The Art of Love
If you want your bond to forever stay,
Learn forgiveness in the kindest way.
Let go of grudges, set your pride aside,
For love to flourish, let compassion guide.
Sacrifice you'll offer, day by day,
Put your own wants gently out of play.
Sometimes you'll yield, though it stings to lose,
In giving ground, stronger ties you'll choose.
Get used to sharing what you hold so dear,
Your time, your dreams, your heart without fear.
The spotlight splits, no more a solo gleam,
Together shining, building one bright beam.
Share your mind's depths, body, soul, and all,
No walls to hide behind, no fear to fall.
Be vulnerable, let your secrets flow,
In openness, true intimacy grows.
Leave solitude's comfort, embrace the change,
Let I become we, in love's wide range.
These lessons learned will weave your fates as one,
A lasting love beneath the moon and sun.
For growth together marks the path that's true,
How long you'll last depends on what you do.
In sacrifice and sharing, you'll endure,
A love that’s deep, eternal, and secure.
@----->----
There are no bombs, nor guns ablaze
No killing fields or bloody sands
Yet world is driven into craze
From “sweet old home” to distant lands
Mosaic shattered on the wall
To shreds is ripped old gobelin
Oh why, but why we started brawl
The one we cannot ever win?
I want to think there was a cause
A noble path to richer life
Yet what has started with applause
Created very bitter strife
The tariff wars. Why on this watch?
We shall be paying for it all
The great intend is being botched
As wheels come screeching to a stall
Old broken ties, folks out of play
Long harvest comes with little corn
In time all heals, storm goes away
But leaves dismay, fatigue and scorn
Can’t act as bully among friends
And even less among the foes
“Put in your place” is how it ends
And often with a bloody nose
The shortage’s coming, doubt not
And price, sky-high. Which we OKayed
Big boys be fighting, with us caught
In vicious senseless trade blockade
I want a win for our side
And pot of gold at rainbow’s end
Must walk through anger, pain and snide
While tariff wars are global trend
April 28, 2025
IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : IXL
IF you pull a long dopey face
E'en if it were in your own bloody way
Stick two sore thumbs in your own nose
To spite your snubbed mug and blast bray
If you pulled a long resigned face
'Who put me here' you're not allowed to say
Now 'I don't want to go yet' there's the choice
You can neither at will come nor go or e'en stay
If you pull a long recalcitrant face
Whether you feel down and out or e'en gay
In the confines of your own private place
That won't do take you must part in global play
If you pull a long stumped face
There's little to be happy about much as you lay
Whichever way you face damned be the case
Think you then you can make your own pay
If you then must pull a long damned face
Take the final curtain call and bow out of play
None'll let you keep your own face in this human race
Vow to suck up to man-made gods dent not their sway
© T. Wignesan - Paris, March 31, 2019
As Sol sulks in an obstructive place,
flakes of alabaster mask His face.
And like a wailing banshee's dreadful moan,
howling winds bring a chill to the bone.
Falling temps take the fun out of play,
as blustery winds blow hard all day.
And depression sullies falling snow;
hinting Winter will never let go.
Snow blankets all in a white duvet,
color is absent from Nature's cache.
And as geese flee this barren landscape,
creatures hunker down; they can't escape.
Salt and slush coat the city like clay
in dull hues of melancholy grey.
And skyscrapers anchor clouds of mist;
stifling airflow, as flurries persist.
Spiraling thoughts let sadness take hold;
driven by merciless months of cold.
For city folks recall winters past;
dampening hopes this weather won't last.
As your skin burns to ash before my tearfilled eyes,
I feel like a part of me is being torn away.
And I wish I could help and end all of your pained cries,
So all the hurt would be out of play.
Thinking of all the bitter and hurtful lies,
Makes me want to just escape with you, and just get away.
But I can't have it that easy.
I tried desperately to understand and make it go away,
But our flicker of hope wasn't as strong as the fire of lies.
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