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The sky is Blue
Roses are Red
Love is colourless
Love is not just a four letter word
But a voyage..
My daily wish
A nameable Girl
called.......
Behind that name there is a story to be told
words to be spoken
and lastly tears to be shed
I was nothing without her
but every time I was with her I had something to say.
I knew I was not the one for her
but still I had to keep on telling her that I love her.
She heard me begging for love and never understood the love.
she heard me calling and she never answered the call
She saw me crying and crawling
but never wiped my tears or help me stand up.
That was few months ago
5 months later I'm still saying the same words.
"I love you"
I know I'm bad
not good enough for you.
but through the uncountable words i have said to you.
please give me a chance
a chance worth 6 letters...
A heart that listens is better than the heart
that says the words.
Love is near, love is near
You stayed by my side, you
Kept me company at night.
When darkness covered up the
Light.
I cried out, “Is anyone there, is
Anyone there?”
And you said,
Love is near, love is near.
Of all the places I’ve been,
Of all the people who’ve come and gone,
Love was near, love was near.
Through bad times and times that
I fall.
Harsh words were spoken, sometimes
None at all.
Love was near, love was near.
People come and people go
They made demands and put on a show.
For the words, they speak are the actions
They seek.
But you came close, you came near
And said to me,
Love is near, love is near.
You told me I’ll never be alone,
I no longer have to roam,
And that I do have a home,
Love is near, love is near.
You said to me,
“You don’t have to look or search
To be found,
Love is near, love is all around.
You came calling for me one day,
You then wiped my tears away,
You let me know there’s hope for a
Brighter day.
Love is here, love is here.
Love came close, love came near,
Love rested upon me, love is here
Love is here, love is here
Love always was right here.
Can't believe we met
In a place never been set
Can't believe we get
Drops from rain and got wet.
Raindrops in your head
I wiped and dried with open hand
You thanked me and touched my head
I blushed with my cold closed hand.
Never thought we'll get so closed
In an instant we felt up close
You wiped my tears rolling down my nose
I pinched your nose colored rose.
Dancing in the rain
Wishing it will never end
Playing under the rain
Hoping nothing comes to an end.
If I ask you now
To choose someone to be with you
Will you let me know
The lucky one to stay with you?
You winked three times
Telling me I'm the one
I winked five times
Showing you, you're the only one!
Bunch of high school memoirs
Way back when I was young
The frowns on my face
Repeats my yesterday’s youth
Cried on mom’s shoulders
Came back to what I need
As she wiped my tears
Caressed my sad fears
I had plenty of high school friends
We tasted drops of rain
As rainbow lighted up
Built our memories again
When dreams visited at night
I dreamed to be a grown-up
To see myself what I am today
It all simply explains
Dreams were seem to be right
Way back when I was young
I was starving for truth
Wanted to uncover the mask
What the world could offer for me
I didn’t understand
How petty fights turned to war
But as time changed me
I should know it by now
Found myself mumbling
I wish I could go back to my youth
Way back when I was high school
My world was too bright
But everything remains…
Time runs too fast
Hey!
I’m in love.
The gallery in my head has paintings sent down from above.
Hey!
I’ve a crush.
My thoughts, my words, my hope, my mind’s completely gone to mush.
It’s you that I love waking up beside:
You provide,
Let me inside,
Wiped my tears when I cried.
Hey!
I love it when you talk.
My legs buckle, I sit, I feel so high, my brain begins to balk.
Hey!
I love it when you hug.
I close my eyes, I float, I daze, I haze, you must be some kind of drug.
It’s you that I think of every day:
I want you to stay,
I want us to play,
Pick you up then steal you away.
Hey!
I’m in love.
The gallery in my head has portraits of my beautiful free lovely dove.
My love cars
My first rendezvous
was Honda Civic iVtec
black automatic,
1799 cc, 4 cylinders
130 bhp, torque 172Nm,
Stole my heart
speed bound no limits,
Left me for a new owner.
Shunning loneliness,
Magnetised by
his macho shape
and pearl white colour,
Graceful eye to eye
luxurious costume,
I let his lusty belt
embrace my waist,
One button start
and we were together
Adrenaline gush
to a four by four,
Off road
over tough terrain
wondered his guts....
2800 cc, 4 cylinders
178 bhp, torque 350Nm,
Pajero Mitsubishi
my passion SUV.
Five years later
as it betrayed,
My heart cried
Grief of parting .....
Toyota Fortuner
my next fortune,
D- 4D, inter cooler
Turbocharger 2982 cc
168 bhp, Torque 343 Nm
Walked into my life
tough milky white,
Hugged me dear
wiped my tears,
My next love
its exquisite walk,
I try to escape those
Green eyed monsters
those road runners....
One Land Rover
Range Rover evoque
is now eying at me,
Waiting for
another heartbreak....
Written Dec 30th, 2015
For contest "Write about cars"
Sponsor - PD A
Awarded 10th place win
it was not the creaking door that scared me so,
not the nightly thunder and that lonely crow,
what gave me shivers was jingle of anklets,
as I hid deep under cover of blankets,
they passed me by across daddy’s bedroom door,
like someone was pacing the grand marble floor!
perhaps ghost of a dancer who comes to haunt?
or was it a prank, played by my naughty aunt?
I talked to my mother to share my night fears,
she kissed me on my forehead and wiped my tears,
that night we sprayed the floor with washing liquid,
waited in my room, behind door mother hid,
past midnight then no jingling anklets were heard,
father heard the story and thought it absurd!
problem was solved when we saw Roosevelt!
the thieving neighbours cat had jingles on belt!
2nd Placement
Written 14/10/2021
Something Spooky poetry contest
Tania Kitchin sponsored
11 syllables each line!
I just walked away from him
I just didn’t want to see him cry
I know I may never come back
But I just hoped to come back
To see him, to whisper him goodbye
It is something I must do
Why am I having second thoughts?
It is settled, it is decided
I shall help the pure one
The one that was bad
He got injured and hurt
For me, just for me
Protecting me from all the bad guys
In return.., I didn’t want him to get hurt again
Because of me, because of my existence
I ran towards the door
My tears flew from my eyes to his
I closed the door hardly
Closed my eye lashes
Wiped my tears away
And left…
Intimations of Immortality (excerpt)
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, glory of the flower
We will grieve not; rather find
Strength in what remains behind
William Wordsworth
I sat to write a contest poem,
Kept hitting an impasse
When mem'ries of the brother I lost
Came through as clear as glass
As minutes turned to hours,
I relived them one by one
More than once I wiped my tears
At all the things we'd done
The time got by me quickly
Reminiscing for a while
But once my tears had all run dry
I then began to smile
I'm glad he will remain inside
Until the time I pass
And when death comes, we'll both relive
Our "splendor in the grass"
3/26/23
Daniel Turner
Steve Turner 1954-1996
I get up every day with the life I thought is mine
And before I get my share done,
watched you silently asleep and I smile
I knew that the moments of me walking alone the house is limited
So as I wait for your parades, I get things done.
I work and work and work.
My mind is filled of thoughts how
to make your life better than my yesterday.
I think of food for your day.
I think of things you can do for the day.
And I get scared of my temper getting in the way.
Again.
Our days are not always fun filled.
Not always happy. Mostly of screaming.
Yelling.
Shouting.
Fighting.
Apologies.
Fear.
And I blame myself.
I didn't grew up around a house filled
with more laughter than tears.
Tears not of joy.
There are days we were happy.
Days we were ok, but we were children
Asked to grow up too quickly
And though tough love is what it was,
Our hearts broke at times.
I know not much of what a mother's love should be
As I didn't exactly have one of my own.
We got bruises and we had scars.
Scars that soon faded and scars that never truly did.
And when I had you, I thought I would be better.
And to never give to you what I had.
But it was a lot harder than I thought.
More brutal than I thought.
My struggles are your sufferings.
My past is your present.
I see my scars slowly engraving in you.
And I cry everyday, struggling everyday.
Yet, you still look for me.
Hug me.
Kiss me.
Tell me you love me.
Tell me my cooking is the best in the world.
You worry when I cry, wiped my tears and gave me more love
You always ask if I am ok.
And in the moments I get scared
Of my wrong actions speaking louder than my words,
You showed me more patience and understanding.
I pray everyday you will be better than what I want you to be.
I pray you'll never lose your way.
I may not have given you the life you truly deserve,
But I'll work harder to be the mother you deserve.
----January 12, 2022----