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Zyrool Gifford Poem
Haiku: Fishes
Along Coral reefs
A grand display of fins and tails
Nothing can compare.
By Zyrool
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Haiku: Red Rose
red petals unfold
whispers of love in each fold
nature’s poetry
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The skies with dancing clouds in shades
of blue, pink and gold,
All vibrant and bold.
Oh! What a breathtakingly beautiful sight.
The Beauty of Sunset is a magical transformation
from daylight.
The water in the lake mirrors the changing colours,
Giving a sense of calm and inner peace,
Birds overhead singing their final song, a form of grace,
As they return to rest at the end of their day.
And in awe, I witnessed, today fading slowly away,
soon to be another yesterday.
The beauty of Sunset, a sense of wonder,
one of life's simple pleasures,
Giving moments of joy the memory will always remember and treasure.
So, let us pause and take it all in, for the beauty
of Sunset’s display is one of nature’s finest arts.
It’s a gift and a reminder to appreciate and cherish
each day with gratitude and a grateful heart.
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Words Words Words
Words are miracles with great power.
Stringing the right ones together can
be constructive.
Using the wrong ones can be
destructive.
Words uttered in anger when heard
are like the winds of a hurricane,
Shattering and destroying,
useless to retract or recall,
leaving confusion and pain.
Damage done, efforts all in vain,
Oh, what a crying shame.
Words are comforting and can change
tears and sadness into smiles
and laughter,
When spoken softly and sweetly to a crying child,
a lonely person, or a lover, they leave happy feelings long after.
Words, be they easy or hard,
long or short, choose them carefully,
be precise, considerate, and respectful,
but never ambiguous.
Word, Words, Words,
use them wisely to avoid that dreadful thing
called blame.
by Zyrool
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In the shadows of what could’ve been
lies regret,
They haunt every corner of your soul,
making it impossible to forget.
A weight that lingers and sometimes
tears you apart,
As they take a firm hold over your
heart.
In the quiet hours of the night,
silently, they creep.
These uninvited guests disturb and
rob you of your sleep.
Regrets, like needles, pierce deep
into the soul.
Leaving scars that never heal but
continue to control.
Of choices made or words unspoken,
Oh, how we wish we could rewrite
our past,
To undo the mistakes made and gain
peace at last.
But time continues to march on,
day by day,
Leaving us with memories of things
that went wrong, some of which
we dare not say.
And lessons learnt amidst the pain
changed our vision.
For in our regrets, there lies great
wisdom,
It’s through mistakes we learn and
grow strong,
Thus giving us the courage to admit
and accept when we are wrong.
Accepting regrets as part of our
life’s story could set us free.
They are reminders to tread carefully,
enjoy life in the present while
cherishing every glory and just be.
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Days of Youth
In the days of youth when hearts
were bold, on tender feet, we danced
with joy unbound.
Brimming with hopes and dreams,
we saw the world as a beautifully
exciting playground.
With our eyes, we captured the skies,
chased the sun, raced the winds and
enjoyed walks in the morning air.
Oh, and how we laughed chasing
butterflies and rainbows amidst fields
of green without a worry or a care.
There were days when we built sand
castles and played on the beach
while our fathers fished from Sunrise
to Sunset.
I remember how we argued about
whose father would catch the most
fish, and secretly, with our pocket-
money, we would place a bet.
We climbed fearlessly high up into the
Mango and Tamarind trees.
Daring each other to go higher and
higher, searching out bird nests and
sometimes getting stung by bees.
Each day was an adventure and a
new tale.
Our imagination drifted into
daydreams, fuelling our minds with
incredible thoughts that lingered long
after.
In our diaries, we noted special
moments in detail.
Oh, our days of youth were full
of joyful escapades, giggles, tears
and laughter.
As the years passed, we grew older,
but the treasured memories of
our carefree days of youth kept their
shine and glitter.
The days of youth were not always
sugar and spice, but the sweet
outnumbered the bitter.
The spark of our childhood past will
stay forever ablaze.
And the days of our youth will
always remain embedded in our
hearts, never to be erased.
by Zyrool
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Haiku: Red Rose
Soft Crimson Petals
A Red Rose beyond compare
A symbol of Love.
by Zyrool
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Haiku: Frogs
Frogs leap from a pond,
Wet skins glisten in sunlight.
Freedom in motion.
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As Winter releases its hold and daylight extends its arms,
The warm Sun lingers as it shows us its charms.
Golden rays touch every blade of weed and grass,
Naked trees are fully clothed and
the sweet scent of flowers mixes with the cool breeze as it passes.
In open fields, butterflies dance while baby foxes and lambs roam free.
The bird’s song echoes among the rustling trees,
And bees happily buzzing from flower to flower,
Nature displays some of her best, giving enjoyment for hours upon hours.
Spring has cast her spell,
Admiration within our hearts grows,
Gratitude swells,
Bright new images in memory now dwell.
Springtime is a celebration of new beginnings, fresh colours and hope.
Nature lovers, smilingly say,
“Spring has Sprung”.
by Zyrool
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Haiku: Thunder
dark clouds rumble on
echos of flashing lights strike
thunder’s wrath revealed.
by Zyrool
Copyright © Zyrool Gifford | Year Posted 2024
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