When she was younger and had fire in her eyes...
When I was an unregretful wondering soul...
When the sound of the waves on the beach was all we heard...
When the snow covered the country road...
When I believed in love as much as I breathe...
When I lived within the trees and the breeze...
When we weren't chained to our cumbersome lives...
When we weren't husbands, parents, nor wives...
When magic was still real and there were no aging pains...
When she kissed me under the bridge in the pouring rain...
When I stood on the edge and had no fear...
When imagination soared me through the stratosphere...
When...
Categories:
unregretful, remember,
Form: Free verse
Is there a purpose to this world,
Forged by a man and led by his soul,
Something pure to make us whole,
Guided by heart and reasons beyond?
Or is this all just a god's game,
In his garden are we cornered to play,
Too narrow minded to be self-aware
To the extent of finding our own way?
Years wondering we may spend
Hoping to find that one way
We'd feel right following to the grave
Unregretful and peaceful on our final day.
A treacherous quest, mildly to say
As what we find may cause us dismay
Since not all paths seem light in advance
Some require our sincere faith.
Categories:
unregretful, destiny, devotion, faith, introspection,
Form: Romanticism
The king is dead! Long live the king!
History of rulers is no different from ordinary mortals,
The crowns and kohinoors travel from one head to another uneasier head.
Emperors, Monarchs, Kings, Pharaohs abdicated
By methods natural and unnatural,
Thrones usurped, kingdoms conquered, succession relinquished,
For the joy of wealth, and its superpowers that comes in accompaniment,
And then leaving it all to turn to ruin with their own sudden deaths.
Greed, fraud, forgery, continues with its undying hunger,
Kith and kin scoffed, rebuffed and disowned from their own rights,
Temporal power is misconceived by these mortal gods,
Ethics and integrity scaled down by their unregretful smirky smiles
And then these Mammons roll on and swim in this new founded wealth,
For they know not Gods do watch them, and with one hack will level it all.
Balveen Cheema
August 20, 2015
Categories:
unregretful, death, history, imagery, men,
Form: Didactic
Afore falling in his arms they advice to think twice
Unregretful I act beyond my surprise
It’s the grip of a force, a force here to claim
Compelling, like a moth drawn to the flame
Every night encloses the heat of flaming souls
But sun kissed morning plays a wicked role
To my realization it brings an obvious question
What next to prevent conception?
Like always, I pop in a pill to save the bill
My guy admires the worth of a contraceptive pill
It causes side-effects. Ah! How would he know?
He enjoys the freedom of reckless show
Nevertheless, I look at kids and admire their innocence
Wish the pill could kill within me my maternal pretence!
Categories:
unregretful, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, mother,
Form: Sonnet
as she walks the halls
with his blood in her
hand, thinking this
is grand.
so mean and so
ungrateful two-faced
and unregretful.
this may be her son
so lonly and so alone
he feels he needs to run.
but with no strength he
yells and yells and all you
could her was the echoes
in the cells.
she enters his cell, with
his blood on the floor and
notices the door, it... was... open
and he was... gone.
she said with a soft voice my
love have you no sympathy for me.
but all you could hear was the
wind...
my love i have no other...
this was no son this was
her brother.
Categories:
unregretful, fantasyson, son,
Form: Rhyme