Best Kay Poems
Kay was simple
in the simplest of terms
Face always the same we'd learn
Pretty with those pretty eye's
I would have married
without surprise.
She put desire inside her smile
with the look that lasted
and comforted a while
I can only imagine
as love imagines that mile
What I would have had
with that face, that smile
The childhood dream
she would be to the degree
one of the pretty faces
attractive to me
and had not I concerns
elsewhere
the single mind
to put her there
But yet to Heaven
I say this prayer.
I would have loved you
had I'd been there
I would have kept you
and given the care
I would have died
had that been the cost
nothing would have been the price
for your loss
"Lagn mhanje kay asat? Tyachya manatil vicharanche, tichya cheharyavarch pratibimb asat!
Tichya prashna adhi tyach uttar tayar asat!"
"Lagan mhanje kay asat? Tine chaha kela tari tyala sarbat hav asat, tyane gajra anala ki, nemke tila phul hav asat!"
"Lagna mhanje kay asat? Tyachya befikirikarita tichya janivanch kondan asat, tyachya chukana tichya padaranch panghrun asat!"
"Lagna mhanje kay asat? Kadhi samzota tar kadhi bhandan asat, toh chidla tari tine shant rahaych asat, cupatlya vadalala chahasobat sampavaych asat!"
"Lagna mhanje kay asat? Premach te bandhan asat, kadhi doan mananch milan asat, tar kadhi doan jivanch bhandan asat!"
"Lagna mhanje kay asat? Gharach gharpan asat, ekane viskatle tarihi dusryane te savraych asat,vidhyatyla padlele te ek sunder swapn asat ........!"
Woh tera ankh bhar kay mujhay dekhna,
Woh tera dekhna he kamal tha,
Meri justajo kay ahsas par,
Tera lamss bhi tu baymisal tha,
Meray saray jazboon ki dilkashi,
Teray ashiyan pay aa kay simat gai,
Gar main ruk na jata iss taraf,
Tu meri hasti pay pher zawal tha,
Teray husan ki sari tajaliyan,
Kaisy ho gayen mujh pay mahrban,
Meray zehan kay neha khanoo main,
Yehi chupa howa aik sawal tha,
Woh jo chaltay chaltay thy mil gaye,
Thy meri chahatoon kay silsalaye
Jo tera sang na milta mujhy,
Tu pher jena mera muhal tha.
Shabeeb Hashmi
Kung sasariwain ko sa 'king isip
Ang nangagdaang mga kapanahunan,
Liban kay Jessang lubhang pinintakasi,
Ikaw'y naroon 'di ko maikukubli!
Sa koliheyo kata'y nagkakilala,
Katoto kita sa 'sang asignatura,
Sa unang tagpo'y 'di ko maikakaila
May paghanga ako sa iyong nadama.
Aywan ko rin ba Nina't 'di ko sadya
Na noon ni Kopidp ako'y napana.
Nasok sa kamunti- muntiang himaymay
Na aking laman katagian mong taglay.
Makailag- ulit sa silid-aralan,
Habang ating guro' nagbab'hagi alam,
Ako'y nag-aastang maysakit tiyan,
Labas- pasok silid ng ikaw'y matunghan!
Minsan, maaga pa sa silang ng araw
Kung ako'y dumatal sa silid- turuan.
Takot mahuli? Oo! Ngunit ang pakay
Liban sa takot, Nais kang masilaya.
"di naglao'y lumipas ang mga araw;
Ikaw'y ipinagdamot, wari ninakaw
Ng oras. Naubos buong limang buwan
Kay bilis, animo kidlat kang naparam.
Sa gayon ka tatamis na alaala,
Ay gayong dita rin sinikap kong bathin.
Dahil sa likod ng sibol nang paghanga,
"di ko nasabing, "Nawa ikaw ay akin!"
Ngayon, tila mga along nagbabalik
Ang mga araw ng tuwa kong nasapit.
"yong mga araw'ng ma kamandag sa huli
Ngayong kaklase kita sa Master's degree.
Ngunit ngayong tana'y multong nagbabalik,
May sinusumpa akong 'di mauulit!
Ang batid ko lang a siyang gaganapin
Ay liligawan kita. Walang pipigil!
Kung sakaling ngayon ikaw'y may pag- ibg,
At ikaw Nina'y sadlak sa pagkatali,
Magka- ao ma'y 'di ako palulupig!
Laya mo ay hihintayin hanggang huli!
Nang sa mundo ako ay nagkamulat
Sa isipan ko’y hindi ikaw ang hinangad,
Pangarap na maging ano o sino
Ang siyang sa puso ko’y namumuno.
Nang lisanin ko na ang sekundarya
Napatigil ako sa isang banda,
Bakit kaya noon kaydali mangarap?
Bakit kaya ngayon sobrang kayhirap?
Parang tinik sa lalamunan ang pagpili
Nang kursong magbibigay sayo ng galak at ngiti;
Halo-halong emosyon ang uusbong
Kahit sino-sino na lang ang tinalunton.
Mahabang panahon na ang aking ginugol
Sa pagpli ng pangarap na hindi mapupurol,
Iba’t ibang suhestiyon galing sa iba
Ngunit sa huli, ako pa rin ang magpapasya.
At nang araw ay dumating
Sa pagpasok sa paaralang Unibersidad
Tuliro ang isipan, pati ang damdamin
Ano bang kurso sa akin may kalidad?
Dumatal na ang dapithapon
Ngunit pasya ay di pa nabubuo
Litung-lito kung ano ang susundin
Si ama’t ina o aking isipan at damdamin?
Waring sana’y taimtim talagang pag-isipan
At tanawin ang mangyayari sa hinaharap
Lalong-lalo na ang gabay ni Amang Lumikha
Na siyang nagpukol sa atin ng buhay na dakila.
~Nancy Kay Lee~
(1712-1752)
Boston, Massachusetts
Herein lies a lady by the name of Nancy Kay Lee
Who just climbed a very tall tree.
A twig caught up her dress 'round
And she just fell all the way down.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
10.4.2014
Shab-e-visal kay lamhoon ki wooh muntashir sochain
Meray naseeb ko dasti raheen wooh baykhabar sochain,
Bahut say khawab suhanay nazar main youn tahray
Meray zehan main bhatakti raheen wooh raat bhar sochain,
main jan paya na teray khayaloon kay samundar ko
Meray kareeb hi tehreen theen wooh hamsafer sochain,
Wooh lamhay jo sari duwaoon kay thay raigan guzray
Meray khayalon main machalti raheen wooh muatbar sochain,
yeh jazba kaisa tha jo tujh ko kareeb la na saka
Meri tarha bhi toti theen wooh bay assar sochain.
Raat guzray gi tu rakh layna bharam ajj kay baad
Hum na ayen gay kabhi shehar main teray ajj kay baad
Woh teray sheroon aur gazloon main mera khoo sa jana
Ab na parh payen gay dewan teray ajj kay baad,
Mujh ko lafzoon main saja kay jo kabhi likhy thay
Honthoon pay woh geet na ayen gay teray ajj kay baad
Sham aye gi tu pher chand bhi batlay ga hamain
Woh na jhankay ga kbhi ghar main teray ajj kay baad.
Her bedding’s a damp soggy sight
Kay’s bathed in sweat night after night
She’d discovered the cause
It’s the darned menopause
Now fifty the timings just right!
For Kay – happy 50th! ( I have never met this lady but was asked to help write 50th birthday poems for her ... I asked her friend for some info to work on and night sweats was one of the things I was told)
6/30/18
"i know a formost designer called Mary Kay
Well,i know she was born in the month of may
but i cant remember the day
you know,she worked as an apprentice
in one of my big designer shops
sssh! hey! dont let them know what i did say
before i get one of Mr. Butchers shops
At the end of the month i give her her pay
she doesnt even wait she just jumps into the ray
Plase dont tell anyone this
back then i used to refer to her as miss
Just to recieve a hug and if possibly a kiss
Or fall into her vague rounds of hiss.
One day i proposed to her in a wonderful manner
On the day of our wedding there was a wedding
Performing at at the event was Tony Montana
we named our first child brandy
cos she loved to crush candy
and she loved our dog mandy,
we lived together in the south in a city so sandy"
Ang iyong kariktang lubhang bumighani
Niring puso kong ‘di marunong Kumasi;
Siya ring imaheng gumanti- pighati
S'yang naglaho't dahil niring pagkasawi.
Hindi sa kita ay aking sinisisi
Sa bukas sa balanang aking nasapit;
Hindi sa naglilo ang iyong pagkasi.
Kundi, Siguro, pag- irog mo'y napatid!
Kirot man sa dibdib ang naging hantungan,
Ang noo'y paraisong pagmamahalan,
M.J. ay sa dagli ng iyong pagparam
‘Di ko maatim na sa iyo'y dumamdam.
‘Di mo man hustong natalastas sa akin;
Marahil ako'y naging mitya ng lahat;
Ang kabuoang ako ang naging dahil
Na iyong diwang paglisan ay naganap.
Kung kaya, sa positibong haka- haka
Na ngayo'y sa puso aking nakakatha,
Pabayaan mong umintindi't umasta
Na sa lipon ng sakit, INTINDI KITA!
It is college visit day! I am the adult in charge.
Taking eighteen sixth graders, some rather large.
They get off the bus and try to keep up with me.
I’m the old one, but filled with enduring energy.
We tour the dorms, the campus, the bookstore and such.
They are limping as we climb steps, some very much.
Keep up! I yell, in a happy, exuberant carefree kind of way,
Glad they cannot keep up with me – an old woman who’s gray.
We finally get to the end of our tour, and are shown a video.
They show them how to dress from side to side, head to toe.
Specifically show fuzzy socks and sandals and say this is not the right way.
One points to my feet and yells “Hey! Look at Miss Kay!”
They all look and snicker and laugh and one passes some gas.
I am glad they can have such fun, so I give them a pass.
I am wearing my fuzzy socks and my crocs, a bit of a fool,
But I am not limping as we get on the bus to return to school.
Written 6-28-2011
Contest: Fuzzy socks and crocs
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
The child was telling the wildest story imaginable.
I was in a special education class, and he was in second grade.
The story included bombs and fires and explosions.
He was totally animated as he told it.
The rest of the class was enthralled, transfixed.
He said “Everybody died!”
I said “What about Tommy?”
Tommy is his best friend.
“Except Tommy.”
“What about Susie?”
“Except Susie.”
“What about me, did I die?”
“No, we saved you,” he told me.
His teacher had come back into the classroom.
“What about Mrs. Schmidt?”
He looked at me sternly and said “We can’t save EVERYBODY, Mrs. Kay!"
Mrs. Schmidt knew that he loved her.
I knew that he loved her.
Our eyes met and we started laughing.
We reminded each other of that moment often.
Every single time, we had a little laugh.
I was always so solitary
Confined to myself, it was customary.
I liked the quiet and being alone,
Until that night I saw you.
Sitting at that table I knew I felt you.
Chilling with my ladies took a strange twist.
We got to talking and soon you felt it too.
Now my lonely days wouldn't be missed.
You became my best friend,
Promised that we'd be close till the end.
I tried not to think "he's too good to be true."
And for a while you fooled both of us too.
I felt so much joy when you held me.
I felt so much love when you kissed me.
I loved every second and every flaw,
And you were my angel, that's what you never saw.
We spent so much time together,
I warned you it would tear us apart.
You told me you would never tire,
You told me you would never quit,
On me, and on us.
And you were my only desire
I love you, I loved you, that's it!
I knew bliss like this would not last,
But, oh, I still had my hopes.
We got in that fight.
I knew it was through.
You didn't believe me,but..now you do.
You changed inside, I don't blame you.
I wanted to beg you to stay.
I wanted to scream out " I love you don't go."
But I didn't
And I've lost you.
My fault.
And no matter what I do,
I can not erase you.
Hard as I try,
You're always on my mind.
I loved you
And you loved me,
But we got lost
And you haunt my dreams.
I thought I could just forget you,
Move on and leave you in the past.
But I see as I sit here writing,
That obviously......I CAN"T!!
Corporal Angela (Ange) Birgit Kay
28July 1985 29 April 2015
I Met this girl in 2011
But alas she has gone to heaven
She was a great girl
And a Yorkshire lass
Far too young
For her too pass
When we were down
Ange was there
Now for your family
We send this prayer
A daughter a Sister
A fiancé and friend
But we all know
Its not the End
You have now gone
To see others past
In our minds
You will always last
Football was but one passion
And so was Tug o War
A real talent representing the Corps
A true spirited girl who
Strived for the best
Now you can be laid to rest
Ange you will sure be missed
Up in heaven getting Pxxxed
Look after those that went before
And remember its not a chore
Rip our dear Ange
Even if we called you flange
It was a pleasure to have served with you
Even now Im feeling blue
You were the best a friend could ask for
Please save us a place at heavens door
Until that day we meet again comes
Fly with those angels in the sky
And let us worry about the Why
R.I.P Angela Kay gone too young