I went to that bench
where we laughed until tears
and cried until smiles.
And suddenly, a bullet of
memories hit me.
You were there,
but in a face I barely remember
now.
Maybe time tore us apart,
but left the memories for my heart.
Funny, isn't it?
How you gave me so many memories
just to become one yourself.
May we all be grateful…
all those time we thought we were lost
for all the beauty that was revealed to us
by the strangers we’ve met
on the different paths we’ve crossed
In shadows where the lost
souls dwell,
Whispers weave through
the air, a spell.
Their eyes, like embers,
flicker bright,
Echoes of laughter, a
haunting night.
From depths of fire, they
rise and swell,
Strangers, yet kin, in this
darkened shell.
faint fall in a race
sparked sweet smiles from stranger`s face~
love`s soft shining grace.
I talk to strangers
Tell the Owl
“it wasn’t me”
Apologize to the trees
For I cannot delete
Old messages
Quietly applaud
The antics of the squirrels
Gasp at the majesty
Of a weightless Hawk
Whisper my secrets
To the passing clouds
Quietly pass the blue Heron’s
“table for one”
Chuckle at the antics
Of the fireflies
I also listen
To the “silent”
Voices of nature
Humming together
Their song of praise
A king has arrived on US soil.' Protocol and
Shared interests, are undoubtedly the counterfoil, pon which promises and favor
Will carreen' while onlookers
are in close, and millions are on screens.
We have seen it before.' The very special bond, very chummy and pally, and so on; and on.' andrew
battenburg, has enjoyed all this.' Profuse warm
Wishes..Maybe some was just kid.? However
There's been some changes; as we all now know
No more andy.' Today its this
strange king.' With his
Queen in tow.' He's done it before so many
Times..Tet'e teted with kissenger, no hint
Of war crimes, no whisper of epstein
either, i'd say
Today.? Designed..They used different
tunnels i'll guess on the day.? I mean in buckingham
Palace l.! its easy to miss, a high level fixer
So nothing was ever amiss.' And no one in the
Present, of the throng of control, would ever do bad stuff." Pon their very souls.! and
Should a scandal break? even now" no one
Would knew anyone..( i can guarantee thst somehow.?)
A sweet sound like a robin’s song
drifted through the air,
The blissful melody was soothing
to my ear,
My wandering feet followed and
took me into the middle of Trafalgar Square,
Where music was playing, and
people were dancing everywhere.
While walking around, someone
bumped into me,
Halfway through the fall, I felt a hand
catch me,
Glancing up, I saw two beautiful
pools reflecting the blueness of
the sky,
Before I could say thank you, the
stranger had walked away.
As I sat, sipping my coffee and
resting my weary feet,
I heard someone say, Hello and
turned around to see,
I was surprised to see the owner
of those eyes standing right behind
me,
He had a friendly smile and a handful
of balloons,
He offered me one in the shape
of a half-moon.
Thank you to all those strangers
who go out of their way,
To make a difference in brightening someone’s day,
I was lucky to have met one such
stranger from among those rare
few,
Before entering the tube station,
I smiled as I released the balloon and
off it flew.
by Zyrool
01/26
Global citizenship
Open borders
Down with vetting
Free stuff and services
Shoplifting allowed
Squatting too
And while we’re at it
Massive fraud too
Don’t forget the free bong
What can possibly go wrong
Only New Year’s riots across ‘Free Europe’
Majority arrested ~ Turkish and Arap
The greeting is bone
on,
the meat strong
not challenging.
Flesh mounds
rise,
river valleys,
flicker nocturnal,
as tunnels run through
roughhewn gullies.
Time takes a walk
across rib backed ridges,
carved lifelines carry
flickering windows
tugging
visions behind them.
Groundswells ripple over
tremors,
topographies entwine,
openly unwind.
Hands unhitch
to clutch at words -
none
necessary.
The pale moon glimmers
fruity of white nectarine
Cupids arrow struck
it was destiny's affair
The night's first meeting
emotional connection
So incredible
meant to be together
Surely, we walked together...
But just like shadows,
Some cheap ghost climbs in nightly,
Pondering the same.
Were all our lives rich folktales?
Panic knots tighter,
As I must have lost your face—
The one that was mine.
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He put the garden hose where
In his diaper and
The expression on his face
Said it all to me
Now we are strangers at night
And in the day too
Who is this baby boy with
Huntington's Disease
In night's chance, my eyes found you,
and my heart saw love.
Since, my heart fantasizes
your eyes saw love, too!'
Drifters in distinct night skies
crossed course in moonshine.
Unclosed eyes locked the glances
with brace of charmed time.
Beguiled breeze blew the stardust
on strangers embraced.
Entwined hearts danced with tinsels
in garden of love.
An eerie stillness enshrouds,
the street I lodge in,
lone shadows loiter and lounge,
dark ink creatures peep
wet croak from a gaunt hermit,
slumped on granite bench,
faint cry from flitting figures
estranged by night chill
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