The Most Precious Gift πΉ

I received a perfect gift; a pretty red flower, From a boy who thought he had power, Who annoyed me by the hourβ Let me tell you what he did. Once upon a happy time, When gardening became my prime, In our backyard rich with grime, I planted a seed. I watered it both night […]
The Old Man and the Boy

βThere is a time for everything,β the little boy said to the old man. For the moon to set, for the sun to rise, For the snow to fall from cloudy skies, For the birds to lay and eggs to hatch, For the grain to reap and fish to catch. βWhy do you worry so […]
The Weight of Waiting π

Vesuvius erupted in the vicinity Sending plumes of ashes to the sky The molten rock flowed in an amber gleam Fast and furious drowning low and high Everyone spoke about Pompeii city. Itβs dwellers and the calamity caused The world lamented about its offspring The lives stopped, and the lives paused No one but only […]
Life, Lessons, and Lemons

Life is fair, or so they say, It hands out lemons every day. Regardless of our circumstance, Life equally gives all a chance. When life gives lemons, whatβs the plan? What do people do, my friend? I did a little study here, To see what truths I might upend. Some made lemonade, of courseβ A […]
Our House

I entered our old childhood home, Where my siblings and I had lived for so long. I bent my head as I stepped through the front door, Which towered over me when I was a boy. When we were callow young fellows, Our house was a mansion in the cloudsβ Sunlit, spacious rooms That echoed […]
Shooting Sparrows

We were in the brushwood Hoping to shoot a sparrow Combing the dense thicket Teaming with daisies and yarrow The wood was silent and calm The sunlight seeped through the trees The chirping was heard nearby Drowning the buzz of the bees Sparrows are kept as pets They are even fine as food I hope […]
Ted

I was sitting by the paddy field, in the sun, troubled by a question. What defines us? I asked from the sky π I posed the same question To the clouds floating by βοΈ Is it the colour of our skin? πββοΈππΏββοΈ Or the clothes we wear? ππππ The things we argue about ππ Or […]

Flimsy and fragile, delicate like a reed Lonely in a flowerpot mistaken for a weed The power, moving the mountains, in scripture we read Born the mighty faith of a mustard seed

In the golden sunshine, a wealthy, stout snoot Dressed up in a vibrant pinstriped suit Under a leaf parasol, green and cute Pompous Mr Melon had a striking photoshoot

Under a sun disk golden and large The Earth lies sleepy, arid, and parched Up on an unbothered slender branch Thrive the mandarines of magical March
