With your silent melody,
There’s no day like you
Quite like Christmas, splendidly
You reign supreme in what you do,
Reminding us of easy peace
Of time, solemn and gentle to the tune
Of fork and knife on plates of geese
After the church bell had rung at noon.
In the realm of love, where hearts entwine,
You and I, my love, reign supreme, divine.
Like Roshani and Siddharth, our love will shine,
A bond so strong, a love that's truly sublime.
We're the King and Queen of Hearts, a love so true,
Our hearts beating as one, our love forever new.
Like Romeo and Juliet, our love will stand the test,
A flame that burns so bright, a love that's forever best.
Our love is the stuff of legend, a tale so fine,
A love that's known by all, a love that's truly divine.
Like Orpheus and Eurydice, our love will conquer all,
A love that's strong, a love that will forever enthrall.
In your eyes, my love, I see a love so true,
A love that shines like gold, a love that's forever new.
With every breath, I'll love you till the end of time,
Forever and always, my love, my heart, my rhyme.
Our love is a symphony, a harmony so sweet,
A love that's played on the strings of our hearts, a love that can't be beat.
Like Shah Jahan and Mumtaz, our love will be eternal,
A love that's carved in history, a love that's truly celestial.
EVERYWHERE, EVERYWHERE, ‘TIS PUMPKIN SPICE!
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The leaves haven't even thought about turning,
still stubbornly clinging to summer's green,
but the grocery store screams orange.
You see them, the usual suspects, transformed.
Twinkies, once golden vanilla sponge cakes,
now a suspiciously orange hue,
promising pumpkin spice bliss.
Hostess Cupcakes, frosted swirls of autumnal delight,
their chocolate depths now haunted
by the ghost of gourd.
Oreos, America's favorite cookie,
now betraying their chocolate heart
for a limited-edition fling
with their pumpkin spice centers.
And M&Ms, ah those little,
candy-coated spheres of madness,
each one a tiny, orange lie,
whispering of harvest festivals
and sweater weather.
‘Tis a pumpkin spice apocalypse,
a sugary sweet, nutmeg and cinnamon invasion.
I laugh, a little crazed, a little delighted.
Bring it on, I say,
to the Twinkies, the Hostess cupcakes,
the Oreos, the M&Ms,
let pumpkin spice reign supreme!
Yes, let's be honest,
it's ridiculous, but
I'm totally here for it.
Now, where’s the pumpkin spice Pepto Bismol?!
we all pray for peace
A L
E. x L.
W x P
. x R
P x x x A
E x x x Y.
A x x x R
C x O
E. * F
** **
* * *
* *
* * give our earth back to nature
*
let love reign supreme
There’s beauty in imagining great things;
It lights our dark future with hope-filled dreams ~
Visions of peasants ordained to be kings,
And plebeians crowned as queens, so it seems.
It charts dream paths lit by elegant beams.
Imagination hears each scarecrow's groans;
It squeezes water from dry desert stones.
It digs deep oceans in hot desert sand,
Lifting us from known realms to worlds unknown,
Where minds may wander due to no command.
It’s real hopes that imagination brings,
With peace of mind when sane minds reign supreme,
With thoughts that glide without the need for wings—
Yet still give false hopes life may not redeem.
You will find them in the best dream,
in a green meadow or by a clear stream.
Among every pair, they reign supreme.
Sunshine and breeze make quite a team.
Bruised and battered, I still remain.
Each scar a tale of silent pain.
Two years of hell, I walked alone,
A fractured heart, a broken bone.
They never saw, they never knew,
The storms I fought, the nights I blew.
Yet from the rubble, I now arise,
A flame unyielding, burning skies.
With wings of hope, I soar anew,
Embracing dawn, embraced by blue.
Past shadows fade, the light calls me near,
In every breath, a whisper clear.
Resilient spirit, fierce and bold,
I gather strength from stories told.
With every heartbeat, I claim my fight,
A symphony of dreams igniting the night.
In the tapestry of stars, I weave my truth,
A testament to courage, forever uncouth.
From ashes rise, no fear to glean,
In the dance of life, I reign supreme.
A wave tamed the air,
A deadly stare swallowed the thunder.
I am god on earth,
But I wish we Gods could converse.
If I have dominion here,
I should speak to the dead
And alas, they rise.
Or is it just moonlight tales
That man is supreme
Where animals alike dwell?
Why then do men fear lions
Filthy things we could stomp underfoot?
Shameful, we dare not tread into the jungle,
Lest our bones remain.
If men are gods on earth,
Who then serves us?
Tempers slip from my grasp,
As I witness gods frightened at the sight of the wild.
Those meant to obey us
Reign supreme, yet feign humility.
Mocking us with a little roar
And we break into sweat,
Even lose our bladder.
Who exactly is god on earth?
In the year of the Lord
A presence shall reign supreme
With loving matrimony
In bursts of honor and praise
For every man shall be put to the test
to do the will of God
To leave the flesh behind
And live a life by the spirit of love
Now gather around ye people
To hear the wonderous sound
With songs of eternity
We bow for the love we've found
We march onward
And worship our Father above
Remembering His promise
And spend eternity
In the realm of love
And now we wait in faith
In Hope with the rising sun
We thank our Mighty God
For His one and only Son
What creates a mood
better than music
A tonic to fill
the empty spaces
and writer’s block
What transports the words
better than music
As Elton, Paul
and Cole have shown
— its gift to reign supreme
(The New Room: March, 2025)
We stand strong under God's command
To lift up the weary across this land
To stand unified with a heart of love
To keep faith in our lord above
To praise his name as we stand as one
To conquere each battle without knife or gun
Knowing what is right shall reign supreme
As we dwell in the promise land
Each spirit redeemed
In a World where mirrors lie/
And falsehoods find their stride/
The Narcissistic wanders by/
With grandeur in their eyes/
A veneer of charm and grace/
A smile that's falsely sweet/
Behind the mask, a hollow space/
Where empathy is in retreat/
Entitled to the highest praise/
They bask in admiration/
But challenge them, sparks will blaze/
A storm of retribution/
For in their realm, they reign supreme/
A fragile crown they wear/
When faced with a no answer/
They will plot and scheme/
Revenge laid bare, beware/
They'll spread the whispers, twist the truth/
A smear campaign begun/
To tarnish those who dare rebuke/
Their vengeance never done/
So guard your heart, be firm and wise/
Set boundaries, stand your ground/
The Narcissistic grand disguise/
In truth, is lost, is lost unbound/
They seek the world to kneel and bow/
To fuel their empty fire/
But look beyond the surface now/
And see their true attire/
In recognizing what is real/
We break illusion's hold/
The essence of their dark appeal/
A tale that's often told/
Say it to fear,
That I've shaken off his grasp
His lies no longer hold me captive
His smiles, a facade that will soon pass
Now, a phoenix I am
Transformed from the ashes of my past
The scent of smoke and ash still lingers
I rise, unshackled from the chains that bound
With the new mended wings, my spirit is found
Through the vast expanses of my soul
I chart the unknown, made whole
The stars align, a new path unfolds
As I conquer the shadows, young and old
Say it to fear,
That I've broken free from his hold
His voice, a whisper, no longer bold
My heart, a flame, that burns with gold
Now, the goddess I am, to myself
My name etched on the throne of my soul
I reign, supreme, with a heart full of cheer
My spirit, a beacon, that shines crystal clear
Watch me as I ponder, and claim my rightful state
With the power crowned on my head, I create
A world of wonder, where love is the guide
And fear, a fading whisper, lost in the tide.
*This simple acrostic combined with the photo and the song represent a message I've been preaching since my return, ie, Poets for Peace. A similar message can be found in my lyric - Song of the Poet, and my series of senryus - Winds of Change. We live in a world that is fractured and splintered like never before. Hatred, bias, suspicion, accusations and so on are the order of the day. My sincere hope is this place we call Poetry Soup can become a haven, a place of rest and peace. May this be your prayer as well.
Poetry Soup is the place to be
Art's on display for the world to see
Revolution's now in progress
And the future is clear
Do unto others
Is the message we bear
Grace is the way forward
May all present give ear
Solidarity, I believe
Humans long to achieve
Isolation brings sorrow
For a better tomorrow
Tolerance and kindness are key
let love and peace reign supreme
"Their cross will decay
Rome will be as a phoenix
Helios will reign supreme"
"The sun always sets
Accept the eagle’s old age
Find dominion in your mind"
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