evening constellation show was totally tight
not quite contrived, but amazingly bright
the stars were blazing, beautiful white
Kansas crescent moon was gorgeously light
spacemen were in a bit of an Earthly plight
ominous feeling ever since today’s twilight
spaceship was enduring its eightieth flight
amazing sight in the sky, this October night
aliens experienced a bit of an unexpected fright
caught in the beam of a larger space craft’s light
their headlights flashing colors like a giant flashlight
Let’s get off of this planet yelled the first mate McMight
So, they zoomed off into the atmosphere, McMight and Kite
Kite, the captain, was glad to see this planet shift out of sight
Let’s not go back there, he said, something was not right
They never returned, but many had seen a sight that night
Dilbert the donkey was thrilled with his new friend Mr. Slip
They were inseparable from the beginning of this relationship.
Running toward each other to bray and bark, bark and bray.
Frolicking in the meadow, we heard their joy a mile away.
Unlikely friends? Not if you knew these enthusiastic two.
So thrilled with each other, they barely knew what to do.
They visit each other all day and sometimes sleep together too.
Dilbert the donkey and Mr. Slip, as thick as Elmer’s strongest glue.
grieving or hallucinating?
haunted or visited?
orb unseen by others
spooky specter
transparent transference
hope
freedom
liberty
trustworthiness
willing openness
vulnerability
nurturing the greater good
cooperating with others
flexibility is a helpmate
positivity opens many avenues
A baboon cries dangerously, eats frozen grapes, hiding in jungle, known large monkey, none other primates, Quinea's rare species, terrestrial, universal vervet, watchful xenium, youthful zippy
Like termites, grief crept in and quietly grew,
A smiling face hid what the heart went through.
A lifetime crowded with memories untold,
I spoke just one name—and my heart lost control.
A dream stayed alive in my eyes for so long,
Till the fire of your memory burned it all wrong.
The branch where hope had built a nest so bright,
Was swallowed by autumn and stripped of its light.
Among those I called mine, I still stood alone,
As every soul changed in the molds time had shown.
The rain washed away every face's disguise,
And a city of deception changed before my eyes.
Then came the miracle born from the art I knew:
The pain in my heart became words that rang true.
Sagar, what a strange twist this life had revealed—
One lie brought the heat that left my whole home peeled.
© Sagar Haider Abbasi
Simpering silly psycho Sally
Sashayed sassily down Seattle alley
Slimy slithering slugs scurried past
Silly Sally scanned scuttling insect sass
Dapper smoking lion has a cough that shakes the room
The nicotine wafting out of his pores gives a little zoom
His hoarse cough is enough to scare a vampire bat way
I cannot be here much longer, I cannot bear to stay
Open Mind Words
In this year through my poem,
with truth, my friend —
Viewer,
you who respect a picture that heals,
look.
Reflect the appearance of a mirror.
The explanation of a step
brings the face forward.
You resemble good news
of humanity.
Stand still.
STOP.
An example of doing like that —
reflect so I can look.
You turn around
so I face backwards
to find for myself
the feeling
that I am a real person.
These are my open mind words.
Nna le wena, mogwera,
O tsweletseng Seiponeng
Mantšu a gago a
Ke eme ka maoto bjale.
S
Standing on the edge, ke kgojana ntle fase,
A small prince watching the world spin past me.Ka thoko ka thoko, I walk the thin line,
Searching for a spark, a breakthrough, a sign.
But the road is unforgiving, mokgotha o a nkgoromeletša,
Pushing me into the dark where the shadows gather.
Down into khwiti ya go lahlega, the lost abyss,
A place where the path and the purpose dismiss.
Gongwe go fela go sele, I pray for the dawn,
Waiting for the heavy, stormy night to be gone.
But the quiet is heavy, the silence is loud,
Walking through the noise of an indifferent crowd.Khupamarama e tletse ka mpa, the secrets I hold,
Unspoken stories, truths left untold.
It’s a weight in the belly, a ache in the chest,
A restless soul that is searching for rest.
Now moepologelong ke ribame, I bow to the floor,
At the place of digging, I can’t take any more.
The labor is deep, the soil is cold,
But this isn't the end of the story foretold.
Look closely, bona, I break through the shroud,Eupša seriti se tlosetsa ka godimo—above the cloud!
My spirit is leaping, my aura will rise,
No longer defeated
Ngangaphantsi kwendawo yamaphupha kulele umjikelo wovuyo,
yet the light reveals the doorway of purpose and intention.
Uphazamiseko olukhulu lwenza umda wesiseko:
the ultimate destination, the crucial point,
usuku apho ikhaliphe elingcwele lifika ngovuyo olukhulu.
Ede eendleleni ezimangalisayo, ilitye elinexabiso liyakhanya—
a person’s highest calling, the core of their soul.
I am not ashamed.this trembling body is not to be shaken,
Compromised and body not to regret oneself.
Have a friction.be someone who is intense.
To be points to the person and fierce.
Refusing to ask for forgiveness,
And I refuse to ask for forgiveness.
Colour my world
Asher chipu
26/09/2026
Mogogi wa mogodu —
The guide has led us to ntwa ya tsogo.
Moferefere ya sesole!
Popomfsa… go kwa khutso?
No.
Kgotso is here.
Boemo bjo bo sa suthego:
It will not move.
It cannot break.
Thlokego ya merusu —
That is the goal.
Poloko ya ntwa must be the end.
The steps are centimeters,
In this position of the edge of the vessel,
The needle’s point—an obstacle—
The reward, is a platform,
The corner where you reveal the picture.
It gives feelings and emotions,
A journey of steps,
Measured and moved,
In the quiet rhythm of the soul.
I am the Space that stretches beyond,
I am the Distance where echoes are gone.
I am measured by light as it drifts through the night,
I am the Infinite, hidden from sight.
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