Father, you say there will be good times and bad times
But why does this all seem unfair?
How many more sleepless nights?
How many more hungry nights?
How many more cold nights?
Do I have to endure before the leaf finally turns.
Father I have laughed at the impossible.
I have normalized the abnormal
Thinking that soon it will all come back
But still there is nothing coming my way
I have looked up
I have looked down
I have looked sideways
But there is not even the tinniest sign
Father decades have gone by and I think I have endured enough.
You say patience pays,
But have I not been patient enough?
Have you forgotten me?
PLEASE HAVE MERCY!
Categories:
tinniest, change, god, happiness,
Form: Free verse
A walk through the forest
a breath of fresh air
a cardigan feel
shades of soft teal
Soft crispy leaves with audio crunch
mingled in tariqua paths;
The humusk and scent of a leaf in the wind
the musky sweet hint, a permeate fresh ;
Here lives the deer
and the rabbit that sprints
as I walk through the forest
in search of myself,
the tinniest leaf falls asleep, at my feet.
Nov. 11, 2019
Contest Name: Scented Leaves
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Categories:
tinniest, autumn,
Form: Free verse
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Categories:
tinniest, bird,
Form: I do not know?
Amid the mighty Arabian she was born and bred
A girl as delicate as the sweet smelling rose
For food she took the camel’s milk and choicest white bread
And a beauty mark she had at the base of her nose
A soft veil of satin covered her head
And amongst all the knights that at her command rose
She choose a mysterious stranger in her desert town
Long of limbs and tanned chocolate brown
Her love she conveyed with kohl black eyes
Her deep flowing desire by the tinniest of touch so warm
She did not pay heed to any well meaning advice
For in her life was raging a new storm
Their hearts were joined with divinely ties
It had no human body or a concrete form
She had never touched or kissed those lips
Nor felt his heart with those soft white fingertips
With him she left the desert on the night of no moon
True in her faith, love soaring ever so high
His merest touch and warm breath made her swoon
When he placed her amid his powerful thigh
And on they rode over every treacherous dune
When tired on the beautiful oasis sand did lie
A love that began through the language of the eyes
Became the legend for which many a lover dies
By- Tahera Mannan
Categories:
tinniest, lovelove,
Form: Ottava rima
It is His signature that I see when I look at nature
Everything perfectly designed to immortalize His Splendor
From the bees in frenzy to produce the nectar
To our lifeline vein called the jugular.
He has set an order … each creation has its share
The sun and the moon synchronized in motion
The day and the night relaying as a pair
No tinniest detail left in oblivion.
As the spider knits her web with ultimate resolution
The thunder gives warning of its imminent intrusion
While the flora patiently waits for rain in profusion
He showers His mercy above all to vision.
Even the beauty in the details He produces
The drop of semen taking shape out of sight
Each cell … each connection calculated to fuse
Obeying to His Will… the Creator of light.
Categories:
tinniest, faith, nature,
Form: Rhyme
As I walk around observing life living
My mind envisions what it could be
Not to reflect on our surrounding
Not learning how to breathe and thank Thee.
As His Signs are here for all to see
Very often one prefers to ignore
Out of rejection, refusing to agree;
Grim reality … our fate still in store.
From the tinniest insect with all its hierarchy
To man whom out of greed and lack of spirituality
The earth in submission to God’s decree
Endures the abuse perpetrated on its generosity.
Somewhere along the line of generations
We, humans have lost touch … abandoned our wisdom
The wheel is spinning engulfing our vision
Replaced by artificial means … not worth an atom.
Categories:
tinniest, faith, nature,
Form: Rhyme