We are but two strangers
Across a distant shore
Who share hello
and nothing more
Yet, still… there is
beauty in this
My sometimes friend
My sometimes muse
My light within
My soulful truth
Alas, of this-
You know not-
for I keep it secret
Within my heart…
your soul is lyrical line
your heart is magnanimous
your eyes are fire
your look is great
your lips are wonderful path
your smile is beautiful shining
You are love of a poetess, my beloved,
Reflects from my words ever,
Forget you never,
My passion increases ever,
My Love decreases never,
You are love of a poetess, my beloved
You are the Magic of a words magician,
You are the business of a pain earner,
I shall write departure, loneliness and tears,
I shall describe fears,
And earn income.
You are love of a poetess, my beloved
I shall sell dreams, earn profit,
How can I gain loss,
No Never, my dear
I sold my heart, my dear
One and Only wealth I have.
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An open palm descends on back
Dealt with force a hefty smack
Then another just as bad
I’m scared, upset, a broken lad
Stinging skin that’s turned bright red
What goes on inside his head?
For him to hit me quite so hard
Then tell me not to be so mard
The anger in his face so clear
But no way will I shed a tear
The gritted teeth and wild eyed stare
I can’t fight back it’s so unfair
When it stops I’m on my feet
Go to my room, a safe retreat
And only when I close the door
My silent tears fall to the floor
But now I know the signs and when
This scene will play out once again
Underneath bark and wooden planks,
termites gnaw and chew
destroying homes,
making burrows.
Tunnels appear
as they make
their own homes.