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My daughter is my greatest gift on earth
It's been this way since day I gave her birth
T'will be this way till day I close my eyes
and silent lie beneath the starry skies
Yet while I live, I'll treasure her embrace,
and thank the Lord for touching her with grace
I'll be content in knowledge that she's near
To sweetly calm my worry with her cheer
I'll let her guide my feeble faltering frame
What joy I feel when calling out her name
This time that's left to me, her smile will bless
I long to see her glow in wedding dress
And once my girl is settled, free from strife
When she leaves home to be a loving wife
I'll pray to see her children, every one
Then it won't matter if my days are done
For some things never change, I'm sure you see
My love for her will match eternity
A daughter is a piece of heaven's best
When she's secure and loved, my heart can rest
Eileen Manassian
To my daughter, Shereen Nataly Ghali, with all my love
I stand in the swamp by the riverbank
clutching a coin I have stolen
as my heart still beats within my breast
It is only my spirit
that has slipped away
to await the ferryman of Acheron
Charon who
skillfully pilots his skiff
from there to where it flows
into Styx
He arrives and I pay the price
He places the coin in his pocket
and grabs hold of the pole
pushing away from the shore
as I lay indolent with lament
in the bottom of the boat
the icy chill of the water
seeping through the wood
Shivering I stare at the stars
silently weeping
remembering the many wishes
I made on them that went unrealized
unheard
for the Gods must have
found me unworthy
Cerberus will step aside to admit me
heads snarling
as the snakes on his back writhe
Hades will welcome me
Or he may hand me over
to be judged by Aeacus
and plunged into the pit of Tartarus
for my many sins
to be tortured for eternity
starved and beaten
my liver eaten by birds
May he have mercy on me
this sorrowful lost soul
for all I ever wanted
was to dance
carefree and content
to the music of miracles
in the golden flower filled
Elysian Fields forever
with you
My presence in your garden is precious
as timeless treasure that radiates glowing colors
of brown, orange, pink, red, violet, white, and yellow
symbolizing everlasting love, vibrant hope, and remembrance
since I can last for a long time --- to showcase my decorative usefulness~~~
I am called Everlasting Flower with botanical name, Helichrysum bracteatum.
Growing midst full sun in well-drained soils
I am relatively pest free, yet a friend to butterflies…
My resilience is due to natural resin content I possess
acting as preservative for me to retain my God*-endowed structure
testifying triumphant existence blest along nature’s enduring artistry~~~
My common labels include Strawflower and Yellow Paper Daisy Flower.
*1 Peter 1:24-25 For All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. And this is the word which by the gospel is preached unto you.
March 11, 2024
4th place, "You're A Flower in my garden 8 to 12 lines" Personification Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Tania Kitchin; judged on 3/17/2024
Honorable Mention, "Admire a Summer Flower" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Jay Narain; judged on 5/15/2024
life is one
all of a piece
everywhere
a life of obediencr
a devotion to detail
we have
but one priest
amongst our prirsthood
of all
access through
Him
within the curtain
to stand &minister
in the Lords name
&rest
content with
the prophetic word
a sense
of divine providence
fruitfulness
peace
as we live
responsively
made
accessible
attainable&
assured
leaving justice
to God in equity
divinely authorised
at onement
covered
caring for the vulnerable
living the created way
in a pure
society
all of a piece
I walked from the office with a newfound vigor;
it was around 2:15 PM and my guts were at ease.
I'd had a good night's sleep, a good morning's work,
and a brief but vigorous workout right before lunch.
I'd put in some work in the early afternoon,
but I wasn't too busy for a 13-minute stroll around the plaza.
High sixties. The tiniest hint of a breeze. Soft, warm sunshine.
A stomach filled but not overly so.
My muscles pleased to be mildly exerted
after knowing rougher wear.
A body rejoicing in self-improvement,
traveling backwards to a younger time
even while fantasizing over what it might become.
A mind content that it can navigate its tasks without trouble,
always ready to immerse itself
in the tiniest of beautiful truths
that the world constantly presents.
A soul that sees itself on the path to God,
trusting to a happy ending even while believing
there will be much pain before then.
A heart brimming with zealous fire,
so ready to give itself to another.
And my heart-soul gasped a little in a moment of realization,
as it has at times before.
What a perfect day it is.
You have given me so very much.
And these blissful days see me on the rise,
disciplining my mind,
strengthening my body,
learning better how to guard my soul,
and watching my impatient little heart
waiting for its turn at a dream.
Oh, how perfect!
To be caught up in the halcyon perfume of fairest winter-spring,
warm in the sun and cool in the shade.
To have much, but yet still have reasonable hope
that tomorrow might be sunnier, still.
6 February 2024
Ex is gone
I am glad
I moved on
I am not sad
Ex is gone
I am content
I moved on
No resentment
Feeling excellent
Feeling exquisite
Exchanging smiles
For many miles
For many miles
For many, many miles
We were rivers apart
When you stole my heart
You tore me truly apart
but not this time…
but not this time…
but not this time…
Sometimes, I wish I was no more
Sometimes, I wish I can live a little more
I wish you were mine and so much more
I’m a hopeless romantic to the deepest core
There’s more happiness and hope in store
You’re the one I adore
I opened the corridor of my heart to you
I opened the windows of my mind for you
Not anymore…
You choked me with fake cheer
You choke me with so much fear
It appears I’m in tears..
As it truly, sincerely appears
The sky is maroon
We’ll see each other soon
But, you, never
And I’m feeling excellent
Exquisite…exchanging things so relevant
You are insignificant
You hurt me with ignorance and manipulations
I’m now in frustration in the aftermath of my abominations
I’m tested positive for being positive…
I’m no longer negative to your…let-die ways to live…
I hate you
Yet, I love you still
The things you put me through
Be still, yes, I will..
Sitting under an arbor,
Broad daylight and pondering
mind,
Cerebral thinking as of a
maestro,
But a question still unanswered,
What makes me stick onto you?
Pardon me, did you just ask me
that ??
You assuage my desires,
Protect me from annihilation,
With your atruistic attitude,
Though your work acts a
desiccant,
That dampens the ebullience,
Still your ascent is visible above
horizon,
That's what makes me stick by!
As a priestess who pays daily
morning devotion to the deity,
And as the sunshines and the
rain falls,
Quintessence of tryst, wait is
ephemereal,
Embrocating the aches, healing
of severance,
Design needed to expiate,
And rendezvous we go to the
content,
Pardon me, would you still ask
me that ??
Written on 11/12/13
For contest- pardon me , did
you just.........
they say:
we are slackers and meek
but we worked over 40 hours a week
they say:
we dont embrace or know how to use technology
but this digital age was formed by our knowledge
they say:
we contributed nothing to todays society
but it was laid by our sweat and creativity
now that:
social media is todays must do lifestyle thing
the gen x founders are its leaders and kings
now that:
ebay and amazon is beyond being a dream
it was gen x'er who made it into daily reality
now that:
into every home a computer now sits
because gen x'ers embraced and used their wits
now that:
everyone uses the world wide web
not embraced by gen x it may lay in cobwebs
do they realise:
gen x has been front and canter of the EV revolution
a need to cut carbon footprint and the air pollution
do they realise:
that the steaming of media content
gen x pioneered this common advent
do they realise:
because of the gen x fraternity
texting is a thing in todays society
do they realise:
they pioneered sharing from uber to airbnb
because gen x had the foresight to see
we now live in this wonderful digital age
because gen x took us out of analogues cage
so many of todays modern trends
you can thank the x'er gens
Sentimental rain creates puddles upon a lane of lost memories.
Gone are those malachite meadows, where we once ran free.
Clouds now reflect against intimidating soaring glass towers.
The scent of Silent fresh air, replaced by raucous toxic bustling cars.
In my childhood playground, rusty swings no longer blow in the wind,
as a medley of broken dreams and forgotten promises, haunt my mind.
I hardly recognise these taciturn faces running around like ants.
Every strangers face I see, reminds me this place was never meant for me.
As suppressed spirits slowly guide me to your final resting place,
I am finally content, knowing, you are in the company of angels.
Silent One
25 September 2018
Example for the 'lines of ten that remind you what it was like back then' contest.
impassioned thoughts linger
against the ivory folds of my flesh
with the same tones of dawn's sky
whenever you cross my mind
my heart still skips a beat
like an old forty-five
whenever our song comes on
and you sing along
with that look
of content
in your eyes
i get lost in the depths
of your gaze
as they catch mine
aglow like stars of night's skies
your voice
fades to whispers
falling soft
warmth against flesh
like a summer's breeze
its gentle touch
arouses me
i surrender
beneath the arcs
that bridge our souls
together in rhythmic pulses
of love's heartbeat
where breaths
momentarily
become breathless
again
there's nowhere
i'd rather be
than in the curls
of your arms
lingering
in the passion
of your kiss
as i drift
like a winded cloud
to sleep
02/26/2020