In this city where LEDs set down the glows,
Every heartbeat adds up to what nobody knows
You said it, and I felt our friendship; gather a spark,
"One four three," you whispered and lit up the dark
Digits we carry through laughter and tears,
Cipher to our moments that decode all the years
It's all in the numbers, can you not see?
One heart beatin' for you and yours for me
Four chambers compress where it flows strong,
Three cheers for all moments where we both belong!
And when we're lost in a tangled mess,
I’ll hold your hand through every day stress
We’ll turn these figures into magical dreams—
Life’s more than numbers; ours bursts at the seams!
It's all in the numbers, can’t you see?
One heart beatin' for you and me
Four walls crumbling, but our love stays strong,
Three cheers for a life where we both belong!
Here’s to forever—a promise so true:
Count on my love; it adds up to “you.”
Through every equation of joy and strife—
It’s "143"—the sum of our life!
Categories:
leds, i love you,
Form: Lyric
Stoned out of concentration, my eyes stared deep into the padded grey church walls, ambient coloured lights flashed through the tinted windows dancing up the ceilings, and tunes of melodious worship shadowed past my ears.
I never wanted a cut on my body. "you have a cyst in both ovaries and it requires prompt surgery." The doctor's words eluded my thoughts, fleeting like flickering LEDs.
I wanted a miracle desperately. Shattered in tears, I spoke to God, asked him to heal me,
to give me a first-hand embrace of his mercy and I'll share mine too.
Faith is a mix of troubles and losses, dreams on hold, hurts and tears. But with it, God sends a blanket of stability. One month later, the test came back negative. I testified.
Categories:
leds, blessing, celebration, change, emotions,
Form: Free verse
The tiny specks grow titanic tension.
They’re often harmless,
Google consoles her.
Yet a rare chance burns beyond solace.
Is it a harbinger of retinopathy?
Will her eye-LEDs illuminating soul be burnt out?
Will tomorrow be void of light and colors?
As she moves her eyes,
the eye floaters drift,
weaving a cobweb of questions.
If the sense dominating her brain fumbles and falls,
the eye sockets will be graves.
Precious sights from her memory lane will haunt her.
She loathes retreating into the dark burrow
like a greater bandicoot rat in the daytime.
Later,
an eye chart and a slit lamp efface her optical anxieties.
‘Life floats across a variety of blurring things,’
she muses and smiles.
Eye Floaters are spots in vision, like black or gray specks, string or cobweb.
First published in The Literary Hatchet (Issue 30).
Categories:
leds, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Is it dead or broken?
Two batteries, new...
I'm holding a lifeless body
I want... I need this to end
Mom's gift was never for me
This knot will take time to untie
Unless... I untie him myself.
I know I have the strength
But strength is useless when the will is lacking
Why bother when there's the hourglass
Everything is better with this new toy
And this time, I found exactly what I wanted so badly.
LEDs, movement and lullaby.
Categories:
leds, for her, love,
Form: Free verse
14/03/2018. Woman
The exquisite mysteries of a woman,
The soft touch of her perfect bosom.
The Rose you see on Ruby red cheeks,
The tingle you feel with each word she speaks.
A wonderous creature of infinite gifts,
Each step she takes she glides and she drifts.
Unique shape in each and every one,
Each a curvy creature of infinite sums.
Body full of grace and always amazing,
Luscious full lips are ripe for the tasting.
Silken tongue seriously teases senses,
Arousing deep awareness of lust immense.
Round and lush and ready for a slap,
Her Booty the prize under the small of the back.
Long legs finish with a bodacious bump,
Jiggling jently her soft supple rump.
A Magnificent mound leds to the cavern,
A mystery many men are unable to fathom.
Pink pearl of wisdom the unknown treasure,
Explorers are lost in a new world of pleasure.
The gentle cradle of her hip in hand,
A most glorious pleasure in all her sweet land.
Sublime at a stroke and softer to kiss,
Every inch of a woman designed for pure bliss.
Categories:
leds, appreciation, beauty, for her,
Form: Rhyme