Amiable and jolly, tireless but fun
The unerasable convivial one
Appreciative for what you rendered.
That is how you are remembered.
The fits of laughter that you gave once
As we beamed through your simple jest ,
The epicure side of you reminds us of you best.
When we relish anything you liked once,
Only the moments that can be clinged to,
Collection of the countless memories of you.
Bittersweet the journey was it.
But we can only reminisce,
The heaven that you made for us was bliss.
The strings of memories emit
Your love as it continues to glow in each of us.
Your presence can't be replaced,
With these heartwarming sketches.
You will always be cherished and adored.
Your unforgettable and unmeasurable aeon.
Categories:
unerasable, appreciation, death, deep, depression,
Form: Rhyme
In the quiet morning light I see
the deep oshanas breaking round
like a boundless oasis that is bright
and the echoes of the cattle happily resound.
Manna of the north is planted
and the mielies grow around the homestead
harrowed as the family toiled
the soil swallows the breeze of the drizzle ahead.
Oh, how peaceful northern life
its addictive memory is unerasable
as the sun tiptoes towards the West
and the herder's whistle resurges in the lovable forest.
Categories:
unerasable, animal, environment, farm,
Form: Pastoral
I am the storm that lost its own rhythm,
laughter flaring, then burning to silence.
Your imperfections swagger,
and scars that tell unerasable stories.
Some days I am a solid stream, unbendable,
other days, a forest fire — wild, unrelenting.
I falter, I burn too bright,
but each autumn leaves a truth inside me.
If you read me in bits and pieces, raw and randy,
know I am whole in my breaking—
a mosaic of all who stayed,
through the peace and the flame.
Categories:
unerasable, 9th grade,
Form: Free verse
The truth is that love is never true
It's illogical, it makes no sense
Why me? Why you?
Why us, who just happened to collide
It matters not whether we passed or failed
the tests of truthfulness or falseness
Whether we conformed to what
love is mean to be, or what others have as love or say it is.
Whether our love is accurate, reliable,
lasting, resilient or steadfast.
For the truth about love is
it's blind, incontestable, incomparable,
incorruptible, unerasable.
Love is delightfully uncertain.
For its impossible to measure or calculate
love's exact status and momentum at the same time.
Who cares anyway?
For love is just plain silly!
Categories:
unerasable, love, true love, trust,
Form: Free verse
When we were apart it was
Unbearable excruciating.
You are the unforgettable
Memory I don't want to erase
From my sky.
The unerasable the woman
Whose heart I belong to
You are the attractive devourer
Exceptional power redeem me
Extremely nature's best
Attribute flawless and flavorful
My strongest deepest desire
I aspire to be your only prize the
Memorable remedy for my
sickness
Without mention of that
Potent feeling, so Favored
Electrifies our hearts
You are more than Emeralds and
Diamonds the stricken heart of
Me reckless ecstacy I can
Barely believe my sight You are
Right here next to me tonight to
The highest sky right back
Here with me tonight my
Grand glorious treasure in my
Presence Unforgettable
Categories:
unerasable, blessing, faith, feelings, heart,
Form: Free verse
Besides love and happiness
The world is full of sufferings
Political crisis, economic crisis, epidemics and poverty
Slanders, violations, crimes and trafficking
Politicking, hegemony, disputes and wars
A never ending story of sufferings
Hardly any solutions
But becomes great inspiration for
Story tellers
Art pieces
Poems writers
And
An old grandmother's story for the next generation
Of course an unerasable scandal
Categories:
unerasable, art, happiness, inspiration, love,
Form: Free verse
There are places and events
that are unerasable from memory,
such are the indelible memories of Italy;
no other country was given more
beauty than my Motherland
created by God's artistic hand:
the majestic snow-capped Alps,
the pristine shore washed by rolling waves...
these all tune into Nature's song of harmony
which praises her forevermore!
This wonderful land was chosen for her fertility,
huge fields of golden, waving wheat
that I ran through with incredible joy,
enormous meadows of pretty daisies
either white, pink, red, blue and yellow
protected by mountains echoing with the sheep's bleat;
were they frightened by the wolf's bellow?
All of the panoramic views that the Motherland
offered were so delightful to admire:
seas reflecting serene, cerulean skies,
pristine beaches with crystalline sand,
hills lulled by gentle breezes, valleys shaded by lofty pines
and under them, I pensively sat to contemplate and smile!
Categories:
unerasable, beauty, childhood, flower, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
playing with words under fire
The words become malleable
Stumbling standing one after another
Pleasure of playing with words under fire is immeasurable
Rainbow of new visions adorns heart's skies when molded together
In the furnace of mind
Inspiration drawn from ideas invincible
To look beyond the brink with rambling thoughts entwined
Removing the mist of limited vision to get results synchronal
The words when passed through streams of bubbling emotions
Lose the heat on blank papers
As molten lava of verses from heart's implosion
Running through creative patterns of brain's equator
Words under fire when soldered with feelings spark
Brew to make the environment fragrant
Piercing through skin leaving unerasable marks
Emerges a masterpiece as jewellery blazing
2/10/2018
Categories:
unerasable, imagination, inspiration,
Form: Quatrain
Few scars are not visible
But kills you from inside
Pain is unbearable
Mere words can’t explain it
It just empty your happiness
Wipe off every trace of smile
However bad it is
Soothe the wound
Let it heal
Let the scar fade away
Be kind to yourself , promise yourself
Not to remember the pain and relive it
If something did not happen
It had no chance either way
Accept the fact , Let it go
Don’t pull the failures of past
And hurt yourself more and more ??
Categories:
unerasable, motivation, pain,
Form: Blank verse
Garden was green,
flowers pink,red,yellow,
blue,orange and black,
buds had cracked,
and young flowers preened,
the peaceful lake was picturesque,
with pristine tranquility,
soothing eyes and what not,
lush verdant carpet,
spread far and wide,
spreading a fragrance quite unique,
all appeared as if it was heaven,
it was man made,
and maintained,
and men were there,
so were women and kids,
from their first look alone,
one could say,
most were not with nature,
while nature was at peace,
most of men,
appeared troubled,
as if smeared with,
a lot of dirt,
and unerasable inner grease.
Categories:
unerasable, inspirational, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse