beyond broad horizon
Clusters of soft cotton
Light and Oh so fluffy
Only to be held so high
Up up and away we go
Drifting through the air
Slowly releasing wetness
Tribute To The Blind
Also this is my entry for
By John Weaver
At school I learned to read and write, to add and take away,
Of geography and history and sports I learned to play
They taught me all about the world and even outer space
And how to beat another as competition I would face
I learned of lands and cultures that had a different cause
And so we fought and beat them in many different wars
They said that strength and power was the thing I needed most
That I should learn to conquer others, no matter what the cost
They taught me how to be a winner at my work and play
And never mind the loser who may fall along the way
Through all those years of learning the plan was plain to see,
The only thing that mattered was what I could do for ME
Then I met my teacher who taught me something new
That all those things I’d learned had nothing at all to do
With living life with purpose and thought for our fellow man
By showing care and love to others as often as we can
My teacher taught me that life is a level playing field
That we’re all in it together sharing wounds that must be healed
There simply is no difference between you and me
We’re all God’s own children and one big family
My teacher taught the needs of others and the hardships they have to face
May well have been my own, if not for God’s good grace
That handicaps and weaknesses are really there to prove
How fortunate I am to see and talk and hear and move
My teacher showed that happiness is just a case of choice
Instead of choosing sadness we simply choose rejoice
Rejoice that we are able to experience every day
The beauty that the blind can’t see and words the mute can’t say
To walk and talk and feed yourself are gifts you should embrace
It’s the taking part that matters and not who wins the race
And as each and every one of us is taking part in life
What matters most is our gratitude regardless of our strife
To be grateful for the gifts you have and not those you desire
Is the secret to your happiness and to which you should aspire
To show your love to others with help, support and care
To let them know if needed that you are always there
My teacher taught me lessons I never will forget; and I know it sounds absurd
But she taught me all of this and yet…SHE NEVER SPOKE A WORD.
(I call Emily my teacher because although she cannot speak and can do so little, she has taught me so much).
This place is full of bigness
the dog is big, the masters foot is big
And I am small, a mouse, a house mouse
I scurry about in the dark
crumbs are beautiful things, I eat
But I feel small, a mouse, a house mouse
I am warm and dry, but afraid
I live my life afraid, of their bigness,
of the cat, of hunger, of being caught
The little girl smiled...
She said, a little darling, cutest thing!
Mama,, look a mouse..
I am not a thinker, simple me
Just a mouse, a house mouse....
Personify an Animal contest
A puzzle piece you are to me
Like a vine without any leaves.
Your heart is pure your soul is
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes
it seemed, knowing they said
no babies for me! Always a
surprise you seem to be just
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months
you walked but not until 4 did
you first talk! Always a terror
making a beautiful mess always
a surprise that has yet to be
met! The twists and turns I
know we will see will seem
somewhat like a roller coaster
to me! The milestones and
special gifts you bring will make
my life seem Like a dream, my
special boy I have always said
How special I knew not till
Aspergers they said! The
journey will be trying the
journey will seem long! But
with our family together we will
chug along! My special boy I
love you so and cannot wait to
see you mature and grow! Now
we have a goal we have our
dream you see to make you the
perfect fitting puzzle piece!!
Written by: Christina Kirks
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr
Mommy loves you to eternity
and beyond! Forever and
So, he thinks the game is done,
But it's been too much fun
Bouncing him back and forth between my paws
And taunting him with toothy jaws.
He used pretty words to get away
But he knows he cannot stay
For I have the cheese that is his fix
And even addicts run out of tricks.
Now my little mouse has taken a mate
And looks to love to resolve his fate.
But when he thinks he's free and clear,
That's when I shall reappear.
This is a game he cannot win.
Felines know the minds of men.
One day my little mouse must resign
To live his life by a cat's design.
For the boy who had gone through his first crush.. wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare
First Crush: Crushed My feelings forever!!
Her epitome of innocence and virtue made me sick.
Friend around me suddenly pricked.
Scene from the titanic in my mind clicked.
I lost somewhere else and she squandered the opportunity.
Crazy girl, You clinged my heart!!
She was suffice so as I.
Looking at her radiant smile, I was blessed.
My feelings blushed on my cheeks.
God had postulated the first law of love.
Was it the infatuation?? Was it the love??
Crazy girl, Your face is glued on my heart!!
Blue whales diving down deep into the sea.
Molluscan shell in her arms, holding the glittering pearl.
Sun and moon playing the game of hide and seek.
God showered the ecstatic divineness.
Love arised from both the ends .
Her expression occupied the quadrangle of my soul.
Crazy girl, Your adorable persona sticked on my mind!!
My friends tagged her as my Queen.
But it was just a mystery.
I waited till last..
But She didn't rebelled the three precious words.
Desperately waited for the moment.
But When i saw her with his boyfriend.
Crazy girl, You killed my heart!!
Just left tears in my eyes.
Each and every memories of mine are fragmentized.
Just left with the ashes of moments that we share together.
Life just can't stop without being you.
But you are the luckiest one to be remembered for life time.
Crazy girl,My crush,You crushed my soul!! with Suyog Pagare
My love is like an Owl
Knowledgeable and deep and wise
My love is like the Raven
With magic behind its eyes
My love is like an Eagle
Its lineage crowned most high
My love is like a Lark
So swift and scarce and shy
My love is like the Peregrine
Soaring silent above the hill
My love is like the Dove
Spreading peace and good will
My love is like the Stork
Bringing life so fair and bright
My love is like the Sparrow
It’s intuition for life’s fading light
My love is like the Albatross
Floating high on fair winds
My love is like the Crow
The darkened portent that it sends
My love is like the fabled Tern
Crossing continents the status quo
My love is like the Penguin
With its tuxedo in the snow
My love is like the Mynah
Able to sing any song or say
My love is like the Rooster
Heralding each brand new day
But most of all my love is like the Lovebird
Her loving song oft heard
That perfect pair to my person
And the inspiration for these words
For the sight given
Of smoke filled sky
Of her eyes
To my soul
Warm my heart
Steal my soul
A floating fantasy
Now a foot planted
My heart runs to you
Like a forests stream
Like a star to its sky
The trees dance to the moon
In the spirit of you and I