I perceived the distress in my mindI saw the emotions that hunted for attentionThen I invited them for tea and a dateSat down with themTo be seen, to be heard, to be feltAnd to be understood… Until then, I was way too lonely ©2022 Voice_of_the_Pen
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UNFAIR
LETTER FROM FEBRUARY
The last night visited meIn his hands he held three cola nuts,A bottle of wine,And a drum.He looked sad as he struck the head of the drumsAnd quietly took sips of the wine.through the mid-nightsHe sand songs,Recited poems,And told lots of storiesUntil he cried all his tears out,Dried up his bottle of wine,And could not […]
Show me your smiles And I’ll show you my scars. Show me your rains And I’ll show you my ashes. The wild flames of life With no mercy; Crawled on me like a serpent. And when the winds came My remains scattered. And then followed the rains. My ashes-remains settled But no one could Remember, […]
Risen Flags
Our prideEmphatically lies in our strideIt ain’t a lieWhen we say we gonna soar highAnd even though strangled;Keenly we have toiled and struggledWith our flags risenSurely our feat ain’t hidden
Time Counts
We start as fools…And through experience;We become wise You remember when you spent an hour bathing only your stomach?Well, you now know how to shampoo your hair You remember when you put your right foot into the left shoe and vice versa?Well, now you can tie your shoelace I remember when I couldn’t recite the […]
Yesternight in the cold freezing hour With my own ears I heard such words As loneliness whispered to me I have tasted the poison of absence And suffered from the venom of aloneness Which pleads me not to relate The day has thousand emotions And the night but one Yet the love of the insecure […]
The Ocean, though too vast;Apologies not for its depth.Neither does the mountainSeek forgiveness for the space it takes.So, shall you not be held accountableFor the beauty you possess. Even when none is listening;The birds chirp with joy.Indifferently, the butterfly dancesEven in a state of perplexity.And so, does your smiles appear pricelessEven if it’s a single […]
When I Couldn’t Spell My Name
I got an infamous story I gotta tellIt’s quite embarrassing so aren’t gonna yellIt’s about the day my name; I couldn’t spellBut first… I warn your itchy mouths not to tell You know how shy I amUnfortunately, just in front of my desk sat our madamShe was a strict Muslim, married to a MallamIn our […]
And when our feet hurts because we didn’t wear proper soles, they didn’t even careBut instead beat the hell of our buttto bruise because we were three seconds lateP.k
I’ve had so many dreamsBut my favoriteIs that oneWe both drownIn the Ocean of love.The wink;The smile;The dimple….So awesome. ©2020 voice_of_the_pen
For a boy Whose only friend: soldier toy He grew up solely On his own, and became just so lonely
Mike took my girl from me
Mike took my girl from me. Michel is her name. Can call me Manuel; Son of the earth. You know; Mike is tall and fair. Quite the opposite, I am short and black. Mike is one funny guy Who gets dimples when he smiles. Unlike me, too reserved And no sense of humour. Well, again, […]
And when our feet hurts because we didn’t wear proper soles, they didn’t even care But instead beat the hell of our butt to bruise because we were three seconds late Painful_tales P.k The_choice