Fond Poems

Rut of Perspective

Are you going to drive after this rain,
Maybe you should wait for it to dry, 
For you will only slide into the same old rut, 
Burrowing this rut deeper and deeper, 
It will guide your tread but at a cost,
The deeper you go the higher the risk,
Risk of being stuck in this rut you are

Your second home my fond memories

2025.03.06 @ 06:06:06
Finally, two embroidery projects that I have finished.
One to keep and one to give.
A cute building appeared underneath this poem.
Inside, along the L shaped benches,
He sat at the desk, surfed on the internet,
And comfortably crossed his long, lower legs.
His second home was embroidered
On a simple white material,
The red galvanized walls on top,
Housing the

Embroidery his 2nd home

Yesterday, at Maker Space, I completed
Embroidering the image of your second home,
And you were sitting in there alone.
I also added embroidery of the poem,
Titled 2024.7.29, the first poem I posted
The one being featured on the Poetry Soup home page once.
I also included a popular poem in foreign language,
Which formed the lyrics of a movie's theme.
It

Six months of six fond memories

Six months with six fond memories.

1. Helped correct the official document.

2. Taugh me to learn how to download songs and save my corrupted USB. Firmware and privacy apps like Conversations, KeePass and Gajim.

3. Three wonderful trips to my favorite beaches.

4. Inspired me to get back knitting, piano and started embroideries and poem writing.

5. Putting lipsticks

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Fond Memories

If I could just remember 
parental love complete. 
Did they ever touch me?
My Grandma rubbed my feet.

If I could just remember,
a word of praise once said,
one kiss goodnight or pride so bright.
Just negative...  INSTEAD!

I thank them for provisions-
a home, some food, nice clothes.
But what they thought of me as me
This truth,  God only

Quite fond of summer

The sunlit days of golden hue,  
A time when skies were always blue,  
Laughter danced on every breeze,  
Climbing trees with such great ease.  

The scent of summer filled the air,  
Feet bare and free without a care,  
Hands held tight, the world so wide,  
Exploring paths with

A Fond Farewell

   The circus is over
      It’s left us forever

    Except for our memories
      ~ no 'adieu' can sever

The fond memories frozen when melt - II

_And flashes of that fond love often fire 
A silver-lined dawn’s see-through, lucid dream, 
Radiant flames of heart-felt young desire 
Leap to burn bright and in no time turn grim, 
And prompting my pallid pride to perish, 
My swollen-self dashes down and dwindle, 
Threads of hope floating against flow like fish, 
What a dawn's dream

The fond memories frozen when melt - I

I still recall those two large probing eyes 
Framed on somewhat lean-looking oval face 
That had failed to get fair feedback from me, 
Me, a shy guy in matters feminine 
In a temple of reading stacked with tomes. 
Her eyes perhaps pretended whilst to read 
In a sea of students and engrossed heads, 
One head,

Funny resolutions of the new year

Christmas does not come alone,                                                  

Kindness

She always falls for boys
Who only ever
Show kindness 
In its shallowest form. 

She has not seen 
The depths of what
Kindness could hold.

Fond Memories

I remember when we used to vote
     at that time people also wrote
       books, letters, diaries of their thoughts
   But none of that in school today is taught

Fond Farewell

With a heart heavy with sorrow 
To know you gone into eternal night
I bid you farewell

With a head full 
Of wonderful memories of you
I bid you farewell

With the hope of seeing you again
In the glory of God
I bid you farewell

Your soul has left your body
But it hasn't deserted my heart

I bid you farewell
But I will

A Found Fond Spiritual Love-

Converged
Felt an instant connection
You, I, we recognize each other's souls.
Love for each other is unconditional.

A found fond spiritual love
Attunement eye contact so intense
Intense seems psychic like a telepathic 
The connection feels empathic
Whether you experience empathy physically or cognitively

A found fond spiritual love

 So destined we both, in turn, can give each other love and 
So

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