Tzur Menti/Se'i Yona/Sapri Tama
TZUR MANOTI W'HAMEDAT CHELEKH
TZUR MANOTI
HADZHABARAT SHABATAY CHAZAKI
SE'I YONAH W'SHIME'YINI
BAKHENAR NADZHANI
WAFITZECHI ZAMARI RONI
BASHIR HATABANANI
W'MAHARI WA'AL TIPENI
LADARAKH SOTANI
KACHI TZEDAH WA'ANISE'AH
W'ANITE'ADIN W'ANISBA'OT
W'ANISH'TAH MA'ANOT DE'OH
W'ANASHI RO'AH 'ALEY NEWAL
W'AZAMARETITANI
SE'I YONAH W'SHIME'YINI
BAKHENAR NADZHANI
SAPRI TAMAH TAMIMAH
SAPRI NOGIL BATEMAH
BAT MALACHIM HACHAKHOMAH
AN MAKUMAKH SAPRI LI
'ONATAH YONAH SA'ADIYAH
LI BAPAL TERIN 'ALIYAH
W'ANI TOCH LEV ONYAH
BAYAFI 'ETAH ME'YLI
HORASHUT BA'AMAT NATUNAH
LACH SHALOMOT HACHATUNAH
AL YASITECH TZOR MAMUNAH
BAT WA'AL YASIG DZHAVULI
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Roni
The truth about a roni, shes a sweet little girl.
You can treat her right, real nice, and hold her tight.
Only tender ronies can give a special love
A special kind of love that makes you feel good inside.
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, youll find romance.
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official. give her your love.
My heart belongs to tender roni, shes my only love. shes my only love.
My only heart, baby. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
The truth about a roni, shes always on the phone
Talking to her homeboy, wishing they were home alone.
She sends you lovely letters with the smell of sweet perfume.
This is what a real tender roni likes to do for you.
And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you,
Give it a chance, girl, youll find romance.
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official. give her your love, oh yeah.
My heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love. shes my only love.
My only heart. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
The truth about a roni, shes a sweet old girl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world.
Shed make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love-
Said once youve had a roni, you would never give her up
Shes a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud.
You know, the kind of girl that stands out in crowds.
Found a tender roni and the roni is so right.
I think Im gonna love her for the rest of my life.
And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you.
And if you ffind a tender roni thta is right for you.
Make it official. giver her your love, oh yeah.
My heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only lover. shes my only love.
My heart, oh yeah. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
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Roni
The truth about Roni, she? a sweet little girl
You could treat her nice real and hold her tight
Only tenderonis can give special love
A special kind of love that makes you feel good inside
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, you?l find romance
And if you find a tenderoni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love
My heart (Woo) belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
She? my only love (My only heart, baby)
My heart (Yeah) belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
She? my only love
The truth about Roni, she? always on the phone
Talkinto her homeboy, wishinthey were home alone, ooh
She send you lovely letters with the smell of sweet perfume
This is what a real tenderoni likes to do to you
And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, you?l find romance
And if you find a tenderoni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love, ooh, yeah
My heart belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
She? my only love (My only heart)
My heart belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
She? my only love
The truth about Roni, she? a sweet olgirl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world
She?l make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love
Said once you had a Roni you will never give her up
She? a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud
You know the kinda girl that stands out in crowds
Found a tenderoni and the Roni is so right
I think I? gonna love her for the rest of my life
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
And if you find a tenderoni that is right for you
Make it official, give her your love, ooh, yeah
My heart belongs to tenderoni (She? my only lover)
She? my only love (My only heart)
My heart belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
She? my only love
The truth about Roni, she? a sweet olgirl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world
She?l make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love
Said once you had a Roni you will never give her up
She? a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud
You know the kinda girl that stands out in crowds
Found a tenderoni and the Roni is so right
I think I? gonna love her for the rest of my life
My heart belongs to tenderoni
She? my only love (My only heart)
My heart belongs to tenderoni (She? my only love)
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Yonah Is Not Standing Where Only God Is
YONAH IS NOT STANDING WHERE ONLY GOD IS
(WRITTEN AFTER READING AVIVAH ZORNBERG'S CHAPTER ON ‘YONAH' IN HER BOOK ‘THE MURMURING DEEP')
Yonah is not standing where only God is-
He is praying from his belly
He does not want to live-
All the great fishes and the great sailors of the sea
Cannot understand what Yonah cannot be-
The time has come
The moment is here
God alone can answer Yonah's fear-
Nineveh is saved with twelve-thousand men
But Yonah's gourd has disappeared again-
Life is a longing and life is a prayer
Life's an enigma though God everywhere.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Maymie's Story Of Red Riding Hood
W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,
An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--
Her _Ma_ she maked a little red cloak fer her
'At turnt up over her head--An' it 'uz all
Ist one piece o' red cardinal 'at 's like
The drate-long stockin's the store-keepers has.--
O! it 'uz purtiest cloak in all the world
An' _all_ this town er anywheres they is!
An' so, one day, her Ma she put it on
Red Riding Hood, she did--one day, she did--
An' it 'uz _Sund'y_--'cause the little cloak
It 'uz too nice to wear ist _ever'_ day
An' _all_ the time!--An' so her Ma, she put
It on Red Riding Hood--an' telled her not
To dit no dirt on it ner dit it mussed
Ner nothin'! An'--an'--nen her Ma she dot
Her little basket out, 'at Old Kriss bringed
Her wunst--one time, he did. And nen she fill'
It full o' whole lots an' 'bundance o' good things t' eat
(Allus my Dran'ma _she_ says ''bundance,' too.)
An' so her Ma fill' little Red Riding Hood's
Nice basket all ist full o' dood things t' eat,
An' tell her take 'em to her old Dran'ma--
An' not to _spill_ 'em, neever--'cause ef she
'Ud stump her toe an' spill 'em, her Dran'ma
She'll haf to _punish_ her!
An' nen--An' so
Little Red Riding Hood she p'omised she
'Ud be all careful nen an' cross' her heart
'At she wont run an' spill 'em all fer six--
Five--ten--two-hundred-bushel-dollars-go ld!
An' nen she kiss her Ma doo'-bye an' went
A-skippin' off--away fur off frough the
Big woods, where her Dran'ma she live at.--No!--
She didn't do _a-skippin'_, like I said:--
She ist went _walkin'_--careful-like an' slow--
Ist like a little lady--walkin' 'long
As all polite an' nice--an' slow--an' straight--
An' turn her toes--ist like she's marchin' in
The Sund'y-School k-session!
An'--an'--so
She 'uz a-doin' along--an' doin' along--
On frough the drate big woods--'cause her Dran'ma
She live 'way, 'way fur off frough the big woods
From _her_ Ma's house. So when Red Riding Hood
She dit to do there, allus have most fun--
When she do frough the drate big woods, you know.--
'Cause she ain't feared a bit o' anything!
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poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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EYE (i) MONSTER
Last night, I saw a monster.
First it was just a shadow
By degrees it became clearer and clearer
Finally it stood out
Clear as clear can be.
Handless it was, really handless
With a shock I knew
That it was legless too
Yet, it was standing straighter than straight
In lieu of a head, all it had
Was an eye unconnected with its body
A most grotesque figure indeed
I was floored, was rolling on all fours
Thought the monster had me down
My eye shutters were shut tight
And a great struggle I undergone opening them
No sooner the shutters fell open
The monster had vanished
In its place I saw an ‘ i ’
In the book that had me sleep awhile.
Aiswarya.T.Anish
2004
(I wrote this when I was studying in 3rd standard. When I was studying my lessons I had this eye monster trapped in my mind. I modified this after a while.)
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Serenata
The night soaks itself
along the shore of the river
and in Lolita's breasts
the branches die of love.
The branches die of love.
Naked the night sings
above the bridges of March.
Lolita bathes her body
with salt water and roses.
The branches die of love.
The night of anise and silver
shines over the rooftops.
Silver of streams and mirrors
Anise of your white thighs.
The branches die of love.
poem by Federico García Lorca
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Ma Africa amahle!
Ma Afric' amahle,
Ngiyayibeka ezitheni,
Ngiyayibeka ukuba siyibhunge,
Kepha ngiyibhunga ngedwa,
Ngokuba iyinkondlo ebhalwe yimina.
Ngicela ukuba unezwi,
Izwi elakhayo izwe lethu,
Ungangithinta kulenombolo,
0790349478 ngumakhalekhukhwini,
0860556572 isikhahlamezi,
ditcomsandiledit.comdit@yahoo.com i-mail,
24/7 ubusuku nemini yabo.
Ngifisa i Afrika ebumbene.
Ngifisa siphelele ma Afrik' amahle,
Kepha ngifisa sibebahle nangokwezifiso zethu.
Ngifisa uwonkewonke ubhunge nami,
Ngingebani kepha nginombono.
Ngines'ifis'esihle ngani.
Afrika bas'hlukanisile ng'yavuma,
Kepha kasingaz'khohlisi sithi bayokus'hlanganisa,
Ngokuba siyabazi,
Bangabathokoza ngezililo zamaqhawe ezabalaza,
Bangabathokoza ngemuva kokuhlukana kwamabutho eqhawe elinenkani,
Bangabathokoza ngemuva kokugoba kophondo,
Uphondo lwenkunzi amanxebanxeba,
Imanxebanxeba nje bebeyigwaza bethi kay'lale,
Kuze beyakuzikholisa kwesayo isibaya,
Okuyisibaya esiqukethe izithole nezitholekazi,
Afrika vuka sebehambile,
Vuka kunzi sikuthobe amanxeba,
Kuze uyakuphulukiswa uhlanganise abakushiyile esibayeni,
Ukuhlanganise ukhiphe esisha isibaya,
Kuyakube kungasemuntu oyakumelana nawe,
Ngokuba amandla asengawakho,
Usunqobile ngokupheleleyo,
Usuyinqobile impi elwa buthule kungahlonyiwe futhi nangezikhali zegazi.
Yebo, izwi usunalo behlangene bebonke.
Usungohlonishwayo kepha kawuzihloniphi,
Usungotuswayo kepha kawuzitusi,
Usungobongwayo kepha kawuzibongi.
Kungabe sekuyisikhathi sokubuyiselwa kwesimilo sakho?
Afrika kushonephi ukuba nguwe?
Ngokuba kawusewena kepha igama lisele,
Igama lakho seliphiwe abezizwe,
Ngokuba nabo bebengelivume libahlambalaza,
Ngokuba babe namabhodwe kepha amathanga bekungawethu,
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Ode Le'eli
ODE LE'ELI KONANI TZUR PA'ALI
HUA YISHMA'AH KOLI WYAPEK MAMLALI
BISH'MU AKAWAH AKHRA'AH ASHTACHAWAH
ASDIR SHABOACH NOAH YACHIDAH MALALI
DZHALI LAMATZPUNEKH, LAMAWATZPUNEKH,
L'ROSHE MACHANEKH
WASI RATZEN KONEKH W'LESHMU HALALI, HAKAWAH
ZEDIM HALYITZUNI WARABBU SUTANAI, HAWAH
HOSHEV SHAVUOT 'ANI W'HER OFALI
TARAM LAKHO NIKRAH LEYISHO'AKH MAHARAH
KI MIMAKH ORAH W'ATAH GWALI
DZHALI LAMATZPUNEKH, LAMAWATZPUNEKH,
L'ROSHE MACHANEKH
WASI RATZEN KONEKH W'LESHMU HALALI, HAKAWAH...
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If he hadn't done that interview with Bashir, he wouldn't be there now. That was the first time he ever did an interview like that. He was afraid of something like that all along. And it happened.
quote by Joseph Jackson
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Marvin's Beer
queer cheer
dear ear sneer
steer fear
veer tear
we're mere
jeer here freer
air dire pier
all clear
adhere
appear austere
come near
desire draw dear
each year
first gear
great year
frontier
pap smear
life peer
light year
revere sincere
fallow deer
far and near
bashir chusmir
mouse deer
orear one year
appear
it's all clear.
budgeteer
bombardier
a case of beer
exovir cavalier
another case
of marvin's beer
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Barren Fancy
THE BARREN FANCY
by Muhammad Hameed Shahid
She said;
'Our love is static...
And stagnation
Breeds putridity'
From this fancy's rib
Was born the eve of novice desire
Why then should we not,
Alter our roots.
And...
Now that
In consequence of this separation,
Putridity emits its vapours,
It is proved
That the seed of fancy
Has been infertile
Since pre-eternity
(English rendering from Urdu by Bashir H. Nazim)
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82; و ب ص و ر ت ب ہ ت . Very much Beautiful.
I read it three times and enjoyed.
...Well done.
Saghier Ahmed Jafri
September 4,2010 at 11: 35pm
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This is a symbolic poem whose roots go to the Eden where Adam and Eve first lived and the word 'fancy' has many meanings to relate. The last punch lines can be conceived as situational considering the putridity. Welcome Hameed Shahid! !
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A Non-poet's Philosphy
All poets write in insanity
Impervious, to the entire
You,
The king of your own poetic empire
as thoughts get formation
each different, in poetic efficiency
I,
An adulterated soul
You,
With the rein, control
And you make me lurk in your words
Like those lonely, pale birds
Your quill, into that paper, bleeds
And she says in her musical voice: Proceed”
and you portray my misplaced soul
in the veiled privacy of twilight
in your new-born mind of sight, deep insight
You,
in a steep valley side of paradise
idly extracting the elixir of the unexplainable
and redressed, arise
Exotically, master the unattainable
in expectant poetry;
churned out of sleep in disharmony
I stand still, hopeless
sleep a sleep, but dreamless
betwixt you and your sword
that swings in its own accord
that pierce into my soul,
and carve out a hole
Eccentric, you
Carried away by the river of your soul
Into a fathomless abyss of fantasy
And you swim with the demons in that void
And rule king and decree
If they live or die
you’re never clear, you’re never explainable
Your hair creeps down your knees, and you don’t care
With no sense of time, you sit in your chair
Engrossed in your void of abstruse sight
That chasm of immortal delight
Why? You, like a fearful knight
Are you some angel in the air of a sprite?
Your body dies, but you live in tranquility
Was what you ate in heaven, the fruit of eternity?
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Death Revolution
Sun, the life Giver,
Is he a life Giver?
He should be, but how?
As I think, we were a part of him
The Earth, of course
The Planet of life
But at first it was ‘Death Revolution’
As she shaped the Sun,
With hot mind and fire.
Of course, the Sun is older,
Much older, than whom?
Is there an answer?
The Earth too is old
As old as the Death Revolution
I think the Sun,
Chose the Earth, the Third
To run aside.
Slowly, slowly she came to life,
With beautiful greenery all alive
Still the sun,
Not letting down,
Burning himself, he work for all
Not as a thing
But as a guard! !
2004
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Graveyard
The eyes of the dark
Which see through the dimly lit full moon
The snowy flakes,
Covers the graveyard which wakes
The cracking of lids
The wooden carved coffins underground
Some opened up,
Horrors stood up, stretched and bent
With all their waiting there came the end
The lonely graveyard,
Now filled with unseen shadows
Approaching hot living blood
The clinking of chains, hanging from hands
The one-eyed pirates, dirty and torn
They were white, outlined black
With fearful groans, this enjoyed pain
So the graveyard awoke
No fiction at all…
Fearful horrors, they waited so long
For the some that needed to be paid
Some which caused their fearful deaths
The shaken up minds, heart broken men,
By spoiling so some lived, closing the gaps
Fury rose up from them, head to foot
What they accepted was beyond dreams
They will kill, let them
If you shield the culprits, you will be next
So they took off, be aware
The eyes of the dark following them
But when would they return?
After those terrible deaths they suffered
The sounds grew louder, when they approached farther
The clinking and groaning still behind them
January 2008
[DECEMBER 26TH 2004.
I KEPT THE HORRIBLE SCENES OF THE TSUNAMI WAVES. WHILE
LEAVING MY HOMETOWN, I SAW WHAT THE SEA DID TO THE BEAUTIFUL SHORE AND TO THE PEOPLE. THE BEAUTIFUL SHORE BECAME A GRAVEYARD THAT DAY. NOT SLEEPING IN PEACE WAS 150 PEOPLE. THE ONES WHO WERE CHEATED BY THE SEA. THE SCENES OF THE BODIES BEING BURNED WAS A HORRIBLE SIGHT. AND I HAVE KEPT THAT ALL MY LIFE AND THIS IS WHAT CAME THROUGH MY WORDS. THE HORRORS SEEKING REVENGE. BUT WHAT TO DO TO NATURE? ? ? ]
© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India
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Humans Have Developed, Then Why Not Rats?
Reader Beware: Check weather all the cupboards in your house are closed and all your precious things are rat-free. Yes? Then you can read this. ‘Cause anytime, any minute, any second, a rat attack can occur in your house.
“Humans have developed,
Then why not us? ”
Fired the rats at me;
When I stomped towards them,
For the rest of my juicy plum.
You won’t believe this, guys,
Rats have almost grounded me,
‘Cause they cut the wires,
When I sat down,
For my favourite show on T.V!
Women rats are filled with envy,
At my silk dresses,
This is truth as the day,
‘Cause they stole my favourite
And gave it back in ruins!
Disaster occurred one day,
When Dad checked for his bills
What he found was paper crumbs,
As if paid out in full!
This drove him mad and after them,
And he took in that it was of no use,
When he gaped at his toes,
Which were sticking out of-
His fresh set of socks!
These rats are perfect,
For starring Tarzan,
See for yourself,
If you don’t trust me,
‘Cause they traverse,
Through their network,
Of our T.V cables!
Didn’t they find a sharpener?
To cut my brand new pencil?
‘Cause when I checked for writing,
I found it badly wounded.
Forgave them, did I
“But who wants that? ”
They snapped at me,
And what they did next was to
Eat my painting brushes.
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Oh! Flower, I Feel Sorry For You! ! !
I saw a nice little flower…
Enjoying herself in the nice warm fields…
The place felt fine, what a beautiful sight! !
Why didn’t it come yesterday? !
But the joy didn’t last long enough…what a pity!
‘Cause the flower was plucked away! ! !
It was no longer there
So was the beauty
How gloomy the place felt now for sight! !
Why do flowers bloom, if it has to be murdered this way? ?
Still, they bloom, though they die so prematurely…
But to beautify the Earth! !
Why do we hurt these little things, who give us joy? ?
They are the ones who blooms happiness to the world
Aren’t we too bound to be blossomed into flowers of happiness? ? ?
Oh Flower! ! I feel sorry for you! !
Can you be born again? ?
If I could, I would’ve fixed you into yourself again
But powerless I am…powerless except for eyes that are blind, but see evil thoughts
Why doesn’t man think before his acts? ?
Why doesn't he care about his fellow creatures? ? ?
2006
(Do you think before you act? Such as, when you pick a flower? Do you enjoy the beauty and DO YOU throw it away in the trash? Do you ever think of other people who may also enjoy the beauty?)
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The Great Valuable Gift On Christmas Day
“Wow! It’s Christmas, happiness coming
Now for the gift welcoming loving
Then to the church to bow before God
And to the market to buy me a gift
I have the fifty cents all for myself”
Fanny jumped happily, she ran out to shop.
Dancing and skipping she went on her way
Across holy Churches,
Across lit up houses
Across snow laden parks and snowy canals
Gardening, sweating
She had made her money.
“I want a present,
A present I want,
I had a hard time to earn these
Christmas is the best time to forget it all”
She cried out with joy,
To the man in the shop
Beautiful pastries and plum cakes a fresh
Packed up in boxes
She left from the shop
But lo! At the end of the street, she did see
A young dainty lady, holding her child
Sobbing away at the plight so sad
Tired she looked, unhappy too
For her baby was sick and hungry too
Fanny stood still and thought for a while
Then the gift to the child, she smilingly gave
The two of them,
Very grateful now, went on their way to their cold little home
Blessed is the child,
Who gift from the heart
Rest she will ever in the arm of her Lord.
December 2007
(I wrote this for the Christmas celebration December 2007 in my school. And I presented it there)
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The Last Drop
Oh! Where’s it for our crops?
We need the river water drops.
Where’s it for our thirst to clear?
Where are the tears, are they near?
Oh no! It doesn’t fit,
Our little river has become a pit.
Oh! We would lose our corn
Then what would we do just mourn?
Why did she dry?
To make us cry?
She ended hence,
But it doesn’t make sense.
Why did she turn to marsh?
She’s treating us harsh,
She’s playing with our lives,
She’s hurting us sharp as knives.
She made us happy by giving us health.
But by breaking our hearts she suddenly melt
Oh! Feeling is too severe
But is this threatening fair of her?
But what should we do, to accept all these?
No but us, we can’t, come back the drops, please.
How dreadful where’s our hope?
Now we are buried in hell from bottom to top.
2008
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Winter's Spell
WINTER'S SPELL
Ended, hence, the glorious time of the sun’s lifespan,
The trees were fully clothed, in leaves
Resilient, they had sung merrily
But now, all had gone…
With deserts of sadness …..
What can a ball of cheese do?
Up from the sky…
If it cannot fill the tummy of a poor man...
The Moon covers the Earth down
Looking down at the rows of naked trees
With only a memory of leaves
Nipped by the frost, they want to be freed…
Ended up in the desolate stretches of snow
Eyes begged to see a scrap of light
But what it touched was a bare white Earth
His pale hands overworked
With no snow dogs they grieved...
And his legs were totally numb
With not even a sledge to slide through…
He was the only piece of life…
In the land of the white
With just a star to guide him north
Who put a spell on his fortune?
Who gave him this curse?
He shoved himself through the ice
Bewildered of his unpleasant fate
And at last his eyes found it for him
And far across, from the spells boundary
Stood a welcoming light for him
He ran with all his might
The home emerged larger
Running for food and shelter
He ran and looked through the windows
Marvellously lit decorated
Sat there in an armchair, a woman, old
With shelves of homemade thoughts to dust through
He knocked to get in
Opened it was by the women,
Bewitchingly beautiful, she was
The smile made melt down the things around
And he got in, leaving behind the spell
To live with her forever and ever and ever
That was the end of his fate
And from the windows he looked,
To see the moon smile…
26/09/08
© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India
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Written In Native Soil
Which is your favorite place on Earth? Hears mine........
The sun promised a charming dawn every dusk,
And went off for a nap in his husk
And lilies never forget to bloom,
Driving away numerous gloom
I see my hometown, standing proudly
Shielded by the sea and the lake, so lovely
Words deny painting her beauty
Paints are scanty to colour her liveliness
God’s own hand sewn stunning dress
Calmness prevails, peace rules
Striking tiaras, green hues
Breezes fan her, beauty shines
Waters wash her, sunshine dries,
When I breathe in the salty air,
I hear the winds chant hymns, everyone care
The sun kisses the sea, the moon’s seen
A synonym of Juno’s mien…
Lying on a glowing bed, an infinite sea
Stars keep company, an urge to live free
I bike down the road,
It takes me on its own accord.
The winds tickling my face, the waves coil
I lay down on the shiny black soil
Waves splashing on my feet, sun on my face
Time forgets to keep its pace
Good natured people, with hearts of gold,
I see them do their afternoon chores
If ever, the big boys in heaven,
Send a shooting star, across the skies,
What I’d wish is to
Keep my hometown the way she is
This is where my heart lies
Hometown……
16th April 2009
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