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THE MOON - POETRY


How amazing!
Comfort of the night to the night traveler
How your fullness shows the path
How calming after the scorching of the sun
How relieving not to be afraid of what lurches in dark corners

How significant!
You exhude strength and companionship
Reflecting the glow of the sun
Converting its heat to calming balm

Bright fluorescence of the night




How curious!
The side we view we see with
But curiosity gnaws at me
What happens on your dark side?
What secrets does it hide?
Your double sides reflect man
A moon with the dark side as one person wrote




How dynamic!
Your different shapes exhudes levels
As you gradually unravel your ultimate glory
In the fullness your periodic lunar
From crescent to fullness
but when you are absent
How dismal and discouraging
The night becomes.



Oh moon! Full of character you are!

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MUSE


I have run the race of one who expect his dues
My mind numb as it’s scarred with bruise
On this race; I stumbled on the laces of my shoes
But lo! The race I ran brought me to you my muse


Like whisper, your name dropped
I hastened like fire was under my feet
I gave heed to the cues
The very whisper of your name in my heart
Like balm, the sight of you calmed my hurting bruise
Your lips shaped like the Cupid’s bow
Glisten as you moisten them with your tongue
While words like salve to a wound
Lifted me up and out of the cold blues

Whoever said that the dark will always linger
When like the sun you turned the night to day
With the brightness of your smile
As your large eyes fringed with long lashes
Glitters like two diamonds
they Pierced my being shedding me of my walls
And with humour, your eyes sparkle as they
Drew me in into their precious secrets
In anger, your eyes steely and hard they become
But the engraved laugh lines tells me all is clear
And that’s all I need to hear
Your golden coloured skin, tingles my fingers
With vibrant electricity
Yet they are yet to touch them
How baby soft and firm I know they will be
As the line that frame them remains luminescent
Oh how can I bridge the gap
That distance wedged between us
To change the anonymity
To your awareness of my identity
To be able to cradle your heart shaped face
And trace every angle and line
To admire the cuteness of your dimples
Even across the distance
Your lithe frame exudes power and grace
And your long fingers exudes strength
As it tells its tales of fortitude
Your eyes lit up, twinkling with mischief
It gleamed like diamonds in the night
As you savoured the glory of the night’s beauty
What is not privy to others
Is your eyes glistened with tears
As you observed the bane of humanity
Your nostrils flared at the injustice
That the unprotected go through
And with your mouth set in hard lines
You set out to save the day
Ne’er the less with you my muse
I will grace the screens with news

As my finger tingles to hasten, to increase the views

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ODE TO STRANGERS



To the ones I am yet to know;
Strolling down the side walk with no particular location in mind
Arms gently swinging by my sides in sync with my paces
My face slightly turned towards the soft rays of the midmorning sun
The rest of me sheltered in my coat cos the air was chilly enough
I skimmed the faces of all that strode down beside me
All these faces, none familiar, none aware of my curiosity



Arms in stride we all tread down the paths
Each person locked into their own personal world
With their next destination and action guiding their steps
Many faces that hid the true on-going of each mind
Hiding perfectly behind the public façade I perused like a detective
All these many people that do not know each other
How do we cross the line of being strangers to being friendly?

It’s interesting to play the game of guesswork
Relying on the different play of emotions on each face
Trying to decipher the story each tell
Even as a situation like bumping into each other
Changes our status from being strangers to the awareness of each other
And this becomes the determinant of whether we will move up the status
To being friendly or back to inevitable strangers

Oh stranger, whom I am yet to know
 How I want to know what makes you tick!

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