To reach you is already the pinnacle of my courage,
I can invent no more crooked paths.
What lies before you is the result of a well planned strategy;
No more ways I can find to reach the first steps of your heart.
But if my heart sings to you,
If my emotions dance chaotically before you,
I pray to unknown heavens, whoever is listening,
For you to glance into my heart.
And I am sure of my sincere emotions,
Tying you to me in a tightly knit bond.
And it is what it is,
My sincere confession to your pulsating heart.
Dare not listen
Such cruelity to oneself
Beware your heartness, Mind screams.
But Hearty has become mastermind
Having captured the entire system,
In a web tightly knit
All is forced to bow to the higher order.
We only do as "l" say!
How do tables turns when one is so dreamy alert?
In the four chambers,
All thoughts are held captive.
Diluted from reasoning to sweet fantasy.
"Let's dream together", it seduces
"This will last forever, l can feel it".
Dragged by the nose, all desire follows,
Deep into love land.
Oh! My hearty weaknesses
We agreed that you never listen to me.
How could you believe me?
Am still all yours, only but a broken heart.
Dearest heart, my sweet deceiver,
Again you let us down.
There is in the house a hullabaloo
Furore, a fuss, commotion, ado
The in-laws will soon
Return from the moon
Be staying with us, a month, maybe two!
Short notice, their note arrived in the mail
A bolt from the blue, a cause for travail.
Do not get me wrong
We all get along
But we’re in a fix; the house is for sale!
We’re packing our things and are under stress
And as you can guess the place is a mess.
What can we now do!
We don’t have a clue
This issue we must together assess.
The ruckus abates, in silence we sit
On boxes and chairs, our brows tightly knit
Till Susan (who else!)
“Eureka” she yells
She is the most smart, I have to admit.
“We’ll rent the hotel that is down the street
It’s small but enough (her voice is upbeat)
To hold one and all
Let’s give them a call.”
We quickly agree and jump off our seat.
Off season it is, so luck's on our side
We’re happy to get a place to reside...
This surely will cause
Surprise for in-laws
Initial concern we’re putting aside.
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Children’s Limericks Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper
Placed 2nd
© 1st December, 2022
A magic lump of silver with a Byzantine flower.
Planted on your chest a long time ago.
Awakened by the magic of our 555 kisses,
the silver key became.
Which opens the door to dreams of parallel
lives.
*
Intoxicated, in a crystal boat,
we glide down the green waters of the
mystical river.
You lie on my shoulder and kiss my cheek.
Opium magic voices dripping from juicy lips.
You describe the beauty of our unborn son.
Below is the depth of dreamy water.
*
I stared at the bright emerald tower in the
distance.
Nocturne above Miscatonic castle whispers.
It feeding hope of a trapped past.
And the life of our love without a decade's
sleep.
*
Our hands are tightly knit.
At the doorstep of the Hall of True Love.
Echoes of our steps in consciousness.
As these guardians dragons eat out of your
hand.
*
The sages rushing through the ancient
books.
Around a massive bowl of jade on the
volcanic rock feet.
Inside, our hearts are embraced.
Soaked by magical wine.
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Life is complicated darling,
But I prefer the simple life.
So this is my song to you
For I yearn you’ll be my wife.
Where will I find love tonight?
Tell me darling that it’s you,
When will happy days be mine?
I can’t bear to feel so blue.
I’ve been running round and round,
But my poor heart cannot fit.
Can I beg you on this night?
Let our hearts be tightly knit.
So my darling tell me when
I can’t bear a moment more
Take this ring and just say yes,
Let us make our hearts feel glad.
So my darling tell me when
Yes my love just tell me when!
Every minute seems so far
Every second proves a day
Let pure joy enter our hearts
Please I’ll just show you the way.
Yes our love will conquer all
Let me whisper in your ear
And declare my heart’s desires
I’ve loved you for so long dear.
So my darling tell me when
I can’t bear a moment more
Take this ring and just say yes,
Let us make this heart feel stronger.
So my darling tell me when
Yes my love just tell me when!
welcome to the many windowed cityscape
the wanton color of badly mixed paint
with a parade of personal lives
like black stockings full of runs
strafed by formations of overhead birds
whose small eyes think only to judge
passing, teasing wisps of cloudy twirl
confining we dwellers to a sunless cave
thousands and dozens stacked worshipful
stacked tightly knit in churches
longingly longing to be someplace else
Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 15
The Republic’s an headless Monster to let
Power mad individuals pay to rent head
The State’s enmeshed in the Admin’s red-tape net
The Administration cannot think nor beget
Must obey or its heads will be under-fed
The Republic’s an headless Monster to let
National forces keep borders tightly knit
Secret Police shut People well under lead
The State’s enmeshed in the Admin’s red-tape net
The threat of force often makes the People fret
The use of force comes from the political head
The Republic’s an headless Monster to let
People in modern States have cause to regret
Ritually replacing the Monster’s head
The State’s enmeshed in the Admin’s red-tape net
Cut the head off the Monster replace State to let
In time to come with selfless Robot at the head
The Republic’s an headless Monster to let
The State’s enmeshed in the Admin’s red-tape net
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
I'm a victim of my circumstances....
Like a puppet that to its master dances...
I am a slave to the situation...
Who only imitates with precision....
Before you think I am rude & bad...
Crazy,aggressive or even mad....
Let me tell the real story of mine...
I am a pawn to Fate & Time....!
I am helpless like that tender leaf...
That blows with the Wind's sweep...
I am that paper boat in water....
I am not my own for that matter....
I do what I'm destined to do...
Twisted,turned & trampled too....!
My senses are fastened to that spirit....
& my soul is also tightly knit....
My actions follow that authority...
That controls my moves with ingenuity...
I am a victim of my circumstances....
Not having a say on the occurrences....
I am a slave to the situation....
In a nut shell, I am no one....!
Staring from a distance that’s all I could see
A little boy child staring right back at me
His face had so much, so much to tell
“Oh world can’t you see that all’s not well”
There was emptiness, loneliness and prints of insecurity
Coming from his eyes that no one could ever truly see
I was greeted by an absence of abundant smiles
And playful tears drops moving in their very own style
His lips were stain with the saltiness from above
One tightly knit to the other like birds of love
Oh yes he needs a friend but who will that be
Who will be a friend and a true friend indeed
There was no attempt to help no attempt to try
So he was left alone standing so frail and dry
I couldn’t, I couldn’t, I really couldn’t take anymore
I just had to help that boy who was so bitter and sore
So with compassion in my heart and tears in my eyes
I reach out my hands to help the little boy child
But surprising he did just the same thing
Reaching to touch my hands that were aiming towards him
It was then it hit me like a batsman’s swirl
I was only staring into the mirror world.
We have so much color all around us
so much beauty to fill our senses
everything we see and touch and taste
in the songs we hear
in the scent of lovers mingled
in everything we've been given
there is a rainbow around us.
A multitude of shades and hues
from the bright of light
to the richest deep dark
to the red of blood
the essence of all life
coursing through the flesh
in which we live.
Red the color of life.
But hate has no color
it is void and blank
lashing out in its blindness
not caring at who it strikes
or what it takes.
The smell of hate is rank and vile.
It leaves a bitter taste
on the tongues of all who it touches.
It feeds on our minds
breeds in our hearts
makes us spill precious blood
planting its seed wherever it goes
soiling everything in its path
and fouling the air with its stink.
The color of hate is death
but the color of love
is a rainbow.
Love binds us together.
Unites us.
A tightly knit prism
of many hues blended
each one of us given a choice.
We can sow love into all we do
into every life we touch
and into all that we say
or we can hate.
I choose rainbows.
The man of which I speak.
Is heartless, shallow yet meek,
Sly and has much wit.
The story begins at the birth.
He was a baby with no considered worth.
They told him quit talking, just sit.
Growing up, it just got worse.
His first crime was a stolen purse.
His parents never even realized it.
He vowed to get even,
For the life which he had been beaten
He told himself to never quit.
He is now a grown up man.
And he decides to make his biggest stand.
He makes his plans, eyebrows tightly knit.
Gathering his mask, bag, and gun,
He wants cash, he going out to get him some.
With no second thoughts or regret.
Nothing stopped him, for nothing could.
He was out to get his prize; even in cold blood.
Through shooting and screaming, the huge fit.
Walking away with his prize,
Disregarding all the lost lives.
Call it evil, call it selfishness, he is all of it.
A forceful pungent smell
Hits me from this piece of land
Smeared with the precious blood
Of countless innocent people
Many vultures here hover
Over carcasses
Of several dead
I hear syllables
Of the long familiar refrain
Tightly knit together
Sounding clearer and clearer
At each virtual instance:
Don't leave me in the dark
Don't leave me in complete darkness
Sweet sister
For long have I waited
The light of day
Passionately have I endured
The troubles of the gloomy hours
The sky is unusually starry
And overcast
Morning seems a thousand
Years distant.
Proclivity gave birth
To rapid procreation
Insincerity paved the chance
For lust and greed
Alas, this country is in prison
And constant fears
In morbid grief
And mortal tears.
is short-lived.
Deep.
Like a crypt
yet coherently-linked
with your windblown hair
strewn with rubberclips poly-carbonated.
Candid.
As a sneeze
yet non-allergenic.
On its last seconds,
its supremacy
situated along the alleys of lashes
tightly-knit my lips
as if all-perceiving:
blunt
as a snore
yet
casual
as a yawn
etched
on heart's core.
Be that as it may
as i hang endured
for its sequel...
They say the eyes of a person tell you their tall tale
Strong hopes that make any mountain able to scale
Happiness they seek, the anguish that leave them frail
Dreams that keep them trying, fighting tooth and nail
Reflections that glitter to reveal the purity they show
Dark as a charred soul, or white as fresh fallen snow
Sparkling as the night sky with stars of a bright glow
All as clear as a glistening river during its spring flow
Everyone has a story to tell, with a soul so tightly knit
We find our way, or we fall into our own deep dark pit
Choosing our own way, whether we should try or quit
But not everyone can see, if you believe, it will all fit
Look deep within someone, tell them what you see
Some are lost inside; with answers that they let flee
Left confused about life, to cry out a desperate plea
Maybe what you tell them can finally set them free
With wings that carry them to the endless blue so high
Freedom to seek vividly, left with only a breath to sigh
Questions never to be answered, only pondered why
Amazing it is to see what you will find in a human eye