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What colors, what emotions, what achievements?
The trees wishing the flowers bloomed better 
The flowers clueless about what trees speak of 
The flowers face the sky and only one question to ask
What is love?
If I wish for it and open my arms wide enough for it to fit,
Will you shower them at me and maybe then

Categories: belongings, child, family,
Form: Free verse

Belongings

Belongings gain a sadder fate
Then we do, when we die 
Their owners soul they can’t revive
As if they’re always late
To catch an eye, that now can’t see
To feel the touch, that’s gone
Belongings lay aside, forlorn
Green leaves on a felled tree
Must feel the same, before they fade
And wither in the wind
Belongings, thrown into the bin
Are waiting

Categories: belongings, memorial, memory,
Form: Rhyme

Belongings

If I were a Victorian naturalist
I would have pinned bugs
in their boxed cabinets
and tabulated them all,

because where I place favored items
they must belong there in perpetuity.

I once dreamt that The Goddess of Mercy
had found a place for me
in the temple of Her glowing heart.

However, I fidgeted much,
shuffling from the right side to the left
trying out

Categories: belongings, poetry,
Form: Free verse

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It Held a Breath

Up in the rafters over the pool
lies a beach ball still inflated
after seven long years, 
with the breath of someone 
long gone, by the wayside.
I wonder what other belongings
this person, or maybe I, have left behind
to intrigue passers-by.

People may wonder from whom,
or from whence, they came.
These passed-on-by-things left, 
where sleeping dogs lie,
are best not awakened,

Categories: belongings, lost, memory,
Form: Free verse

The Last Destiny

The last destiny
A secret place to go
A mysterious journey 
And a frightening experience indeed
For finding out any more
And before one go
One must leave behind all the belongings
Money, properties,knowledge and 
experiences
Hatred and love
Friends,family and the loved ones
One'll find that one has a lot
But all the time one said 
One has a little
One's greed has betrayed oneself
Like

Categories: belongings, death, family, friend, god,
Form: Free verse

Stuff, Stuff Everywhere

Stuff, stuff everywhere
I'm surrounded by stuff
here and there.

Stuff, stuff everywhere
Hiding in every nook 
and cranny

Stuff, stuff everywhere 
everywhere I look I see stuff
I see books, books everywhere 
I see guitars, ukuleles and paper everywhere 

Stuff, stuff everywhere 
It's so overwhelming. 
It's time to stop writing this poem 
and start clean, clean, cleaning
and getting, getting, getting

Categories: belongings, books, guitar,
Form: Free verse

Packing My Case

Packing My Case.

Dragging my case from off the top of the wardrobe, I disturb the spiders, the case lands at my feet with a mighty thud ! its, my time too fly away to warmer places, to visit loved ones and familiar faces.

The case is all dusty and needs a scrub, but it's seen some

Categories: belongings, beach, best friend, birth,
Form: Free verse

You Get This When I Am Dead

You, my most favorite darling, get my grandfather clock said she.
When I am dead. Unapologetic, diabolical laugh.
You, sweetie pie, get my off-key piano stated easily.
To keep in my tiny efficiency apartment?  Is she daft?

And you, honey babe, get my jewelry, she prettily pointed out.
Indicating her only grandchild who does not like jewels.
Grandma was directing

Categories: belongings, death,
Form: Light Verse

Belongings Personal

Where do I not belong
 Here
 Here
 Here
 Here
 Here 
 Here
 .
 .
 .
I am

Categories: belongings, absence, deep, depression, grief,
Form: Free verse

Longing and Belongings

It's not without reason that it rained that day.
Those winter clouds were paler than my dead
grandmother's face. The wet blanket, which
the morning air wrapped around my sleepless
back, bore no pearls. The ever cribbing qualm
that sings the separation of leaving me to love me
wrote those broken words in those striped stones,
Sutlej gave them to me.

"Start again,

Categories: belongings, conflict, feelings, i am,
Form: Free verse

Watched All of My Belongings

Watched All of My Belongings

Some say of liberalism sure was to smack
Which is what I had said in my wisecrack
There were also other people who said
They think I should have dropped dead.

Lacked any ability of being eloquent
Even said I sounded like an elephant
Budding behavior was unpredictable
That ended up becoming despicable.

After into strange story I further

Categories: belongings, humorous,
Form: Couplet

Belongings

Shadowed in the silent room, the daylight's nearly gone
Dusk climbs in through window glass, with one last ray of sun
I start the task, climb on a chair, reach up to shelves so high
to mother's boxes neatly stacked, and dust gets in my eyes

I take one down, to look inside and sit upon a chair
I find

Categories: belongings, loss, love, me, mother,
Form: Rhyme