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Coping up with life in COVID times
Shake off all your fears,
have no doubts in His might;
You have come so far,
you can still go farther;
Like a river
that traverses through rough paths;
Like a mountain
that no hurricanes can move;
Like the Sun
that shines bright every morning.
Just like the darkness
of a frightful black night;
That comes and fades,
this too shall pass;
Stop for a while;
to take a look back in time .....
So many fond memories,
take some moments to cherish;
So many happy times,
revisit and rewind;
Feel the warmth,
of goodness of hearts;
Celebrate golden events,
Reverberate;
Recall beautiful upshots,
that intensely touched souls.
Enjoy the giggles of children,
and sarcasms of your spouse;
Stay close to parents,
once so rhymed your hearts;
Lyrics of a perfect home,
tuned to your dreams;
Pursue a hobby,
tickle your taste buds;
Take some rest.
For the precious breaths;
that await.....
To seek tranquility in nature’s lap,
lose to those subtle little chirps;
To meld into the luminance of Sun,
from aurora to twilight in the sky;
No longer on a high horse,
To be a part of the vast universe.
Stand the gaff
for being unjust to beings, to nature;
Be on the guard
and follow the rules;
Be with the warriors
redress the wrongs;
Show some mettle,
and you can fight fire with fire.
Written May 9, 2020
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Edges edging the already on edge,
But calm and restraint is the pledge.
“Patience, child, this too will pass.”
Why is patience mine, but that guy’s an ass?
“We don’t measure ourselves
Based on others actions or thoughts.”
Therein lies a truth;
No judgment of dirtiness while covered in spots.
But question I do why he proudly trots,
While I suffer patience’s patient rot.
Balance, I thought, was the cosmic constant,
So I wonder who will be the good when I dip.
Not that I’m *that* good, but I only sip,
Lightly, gently on anger where others trip.
Now that I wonder, maybe I am the bad…
Taking stock of good, weighing against the ill-will I’ve had.
Maybe I am the bad, just a tad,
Which makes me madsad more so than glad..
Perhaps, however, it can be aimed?
Maybe bad should have bad maimed?
If I’m tainted anyway, perhaps I should be bad for good in a Holy Name,
Like Amalekites when Israel was restless and needed tamed.
And I am already restless, as a bat in the night.
So sic wicked on wicked to give them a fright.
As they say, “fight fire with fire”
And lucky for us, I’ve already built the pyre.
“Karma’s a b****”
…yes, I suppose
the phrase rings a bell…
But why be afraid
if the deal for a life made
Already ends in hell?
Twinkling stars in courtyard light up the sky,
On an absolutely dark moonless Diwali night ,
Sprit of festival comes in alive !
Everyone looks glamorous, in best of attire,
Colourful lights and candles glow bright,
Twinkling stars in courtyard light up the sky !
Warm Embrace puts an end to enmity and satire,
Sets off every mood exactly right,
Spirit of festival comes in alive !
Colour display of crackers, no fight fire with fire,
Exchanging sweets and gifts gain new height,
Twinkling stars in courtyard light up the sky !
Beauty in ideas beyond diamonds and sapphire,
Vast hearty emotions walk in equal delight,
Spirit of festival comes in alive !
Return of Lord Ram to Ayodhya we celebrate,
Worship of Goddess Luxmi, prosperity to plight,
Twinkling stars in courtyard light up the sky,
Spirit of festival comes in alive !
Written on 7/5/14
Sponsor- Charlotte puddifoot
Unparalleled power
Unparalleled opportunity
Opportunity of a lifetime
Opportunity to dream a dream
Dream that isn't utopian
Dream of a peaceful world
World of yours and mine
World devoid of hate
Hate for hate's sake
Hate engendered by ignorance
Ignorance by fools
Ignorance so tragic
Tragic stupidity
Tragic mess seeping deep
Deep inside the core of the soul
Deep in our hearts
Hearts that incessantly bleed
Hearts that inexhaustibly weep
Weep a river
Weep a floodgate of tears
Tears that can't be stopped
Tears that can't be hidden
Hidden for long
Hidden behind a veil
Veil of unfathomable secrecy
Veil concealing a flurry of emotions
Emotions that flow like a stream
Emotions so visceral
Visceral fears
Visceral pain
Pain no medicine could ever dull
Pain with white-hot intensity
Intensity so searing
Intensity so overwhelming
Overwhelming sense of unease
Overwhelming power
Power to corrupt
Power to entrap
Entrap anyone
Entrap me in various ways
Ways uncountable
Ways destructive to us all
All of humanity
All who live and breathe
Breathe air and life
Breathe fire and passion
Passion to fight fire with fire
Passion to fight for a change
Change!
Fire!
Date written and posted: 10/07/2018
The words of destruction, comes from a heart full of anger, and pain,
and when we fight fire, with fire, then we are also to blame.
In a world of many negative thoughts, feelings and actions, you see,
the goodness of the Lord, should show through, you and me.
Forgiveness and understanding, goes a long way,
while patience, and kindness, saves the day.
It’s not always easy, on the receiving side,
to stand in goodness and there abide.
To speak back life, when you’ve been given death,
with words of encouragement in every breath.
What others think, feel, say and do,
should never bring the negative out of you.
Somethings doesn’t even deserve a reply,
unless you’re hungry for a piece, of their negative pie.
Softly, she lobbed the serve across my heart
it fell harmlessly on my arm
Intended not to tear me apart
only a harbinger of harm
Her game gained traction soon enough
darts and arrows whizzing ‘cross the net
Stung my forehead where I once was tough
her ringing accusations captured the first set
My counsel – my coach – gave me his advice
not to fight fire with fire, which never works
He’d seen it fail not once, but twice
wouldn’t let me look like a jerk…
Alas and alack, to no avail, as a forehand smash
won her the trophy, the kids, and all my cash
AMERICA NEEDS AN INTELLECTUAL GANGSTER AT THE CONTROLS
His father, and his rogue friends were keeping him a
Float. He is a sucker and a lame for
Russia and Putin can sink his boat,
His goofy American followers. Don’t know doo-doo.
Democrats are baffled, and so is his wife...
Good america needs a gangster granny in their life.
Fight fire with fire stop being so nice.
You can’t put your kitten in a dog fight.
Americans,are in a gunfight and brought a knife .
They give you nonsensical riddles and watch
you try n make sense out nonsense.
First, if the gig was rigged it means he’s illegit,
so your goofballs let him sit.!?!!
Only one-side is playing by the rules.
Yall talking bobbleheads are yapping,
When you should be GANGSTA RAPPIN’.
Sometime you have send for that retired
''UNCLE’’from the hood- the hood law-LAWYER,
to be understood.
HOODLUM CUM LAUDY.
NO MORE MR. N MISSES NICE GUY.
American’s, you need an OG ,in your life.
Stop WORSHIPPING the one ...that rhymes with ditch,
that you think is rich,
who’ll not throw you a bone.
KEEP'N you distracted til ’
America’s gains are gone.
SEE IT CLEARLY, OR MERELY CLEAR,
We need our OGs at the control or;
WATCH AMERICA DISAPPEARED.