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Premium Member Caring For My Mother - a Letter To a Loving Friend

I sit here alone...wondering...how much longer this...and in hearing 
the question a silent icy fear blankets my body...the answer would 
come wearing both masks...tragedy...comedy...this is my life. with
freedom comes death...it hangs over me like a Mexican piñata filled 
with chocolate covered blades...so each day firmly slipped into 
neutral I exist...barely a choice to live...so I ask myself...how
did I get here...the answer comes thundering from up above...
a dead poet speaks...son that is the path you chose at your fork 
in the road... you don't argue the truth...you just throw cold water on 
your face...no...you step into a frigid shower...cleanse your thoughts
...stand in defeat happy to feel something even if it is just the pain of 
your nerve endings screaming...soaking wet and naked is the only life 
you presently afford yourself...there is no one to hear your tears...
what little sound they make rolling down your cheeks...they are not 
self pitying but rather wanting...of a loss so deep...what in your own 
self appreciation defined you...you want back your art...it...that so 
often led you back to the promised land...still you are not that hot 
headed fool you once were...you will not stand on the mountain only 
to shatter the tablets with their ten commandments...a cooler head 
prevails...so you think...like a soap opera...these are the days of my
life...I am strong and vibrant...yes I am and I will walk as slowly as I 
must towards my light and yes I will come out the other side a better 
man for this. 

08~01~2015
Armand


Premium Member Rural North Dakota

Rural North Dakota, fields and scattered farms.
Social distancing in peace, we all bear arms.
I live in the central flyway for all ducks and geese.
No locked doors or hidden keys, dogs and guns keep the peace.

Winters are long and cold, we are left alone to freeze.
Spring brings forth the long awaited Summer's early warm breeze.
It's a bit flat here, some beautiful rolling hills.
Only farmland and open country, plenty of nature's frills.

Four wheelers and a side by side, a couple of dirt bikes for the kids.
Unwanted visitors do not come, the law of this land forbids.
Absolute freedom, fields of corn and the edible bean.
My world is far out of reach, from the Covid 19.
Form: Rhyme

Friends Forever No Matter What

Friends forever, no matter what,  
Two souls entwined in a sacred plot.  
Twenty years of laughter and tears,  
A tapestry woven through hopes and fears.  

He, a sage with stories to share,  
She, a spark, with dreams in the air.  
Different paths, yet side by side,  
In the garden of friendship, they both abide.  

Through sunlit days and stormy nights,  
They found their way, igniting lights.  
In smoke shops and dog parks,  
They painted their world with vibrant marks.  

When tempers flared, the thunder rolled,  
Explosive moments, fierce and bold.  
She’d break tables, throw phones out the way,
He’d tremble with anger, words in dismay.  

Yet after the storm, the calm would return,  
With laughter and hugs, their hearts would learn.  
For every clash, a deeper embrace,  
In the dance of their friendship, they found their place.  

Then came the news, a shadowy fight,  
Cancer whispered, stealing the light.  
But through the darkness, their bond held tight,  
A beacon of hope, a flickering light.  

He faced the battle with courage and grace,  
She stood by his side, a steadfast face.  
In the quiet moments, they shared their fears,  
With laughter and love, they dried each other’s tears.  

Years may pass, and seasons may change,  
But the heart of their friendship will never estrange.  
For in every struggle, in joy and in pain,  
They found a connection that would always remain.  

So here’s to the years, the memories spun,  
To the laughter, the tears, and the battles won.  
Friends forever, no matter what,  
In the tapestry of life, they’re forever caught up.
Form: Rhyme

As Long You Love Me

As long as your love resides within me, all else fades into insignificance, my love
With you by my side, a sanctuary of safety, a haven from life's turbulent storms above
In your eyes, my heart finds solace, a love so pure, so true, so kind
As long as you're with me, nothing can pierce the armor of our love, our bond, our entwined hearts and mind

I promise you, my love, you'll find solace here, a refuge from the world's prying eyes
With me, you'll find everything you've ever yearned for, every dream, every desire, every sigh
As long as your love is mine, I'm bound to you, a slave to your affection, forever true
In your love, I've found my home, my shelter, my peaceful nest, where I can be myself, and rest

You're the one I've prayed for, the one I've searched for, the missing piece that makes me whole
The one who's brought light to my darkness, warmth to my soul, and love to my heart, my goal
As long as you love me, you'll swim in this ocean of devotion, this endless sea of love
Where every wave crashes with devotion, every tide rises with affection, sent from above

You're my dream come true, the best dream I've ever chased, the one that haunts my every waking thought
The one that fills my heart with joy, my soul with love, my life with purpose, my everything, my all, my sought
As long as you believe in me, you've become the missing piece that makes me whole, the one I've been searching for, my heart's desire, my love

In your love, I find my strength, my courage, my heart's desire
With you, I'm home, I'm free, I'm me, my love, my everything, my fire
As long as you love me, I'll love you forever, with every fiber of my being, with every beat of my heart
Forever and always, my love, my everything, my world, my all, from the very start.

Premium Member I Looked in America's Mirror Tonight

    I looked in America’s mirror tonight
    What I saw was only left or right
       Reflecting a nation irreparably divided
       With no desire to again be united

    I longed for a touch, just a touch, of awareness
    An admission that ‘I might once have been wrong’
        What I witnessed was unbridled aggression
        From each side, a fiercely combative song   

    I searched for a hint of humility
    A confession: ‘Maybe I don’t have all the solutions’
        What I beheld was feisty defiance
        Candidates lip-syncing dubious science 

   I hungered for clear answers to questions
   A yes that’s a yes, a no that’s a no
       What I heard was ‘MY agenda is what to invest in’
       Implied was ‘To hell’s where YOUR question can go…’

    I looked in America’s mirror tonight
    silently praying for some kind of light
       What looked back was darkling belligerence 
       accompanied by saber-rattling dissonance
Form: Rhyme


Dream of a Better Tomorrow

This is from kolkata*1,
the city of joy.
In one side lies the Taj*2,
and the other side a homeless boy.
In one end we enjoy
31st park st.*3 night,
the other end depicts,
a survival fight.
A match of eden*4,
has a crowd of a crore.
Road beggar lying,
condition critical.
no one takes him,
to the nearby hospital.

You can't draw an end
to this evil discrimination.
well, this is the story,
of our beloved nation.

This is not hatred,
but itself a fact.
This is the hightime,
for having a pact.

Day by day
we are dividing and rule,
Year after year,
we are making us fool.

So lets make this nation,
a beautiful one.
so that everyone calls us,
"the land of uprising sun"

Now please forget our,
personal sorrow.
so that we can make,
a better tomorrow









*1------ old capital of India
*2------ one of the costliest hotel of India
*3------ known for celebrating new year
*4------ Biggest cricket ground in India
© Aarya Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

All 90's and a Bag of Chips

Welcome to the 90's!
Dial-up, pogs and frosted tips.
A decade to spice up your life, 
Take a moment to reminisce

Blockbuster's and pic-a-flic's
Tamagotchi's, SNES, MSN
Slap bracelets everywhere
Burnt C'D's for your discman

Met Forrest Gump and Mrs. Doubtfire
Travelled with Thelma and Louise
Dreamed to work at Empire Records
All through the VCR, rewind please...

We cheered Tiger woods and Armstrong 
Both pre-scandal at the time
Saw McGuire's 70th home run!
Watched Gretzky retire #99

We saw Harding take out Kerrigan
and OJ Simpson try a glove,
Holyfield lost a bite of ear
and John Bobbitt lost his love

Mandela released from prison
Kevorkian went inside
We witnessed the fall of Waco
and we cried for Columbine

We said goodbye Mother Teresa 
She meet Diana up in Heaven, 
We mourned Tupac and Biggie
Cobain is forever twenty-seven

We were cool as ice at hammer time
in our baggy jeans and plaid
And we met a sheep named Dolly
So it wasn't all that baaa-d

It was the decade of Titanic
and the birth Harry Potter
Google was born in a garage
As the internet got hotter

Dance crazes and impeachments
And found out we could supersize
It ended all with Y2K
So there's the 90's, with a side a fries :)
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Journey to the Right Brain

Our brains, the experts do opine,
Have a left side, a right side, and a dividing line –
But that daunting corpus callosum
I fear to cross it - there to, here from.

I started out upon a path 
Of dedication to studying math,
A fascinating field for sure,
Its revelations beautiful and pure.

But then, you will be sad to hear
Of my unfortunate IT career.
I’ve done my time, and now I’m free,
As I can now exclaim with glee.

So how am I to spend my time?
Is there a mountain yet to climb?
I still like math’s secrets, so sublime.
Perhaps, I’ll discover a new kind of prime!

But I can hear another voice
That says I have another choice.
What is the source of this refrain?
I think it’s the right side of my brain.

Dare I cross that mountain range
To my right brain so new and strange?
There may be wonders to behold
Or even splendors of pure gold.

But, what if I should make a chunk 
Of something similar to junk,
The sound of which it makes is clunk,
The smell of which resembles skunk?

A mistake in math, like eleventy-six,
An eraser and some graphite fix - 
But for a right-brain belly-flop,
It’s me to which, I must apply a mop.

But I resolve, right here and now,
Flops won’t make me have a cow.
When everything is said and done,
The important thing is having fun.
Form: Couplet

Endure the Thorn: How To Get Over What You Can'T Get Through

Paul had to defend his apostle position
and renounce all those false convictions
yes, he may have bragged a little about his own story
the day that he saw Jesus Christ in all His Glory
but Paul's head was not too big, he was aware of his place
he was not beside himself, he kept true to the faith

a thorn in his side, a most annoying appointing
but Paul endured It all for It was his anointing
once, twice, thrice Paul to God did comment
will you not remove this thorn and take away this torment
The Lord replied to Paul, "My power is perfect in your weakness,
My grace is sufficient, accept It In meekness"

there are many things you can't get over, but God will get you through
He has a lock on every situation, just allow Him to order you
God is in control, His hand is always in the mix
and no matter what's going down, only He can fix
for The Lord will give you what you need
have patience and wait on Him to do the deed
 
a thorn in his side, a painful contemplation
but Paul endured It all without any consideration
It takes a messenger of  Satan to come and buffer thee
but Satan is God's devil and God is the only authority
yes, God has a divine plane and He's in control of everything
yes, He has a need to know plan that only He will be revealing

just don't get caught up in yourself, for God will slap you around
The Holy Spirit will convict you and knock you to the ground
you will be kept in your place, you will suffer some persecution
allow God to gain His powers through your resolutions
for there is no testimony without a test
there is no glory without some gloom
no crown without the cross
no resurrection without the tomb
God's power is in your weakness
just endure as much as you can do
and If you can't get over It 
let God get you through

bishwabinarabe bishwajon mohichhe from Tagoreweb

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(bishwabinarabe bishwajon mohichhe)

The cosmos unison delighting cosmic a flight of a heartsong
The cosmos unison delighting cosmic a flight of a heartsong
O’er the land and the seas touching ashore, the horizon and greeneries of the forests, little one
Mundane pour awakened in a splendour of muse, an ode to divinity
Mundane plethora dancing in delight of serenity.
The new season greetings of spring, renewed joy, renewed festivity , (cite)
The yellow blossoming high, the yellowish tinge in dye, buzzing yellow among garden delight 
Heard the murmur tapping the leaves , gathered up high
Chirping, among flowers in solitude , (nearby)
A gentle wind passes by , to be long in the deep blue lake of the tranquil midair
And the heartsong plays on and on, enchanting nature (to thrive)
The green and the drip. The strumming and the chirp, on a journey , very own, little by little
The riverbank and harbinger delight ashore, of words, knick knack a murmur
The passage to every corner stone, a song unsung,per new grain, new soak, new season.

The rainy season, season greetings of monsoon reign, renewed joy, renewed festivity (Cite)
 The lightning in clouds and the thunderbolt with sounds so strong, sounds farther strong 
The parable of a dancer dancing on the height of the apocalyptic ominous dancer delight.
The falls of nature, dancing with dancer cascades, falling in the fullest height. .
Lo and behold! The awakened menacing majestic solitude of the lonely palm tree, dancing with their slender array
Rousing a cacophony of calling the divine, on a morning bright!
And the breeze blowing in the dark night, a song to o carry through
The mayhem, the moonlit night struck on the darker side, a satire dancing down the horizon, on and on
The passage to every corner stone, a song unsung, per new grain, new soak, new season.

The autumn reign, season greetings of harvest among, renewed joy, renewed festivity (Cite)
Pristine, too pristine, much too pristine a lighthearted delight, garnishing too bright!
The world carass the welcome pathway of the Goddess Durga of the autumn to witness the season greeting, once again on site!

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