I can’t just ignore how tight it hugs me
How it caresses through my soul
How it exposes pretence of innocence overhaul
A touch of it sending goose bumps all over me
I can’t hide anymore, from beautified macabre
Coz its radiance reveals my dark silhouette
The mask unmasked, pulled off and shoved off
Am its pushover, adjunct to its whims and in it swept off
I can’t resist how I slide along its gooey surface
Ever since its appearance, smoothening rough edges,
My entire itinerary requisite sufficed
Back and forth am pushed, taking past hooey serious
To extremities that I could dare not imagine were precious
I sloth at time wasted on fingle-fangle,
With tremor and cowardice, had waved off
And wafted away pots upon pots of inviting cosset
But with it, my tour de force is world class and it I covet
The urge to stretch forth, pluck and sink my teeth
In both poisonous and supple, sweetened sour, to pleasure writhe
Lowering my bucket so deep in their pristine cisterns,
To just drink and drink from their forbidden cool rith
And quench my thirst, decade old thirst
As they call my name amid a bene placito!
Categories:
smoothening, courage, extended metaphor, sensual,
Form: Free verse
Old melodies,
Old tunes,
Belting out from the radio,
They were my father’s favourite,
He danced to it with my mother,
He hummed to it whenever
he was busy with his tools,
Smoothening and
assembling pieces of wood,
They elicited a
heartwarming glow from his face,
They were the impetus for his pace,
Nostalgia everywhere,
I’m in a realm of my past days,
My budding days with my family,
They were bittersweet moments,
Days of meagre rations,
Days of sufficient portions,
Days of desert pangs,
Though we desired opulence,
We were happy in our little way,
Like a fabric,
We were interwoven,
Soldered and riveted.
March 21, 2022.
Categories:
smoothening, 2nd grade, africa, family,
Form: Free verse
spartian spirit spurring
sumptuous soles straying
salient strength scrunching
saucy strife stalking
spooky south squashing
sane stats straining
desirous dare dancing
damped desires dangling
drastic dances drooling
smothered sight smoothening
stunning spurs straightening
salty soaring sparring
oodles oomph oozing
dare awed spirit.
19:12:08:09:22
~Note~ A dare saw a spirit floating in the air, ascending... It goes there at intervals... Wishing its parents could do it.
Categories:
smoothening, nature,
Form: Sonnet
When the music stops
Our hearts shall keep on singing.
With the wind our backing vocal
Never shall we surrender.
We will form the beat
And mystically sway away.
Flames of love shall embrace us
Smoothening all life’s pain.
Play, my love, with the rhythm
Like an innocent child again
No notes out of tune
No more turning away.
Hold on to this ticklish breeze
Let the icicles melt away.
Free yourself from all insecurities,
Move as if nothing is in your way.
Our souls shall strive for higher goals,
Our spirits will enlighten in full glow.
Glide with me
Follow my steps
This is our moment
This is our dance.
Don’t look back.
Don’t loose this chance,
Just move on
Let endurance
Take its place.
Categories:
smoothening, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Buddhist Poet Tree in Motion
Paige helped herself to words written
On the canvas of life with earth
Etched on tapestry smoothening
The smothering eclipse of demise
Thermal springs fired resolve and
Restitution from smouldering ashes
Engraved meaning emoted retold
Enclaves of sanity resilient narration
In water she bathed her soul
Nascent native naïve swallowed
Mellow stream bubbles sprinkled
On aquarelle paper sun stars and
The moon in eight noble truths
Inspiring rhyme rhythm meter from
Obscure obfuscation Paige turned
Nothing to pages a tree of her change
24th January 2016
Categories:
smoothening, change,
Form: Acrostic
Tip tap splitter-splatter ,
Goes down the rain.
Flying down with a clatter ,
Creating brooks along the lane …
From the dark , fluffy clouds...
Descending with the breeze..
Exciting the overjoyed crowds ,
Swaying along with the trees …..
Splashes in the cool puddles ,
Muddy footprints of toddlers and teens ...
Accompanied by the pleasant sounds of guggles ,
And happy faces with wide beams …
It is a blessing , a form of love ...
No frowns , no sorrow , no hatred , no harm ,
Just healing the pains , smoothening the rough ,
Because nature is at its best charm ….
Categories:
smoothening, nature, rain,
Form: Quatrain