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Girl are born. But not every time they are lucky enough to live. Many a times they are killed by their families who were expecting a boy child.
This poem captures dreams of a girl child. Her dream revolves around getting love, affection, acceptance from her parents but these dreams can never be fulfilled. Her destiny has something else in store for her.
Poem – My stupid little Dreams.
(Some dreams are never meant to be fulfilled)
My dream is to be born cuddling in my mother’s arms and staring in her eyes,
My dream is spending my childhood hopping in my father’s lap,
My father tickling me until I cry out of joy,
My dream is feeling my mother’s soft tender lips, as she kisses me wishing me
goodnight,
My dream is enjoying weekends hopping on my father’s back;
As he play a horse and I a brave knight,
My dream is to fall down, bruise my leg and watch my mother rushing out for me,
My dream is spending endless nights sitting beside my father,
His hands coiled around my neck, re-living my favorite bedtime stories,
My dream is treading on roads shimmering with sun rays escaping from canopy of trees that leads nowhere,
My dream is racing down endless streets crowded with people; teeming with life;
Happiness, fervor and excitement spread everywhere,
My dream is to live, prosper and watch all these and thousand other dreams come true,
But I won’t live long enough, so bye-bye dreams; I bid you adieu,
I have committed a sin, as grave as a crime,
My family needed a boy, but I am born a girl child,
My dreams, my wishes will stay alive with me till I am in my mother’s womb,
Seconds after I am born; they will travel with me to my final destination – my own personal tomb.
If born; No respect, no acceptance would have been the saga of my life,
Thanks to my father, he saved me, by taking my life.
No time for my dreams, I died paying for my sins,
Once born; I was send on a long vacation in some local dustbin.
I was born like a flower that could bloom and thrive
But I was plucked as a bud, never allowed to ripe,
Not only me there are thousands more lying in rains,
Moaning in pain, their blood gushing down the drains,
No more dreams, no more wishes just one cry,
O God! It’s enough. Please no more girl child.
I'm Heavier than the walls of a writers block
Hotter than a favelas summers clock
I'm Rougher than sand paper, hanging on a carpenters sock
Distanced like lands separated at sea
step in these 11 and a half's , so i can show you what it takes to be free.
You once said it still hurt! I was dead!
You once said love, and i ****ed up.
I wish you would of read,
Me , as cool and empty as my breathe and lungs.
I should have woke up when your love rung.
I shouldn't lose, but it feels right to fail.
In war and love their is no mercy in this jail.
For us id move the gun for the canine to score,
yet, I've never met a person id try losing for.
"I got the blues ladies and gentlemen.
A round of an applause for our fine men playing tonight.
I have a love story to tell you about.
Its a bout a fine man, who was no different from you.
Yet, this man was a whole lot different."
He was strong, with a vision holding his nuts and nothing mattered.
So even the liquid couldn't get to his bladder
Maybe a brother, maybe a son, maybe a close friend,
it doesn't matter who or what only when it ends.
There comes a time in a mans life, where he is living and not looking.
It is then where he feels free and forgets about her first cooking.
In you i have faith my god, my mother and father.
It isnt much to say,
its just doesn't feel right to still feel love in 100 shades of gray
Im lifting the writers walls and cooling the sun with the moons clouds.
Ill pray i never lose this much.
Life is good, but shell never answer to tell me why she was so out of touch
No time, nor dimension,
can show what hes feeling,
another day it may be easier to take a break from this grieving.
Good night ladies and gentlemen,
i just pray you show her this note tonight.
Giving me a breathe, gazing into this uneasy nyc sight.
Ive learned to live without air and only with my memories of the world ,
you were so beautiful and pure on the first date as u smiled and twirled
"By then the young man turned into a gray angry man,
no tear could he drop,
Its then the girl played the music of love and he finally let his ego drop"
The heavens opened up and gave the young man reason to live,
she was back again, and he was stoned and passive.
Trying to catch his mental, he grabbed her tight, he lost his mind for one more time
to never forget her smell on that Bronx night.
Form:
Yes, spring has sprung and the bat phone is ringing.
Dragon is at it again! He grabbed his cape! No kidding!
Wouldn’t you know! Here we go, with his eyes to the sky.
Look out bad guys! He’s soaring up in the air, so say bye-bye.
In this case there was a fire, some place, Dragon was needed NOW!
A little girl lost in a fire so hot, and no one can find her, somehow!
So Dragon came in, flew right in, but she wasn’t anywhere on top.
The basement next, there she sat balled up, real close, & so scared.
She was protecting her kittens and a momma cat! And she was in tears!
Dragon to the rescue! He saved all the little ones, huddled in great fear.
He pushed them outside through the basement window, isn’t he a dear?
Tho he naturally, wouldn’t fit through that window, that was so near!
He climbed slowly up the steps, where the house was totally engulfed.
But, never fear, he’s a Dragon, my dear, flames simply don’t bother him.
He got to the back door, as a volunteer fireman, totally hosed him down.
Literally, ALL the way down, to the basement again! HEY! Silly Clown!
The fireman, the Sheriff of Crazyland, was trying to hold the hose, tight!
Out of control, he blew Dragon, back down in the hole! Until, the others…
Could grab it away! The Sheriff of Crazyland, still wanting to be helpful…
He took the little girl and cats to her Mom! So HE was called the hero!
He got a photo taken, for a newspaper spread, as Yep! Here we go again!
By the time Dragon got out, few were about, as the fear had gone away.
And Dragon’s chance to be a hero, well that too, had flown far, that day.
Now, WE ALL KNOW, the great thing he, absolutely, himself, had done.
Later, he’d leave the mascot title behind, to become a Full Fledge Fireman.
But he wouldn’t be there to receive it, until later that next day, you see…
For now, he’s too busy, chasing the Sheriff of CrazyLand, all over the place.
And guess what! He made the front page under the Hero Sheriff, that said…
“That Crazy Dragon! Guess What? He’s at It AGAIN… Chasing the Hero!”
But Don’t Worry, I made him a New Cape! And I called the newspapermen.
So he got a correction, on what happened, along with news of his promotion!
Next day, Umm, on the very LAST page. Oh, Well! Sigh! Can’t win them all.
But you and I… We will always know… The End
Verse A:
Oh how you've honed rebellion, made an art of breaking rules
Just to garner my affection, but I didn't have the tools
(And I never suffered fools - no I never suffered fools)
I loved you with my diligence and bent my back to make
A bridge of opportunities and a path for you to take
(Cleared a passage for your sake - yes a passage for your sake)
Chorus A:
Can you see it, in the mist
There on high - there on high?
There's an arch, heaven-kissed
In the sky, the hazy sky
You may not see it now
But I built it strong with love
And one day it will hold you
Bye-and-bye, bye-and-bye
Yes, one day it will hold you
Bye-and-bye.
Verse B:
Oh I know how I've failed you in many ways I can't explain
We'll never have a friendship - I've caused you so much pain
(So many wounds remain - yes so many wounds remain)
Still I love you to my marrow, with a magnitude, profound
And I built a span, enduring, so you'd walk on solid ground
(So you'd be safe-and-sound - yes so you'd be safe-and-sound)
Chorus B:
Can you see it, in the night
There on high - there on high?
There's an arch, burning bright
In the sky, the somber sky
Perhaps you can not see it
But with love, it long endures
And one day it may save you
Bye-and-bye, bye-and-bye
Yes, one day it may save you
Bye-and-bye.
Verse C:
Oh I know my life is waning, and my faculties are weak
My strength is failing daily, and I've lost my grand physique
(Now my prognosis is bleak - yes my prognosis is bleak)
And though I can not tell you how I feel before I go
I know someday you'll cross that bridge, and then, my son, you'll know
(Just how much I love you so - yes how much I love you so)
Chorus C:
Can you see it, through the storm
There on high - there on high?
There's a refuge, safe and warm
In the sky, the windy sky
I know that you can't see it, but have faith that it is there
I molded it with these two hands, with kindness, love and care
So every time you need a bridge you'll know that I am there
To carry you to safety
Bye-and-bye, bye-and-bye
Yes, to carry you to safety ...
Bye-and-bye.
(Repeat Out)
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Bridge Over Troubled Waters" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Judge & Sponsor.
I can't lie lie lie lie li- lie
I wanna wanna wanna get get get what I want
Don't stop
Give me give me give me what you got got
Cause I can't wait wait wait
any more more more more
Don't even talk about the consequence
Cause right now you're the
only thing that's making any
sense to me
And I don't give a damn what they
say, what they think think
Cause you're the only one who's on my mind
I'll never ever let you leave me
I'll try to stop time for ever,
never wanna hear you say goodbye
(bye bye goodbye)
I feel so untouched
Want you so much some how
That can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
goin' crazy from the moment I met you
Untouched
And I need you so much
See you, breathe you, I want to be you
Alalalala alalalala
You can take take take take take time time
To live live the way you gotta
gotta live your life
Give me give me give me all of you you
Don't be scared
I'll see you through the
loneliness of one more more more
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Don't even think about what's right
or wrong, wrong or right
'Cause in the end it's only you
and me and no one else is gonna
be around
To answer all the questions left behind
And you and I are meant to be
so even if the world falls
down today
You've still got me to hold you up up
And I will never let you down (down)
I feel so untouched
want you so much some how
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you
I feel so untouched right now
need you so much some how
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you
I feel so untouched right now
And I want you so much some how
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
Been goin' crazy from the moment I met you
And I need you so much
This song is for you Ed Owens BABY!!!!
•COPYRIGHT- poetess-MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE , MOM
……………………….
I LEAVE , NOT LIVE
…………………………………
I leave my old-broken-shelter………
forever and ever……………….
I do not live there…………………
when I left it………….
at that last time……..
I put there……………….
two pictures……………
one was of my late – younger- brother’s photo……………….
and another was of my late-parent’s photo………..
now , after one year……….
I am in this shelter…………………….
yes , again , present here……………………..
I watch that both picture are damaged……………..
on the damp-wall……..
their colour -full-print- faces are not seen clearly ,………..
by my both-twins-eyes…………………
I take both – pictures of them…………
and then , keep in my side-bag , with care………..
yes , then I hear…………….
my childhood – name……………
from my parent’s picture…….
‘’ ANJU ‘’…………………………
and also from my 3 years younger-brother’s picture……….
‘’ DIDI ‘’…………………….
then I look at all…………………
I feel their unseen-touches………………
also I watch their smiles ……
which were full with sadness………………..
yes I lost them , many years ago……………..
now I remember them , in my hidden-mind……………………..
yes , today is 31st December , 2015 , Thursday…………………….
I resale my past-shelter to a new customer……………..
and , now it become their – new – happy- shelter…………………
and , now , I am mrs. De…………………….
I salute to my once upon a time’s happy-shelter……………………….
and also say , ‘’ good-bye ! ‘’………………………..
yes , also it says , ‘’ o . k. ………………………….
bye – bye ‘’………………………………………
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….COPYRIGHT-POETESS-
MRS. ANJALI DENANDEE , MOM
……………………………
THE HAPPY NEW YEAR
………………………………………..
today is the happy new year………………
1st January , 2016 , Friday………………………….
I am mrs. De…………………………….
I create this poem………………..
I hope that it will gift me …………
the high-fame………………..
I know that for it …………
the whole universe will love me………………………………
in their mind , I shall take my ever-seat……………………….
in their every-heart-beat…….
I will stay………..
yes , I am the poet , mrs. anjali denandee,mom……………………………
the endless will say , …………..
‘’ hey ! you MOM !....................
you are most welcome , in me ; welcome !…………………..
I love you !...................
too-too-too…………………….
yes , you are ever-new ‘’……………………….
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Dedicated to a disorder I call as my own: It's called the OopsieDoosie haha (:
Guiltiness leaves me numb and dumb
Addictions fade and addictions cumb
I just don’t know why I’m so brainwashed
By the technology of 2016…my voice is hushed…
In poetic language because the world doesn’t read enough
Things are getting quite rough and I’m trying to be tough
I gave in to my lusts…
It’s like untrusted trusts
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Dreariness leaves me instead…
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Drowzy and lazy
I am busy and crazy
I can’t afford
Being bored
Holding the laptop in my lap
Until I found out…sick crap
And I will change the subject
I am a wandering insect
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Dreariness leaves me instead…
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Sex is a drug in my mind’s eye
I wave bye-bye to that shy guy
I was long ago…
Well, the wicked wind still blows…
Yeah, I know…
Well, the blessed breeze glows…shows…
Cuz I rept what I sow…
No one cares though
They don’t mind seeing me in pain
In this healing rain, d-d-driving me insane
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Dreariness leaves me instead…
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Weariness leaves me with dread
I’ve been going insane inside my head
Emptiness inside of my head
No thots…just colors instead
And I am indecisive Gemini…
I can’t deny or simply lie…
I daydream all day
And I sleep at night…
Only sometimes in a way
I seek His light flight (His easy-going spirit to glide like an airplane in the sky)
Sometimes, I cry myself to sleep
Becuz of my lack of sleep, I weep…
These scars are so deep – I am a creep
But, a happy-go-lucky geek…
And soon to be on fleek…
24 years between 22 yards,
Records being made like palace of cards,
He is one who breathes cricket,
A player, whom no opponent can hate.
He plays cricket only, thinks everyone...
But playing with nos. Is his real fun..
His achievements are his identity,
He's a true legend in reality.
663 Matches,34357 runs,100 tons,154 fifties,200 wickets are enough to call him sir,
He's no other than SACHIN TENDULKAR..
Records are so, that can be written an encyclopedia,
Most times news, was he for media.
Head is at seventh sky, still feet at ground,
Kept every responsibility brilliantly, it is found.
Our Indian soil was blessed on 24 april 1973, when he born.
That day was for Indian cricket, a new dawn.
Family supportive, start training at 11,
His focus being perfect, that's why he has today heaven..
On 15 nov 1989, he came whirling his bat,
At 16, before pakistan, he was like before lion, a rat.
May start was bad, but determination was atmost,
Passing all hurdles, he reached the coast.
Then fours and six and runs and records.
Oh my goodness! Everyone has to laud..
Time was departing, so were players,
But immotile as hill, he was there,
What he cannot do was unanswerable,
His story in future become fable.
Those watching him play at childhood, share field with him,
But wrinkles in his performance was never seen..
Equalling Billgates' income he won hearts.
He was the whole piece, but then also considered himself a part..
Father's wish was to be a good human,
Now every father want such son.
Every thing achieved, giving father tribute asked-' Have i made it large? '
May height so small but deed so enlarge..
But every good thing comes to an end,
And so does when our legend descends.
With brim on head, tricolour in hand.
Touches the pitch, saying I did my job, my sand...
Make everyone happy when he bats,
Now tears in every eyes, but everyone pats..
The god of cricket, jesrsy no.10......
This passion, determination, stamina, spirit & much more we'll see when? ? ?
In India, 'Its Impossible' is replaced by 'Its sachin'
Your Father must be proudly saying-'my son, u win'
The ladder he climbed, no one can reached,
Bye-Bye Sachin, How to be perfect, to us, You only teach! ! ! ! !
Say bye-bye to these:
"Hold, please." (Hold what?)
Typewriter Repairman Ads
"Dial this number..." (What's 'dial?')
Down-time... Offline
Compliments (Complaint Departments have swallowed them up).
"Mail me your resume."
Shame, and its cousin, Guilt
Pay Phones and Phone Booths (Sorry, Superman)
Cash (esp. pennies)
"How do you do?" (How do I what?!)
"Chick," "Piece," "Stacked," "Hot Number"
The Debt Ceiling
Brown Suits
Brown Fedoras
White Bread
White Big-City Mayors (in the USA)
Math Facts
Grammar & Grammar Schools
Heroes
Good Samaritans
Public Drinking Fountains (except for dogs and cats)
All but Mega-Gigantic Hospitals
Modesty
Cash Bail
Drug Busts
'Land Lines'
Gasoline-fueled automobiles
Private Health Insurance
Private Doctors
Free Museums
Disturbing the Peace
Roth IRA's (at least, Roth IRA's whose distributions are tax-free)
Peacetime Economies
Gun Laws (The Wild West roars back)
Non-Mixed Use Zoning Laws
Fair Elections (Did we ever really have them?)
Ideals, Idealists, Idealism
The 'Renaissance Man'
Daily Newspapers, Print AND Digital
The 'Weather Channel'
META
Music Majors, Art Majors, Anthropology & Sociology Majors
Cooperation
Cashiers
Receptionists
Cleaning Services
'Straight People'
Teachers
'The Four Freedoms'
Courts (You'll get a ticket and either pay or go to jail...)
Courtroom Lawyers
'Law and Order' Politicians
Non-TV Ministers
Dentures
Non-union University Personnel
Non-gated upper middle class and upper class housing
Neighborhood Watch Groups
Public Schools
Childhood
Non-government Day Care
Nursery School and Kindergarten
Free Public Libraries (You'll pay for those Drag Shows, lol!)
Free-TV
Non-Tip Services
'The Great American Novel'
The Home of the Brave -- Oops! (I mean, of the 'Guardians!')
'Lesbos' and 'Homos' (Can you believe we used those terms?!)
Marital Sex (What for?)
Foreplay (Now it's just "Fore! Here I cum!")
~ Roger Dodger, Over & Out!
Alarm clock screams, it's time to rise,
bye bye sleepy dreams, into the lows from last night's highs,
ready yourself for the line or the cubicle cage,
tell yourself you'll be fine, while you silently rage,
what new rules will come today,
avoiding the fools and the sheep that bray,
newsmen divide and your social feed echoes,
be careful with your pride or you're suffering woes,
reach for the dial and your favorite noise,
mile after mile with a secret weapon of choice,
how much longer can you keep it up,
bosses are getting younger, bereft of common sense in their coffee cup,
peso and the rupee got more value than the dollar,
dwindling value of a college degree, into the streets they scream and holler,
women acting like men and men becoming women,
asinine feelings are destroying the true feminine,
can't afford the things you want to buy,
living on a shoestring brings a heavy sigh,
us and them have increasing identity,
moans from bedlam have become normality,
T.V shows have lost the plot,
anything goes, it's nothing but rot,
advert breaks are just for big Parma,
they've got the pills for your latest drama,
another fresh face in the workplace,
someone's son or daughter sent for the slaughter,
the old are pushed aside and the youth have no pride,
tradition has begun to crumble, careful where you tread, you may tumble,
no respect for the true and too much ego for the false,
skies and seas no longer blue, people too quick to highlight your faults,
isms and phobias are handed out,
while ancient axioms are argued about,
can't help worrying about people,
hurrying and scurrying and running up the big steep hill,
so many fragile egos seeking likes and clicks,
just beggars with an empty bag of tricks,
frettin' and sweatin' what you're not gettin',
no one cares you're not thrivin' or gettin' thin,
for a cheeseburger and fries is a quick and easy meal,
instant gratification is the prize, gotta satiate the current feel,
local store sells things from foreign soil,
globalization has many hells, but who really cares of anothers sweat and cheaper toil,
keep on, keeping on, with no true goal in sight,
you're a king or a queen, not a pawn, deep down you know life isn't right.