Weekends work as catalyst to incite our hidden craving. Fingers curl into the fist… Umm…chicken wings are enticing! That pizza with overflowing cheese. That burger with French fries. This heart doesn’t feel any unease as good food needs no disguise. Love for food is bona fide – only those who agree understand. It’s so hard to select and decide – cravings do get out of hand. Lucky are those who place the order before they get sold out. But night owls like me have to suffer… Unlucky foodies can only pout!
Hey sweetheart, how was your day? For so many hours you were away. I searched for you far and nearby. I looked for you up in the sky. When I got too tired to search, I rested awhile on that pigeon’s perch. Look, I gathered something to eat and splashed some water on my feet. I’ve been waiting for you all evening. Glad you’re back, my dearest darling! Now it’s time for us to return. Another day’s work is fruitfully done Whether it’s bad or fair weather separation only makes us get together.
“Do you have any change? I came to buy some groceries. Seeing such a wide range, Im short of a few pennies. Now I need to get a cart to carry the items to the car. They will soon close the mart and my home is quite far.” Will you help a stranger in need if you ever encounter one? Or with certain people accede, compassion is owed to none. Kindness is a rare virtue, if your conscience is still alive. Change might unchange too, if humanity wants to thrive.
The garden is in full bloom- thorns guarding roses. Distinct floral perfume, pleases our hungry noses. Birds and insects are busy with a pleasure Spring trek. Yet the bees seem nosy, giving each flower a little peck. They pick the prettiest of all, with petals most delicate. Though the bees are small, they have abilities innate. They collect the finest nectar to make the sweetest honey. A bee is an active pollinator that doesn’t work for money!
Busy bustle of weekday morning A break between classes A yawn followed by some stretching Putting down sweaty glasses As I come near the window ledge The pool sparkles in the sun A pair of pigeons sat on the edge Having a serious conversation They bob their heads in dissent Preen their feathers to look nice Coo if they luckily assent Flap wings in the water to entice They can talk without words Argue without any sound I love to see the busy birds They never fail to astound
Babies throw their hands and feet as if throwing punches in the air. Then they try with all their might to turn over without any fear They balance with their elbows, raise themselves on their knees put their palms before their feet, and move forward with unease. First they crawl as far as possible, then raise up their hand for aid. They hold onto whatever they can and succeed to stand unafraid The future holds many first steps if you’re unafraid of a fresh start Starting over doesn’t mean you lost if you have courage in your heart
Sitting in the warm Spring breeze I try to draw a portrait of words The exhausted sky looks at ease smiling at returning birds A few twinkling stars in the sky City lights blinking bright My shadow is asking me why my curious feet are quiet I smile a bit, I stroll and stop I feel time silently flow I stare around from the rooftop While the city buzzes below I often hear what I can't see The spirit of silence Darkness introduces to me My heart's silent cadence
What might warm up our hearts? Little joys of nature for me Birds measuring the sky in parts Puffy clouds floating free The changing twilight skyline bright streaks spread far and wide The setting sun bright clementine Moon emerging like a shy bride The squirrel scrambling for treats The butterfly kissing new flowers The ants marching on the streets Dragonflies in summer showers Nature has abundance of treasure For those who search little delights I, for one, seek solace and pleasure in nature’s simple sights
The little boy loves chocolate Craves for sweet things Picks up a shiny clean plate And tries to pull some strings All he wants is a big piece of cake Loaded with chocolate cream So Mommy's gonna bake The delicious cake of his dream The oven smells amazing The baking is almost done Can anything be more tempting Than a piece cake for everyone?