With a little silence when you walk
When ears just hear, eyes just watch, mind fades-
There are callings,
There are screamings,
There are weepings
There are laughs
There are talks
Which one is for you
Which one is for you....
Keep walking until it's just for you!
When you back to home
Mom it's just you it's just you....
Categories:
weepings, mother son,
Form: Free verse
From the branches lifts a song of violins and resonances.
Voices from the wind are wailing fair lyrics of flora.
Sparrows whistling so truly amongst the mocking birds.
Though what sonnet is said from down below?
Orchestra of fauna.
Flamingo re me fa so la ti do.
Spiraling down a path of notes nature has written.
Bring forth the vultures of who once sought vanity.
May they circle a sky dance below the clouded floor.
Black are the crows and ravens inside the arms of oak.
Wring out the finches from the swallow’s pride.
May they sing of glorious stride.
So said the leaves of the trees.
Tell the wrens to strip apart the weepings of willows.
Grow the moss upon their bark.
And hear them cry no more!
Thus,suddenly there were swans!
They danced of white,of warmth,of ice.
But soon the sun had left them so.
And then the all was soon no more.
Categories:
weepings, dance, song,
Form: Free verse
Weeping willows never weep
But hula slowly on winds
Weepings by sugar maples
Very tasty cry.
Categories:
weepings, appreciation, earth, earth day,
Form: Dodoitsu
Until the day
Darkness prevails on this storm battered shore
Threatening, the sight of the skies through the mist
Weather cast shadows embark to endure
Gathering close as a means to exist
Lo, now I wander with tears in my eyes
Saltwater weepings a’ flow ‘pon the sand
Thoughts filled with images linger my cries
Where has she gone, I cannot understand
An angel, I swear, sent by heaven’s sweet touch
Merely her scent or a wisp of her hair
Took this poor man deeply into her clutch
Eternal longings I cherished to share
When on that morning I woke all alone
Frantically calling her name to the sea
Nary a trace of her beauty now shone
Desperate, the waves crashing coldly on me
Heartbroken memories taunting my soul
Echoing dreams, since have long lost their way
Endless, the loneliness taking control
Sorrow grips tightly its gloom filled display
Lost midst the madness no longer to cease
Here I shall stumble, my knees on the ground
Take from me please, oh I beg thee release
Until the day my true love can be found
Good night Soupers
Have a great weekend
Categories:
weepings, good night, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
my number
lays
broken
what numer
that
letter
saved my life
...
what word
was common
to
watchmen
twisted writs
dine with sorry
boxes
pink
foxes
?
escape ing rabbit hat
magicians hands stole
ruins left
for
weeping children
?
odd weepings
of
art
words
?
take over form
from
?
what shell
shall be shed
by
light
?
answers
to
the
oddities
found breathing
galaxies beyond
branded stars
stone
glaciers
?
Categories:
weepings, art,
Form: Ode
It's not a painting made by a great artist,
but one notices lovely pastels as bright as spring colors,
my scenery has stately weepings willows
drooping as they awaken the ravens and larks from rest.
This vast valley crossed by a wide river is covered with scented pines,
blue clouds are estranged by dazzling sun rays,
and where they reach darkness someone prays....
while another praises the work of the Maker by emitting loud cries.
My very gentle strokes are nothing short of a miracle
as liveliness is seen everywhere I turn, and who is not vowed or inspired
by every landscape that makes any dreamer whistle?
If I use lovely pastels as bright as spring colors, it's because I'm delighted.
Categories:
weepings, color, nature, spring,
Form: Rhyme
That's when she cried,
Tears flowing down her
ckeeks she asked why
Is my only son paralysed?
Why is this happening to me
i'm so traumatised.
I had dreams of feasting on
chicken and rice,
Now my dreams only come
down to porridge and tripe,
To tired of darkness i wanted a
light,
Just a tiny drop of a moment
with something nice,
Lamentations of a heart that
felt nothing right,
Weepings of a soul that saw
nothing good with life,
Took a peep through the
window and saw her son,
Tears filled her eyes,
That's when she cried.
Categories:
weepings, anger, cry, emotions,
Form: I do not know?
Deep within my soul
Melancholy feelings
Grip my heart~touching all
Inner parts
Longing to be held
To feel a mother's love
Being swaddled, caressed
No one there
Security gone
Safety ripped away
Alone to face the world
Weeping weeps
Weepings unanswered
Farther, brothers don't hear
Grandmother's efforts small
Weeping weeps
Melancholy blues
Sadness seems to rule days
A child crys within now
Mother's gone
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: Melancholy Memory
Written this 13th day of May, 2013
My mother died when I was 15 month's
old..Deep within my being I still feel
the loss..
Categories:
weepings, death, depression, mother,
Form: Verse
Running away is not an option today,
Unless all others follow you tomorrow,
What happen today is a warning ,
As long as you need a tomorrow,
Then i wish if today was a dream,
As I feel i need a tomorrow,
No more pressures,no more weepings,
Just to do it in my way,
And to learn how to say “NO”
Just to rise to glory,
I am sure i will rise,
When i realize tomorrow is a hope of idiots,
Today is the day,
It is still in my hand.....
Categories:
weepings, dedication, faith,
Form: I do not know?