I Don’t Wanna Say . . .

I  Don’t  Wanna  Say . . .

I don’t wanna say I love you

Scared you might say "I love you too”

I don’t wanna say I care for you

Scared you might say "I do too”

I don’t wanna say I think of you

Scared you might say "it’s not just you”

I don’t wanna say I long for you

Scared you might say "I want you”

You’re Maybe The Angel I Seek!

You’re  Maybe  The  Angel  I  Seek!

Knowing    you  for    a  while

Seeing  some  of  your    smile

Heart    races,  and  beats  in  style

Would  you    show    me  your    Nile?

You’re  maybe  the  angel  I  seek!

Or  just  a  memory,    for  me    to    keep.

Now I Wish, I Could Hold You…

To my whisperer

Never thought would it come to this, with You 

Not even a touch; yet a passion tardily grew

Never saw any chance, and not even an ounce 

Yet inside, a flame and fire began to brew 

As I tried fold away the new page written daily 

Then I realised what I had lost found it, in you 

The rule of honesty prescribes, hence I will confess 

I care and I declare, I am mesmerised by your hairdo 

Dark hours turn bright, chasing off the night’s sleep 

As I await and anticipate, till to see the morning dew 

Remains in the mind your image, night and all day long 

And I feel you, believe me dear, it is indeed true 

Now I wish, I could hold you, here, there and everywhere 

Sorry that I am not granting, a straight clue 

An old man I may now seem, think of aged rich wine 

The most wise men agree, age is only an old taboo 

Become accustomed to thee, and thy way of thinking 

The ultimate bliss and finery, a gift, a life anew 

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I Was Watching A Bird…

 

   I was watching a bird,
   pecking the grass
   spread vastly green;
   Open…

   What if I was the bird, I thought?
   Or was I indeed one, only
   confined to my car,
   parked before the very field,
   teasing me!

   The bird was free to fly
   in any direction, any moment,
   and I would have had to smash the car’s window
   if fancied to join the bird, or
   I’d use the car’s door
   if I were any ‘’wiser’’!

   - - and then what?

   Try to imitate the bird using my tired arms?!

JIMMY SAVILE WAS A SHAM !

JIMMY  SAVILE  WAS  A  SHAM !

Who would’ve thought of a man,

Who for years wore a proud tan

Pretending to be good, gentle and caring

Jimmy Savile, what an evil scary man!

Who would’ve believed that a man,

Who for years lived a hidden plan

Pretending to be a man of higher ground

Jimmy Savile, what a shameful dead man

Who would’ve had a doubt that this man,

Who for years presented the BBC, a pressman

Pretended to represent human, but he-man

Jimmy Savile, not a man, he was a sham.

Please be you patient, dear victims

You shouldn’t have suffered, amiss systems!

One can only imagine, why you did not talk!

Jimmy Savile has now gone, with his shameful rhythms

May he rest in Hell!

Dishes And Wishes

Dishes  And  Wishes

Have you ever done a thing, which
Wouldn’t have done it, you wished!

Have you ever said a thing, which
Wouldn’t have said it, you wished!

Have you ever met someone, whom
Wouldn’t have met her/him, you wished!

Have you ever kissed someone, whom
Wouldn’t look at her/his lips, you wished!

Have you ever slept with someone, whom
Wouldn’t touch her/his skin, you wished!

Having done
Having said
Having met
Having kissed -- and
slept,
Which one, can you guess? – and boy
Do I regret?

The answer is
A simple NO

Moments of time -- and
All were mine,
And hers
Ours

Why be silly and regret?
When can simply forget!
Ever met
All set
Wrapped in velvet
Got wet!
And performed octet.

Do you think --
I paid my debt -- and
What about your debt!
Can we now duet?

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I’m Fun Series 3 – As Wise As An Owl

I’m Fun Series 3 – 

As Wise As  An  Owl

Not showing off -- but ,

I’ve been told ,

Sound like an owl -- and bold

Will try , meet the expectations --

A place in your heart -- 

I will hold.

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Your heart is very special

I’m Fun Series 2 – As Patient As A Spider

I’m Fun Series 2 –

As Patient  As  A Spider

I am also known to be very patient -- as spider 

I have woven a large web -- sitting ,

And drinking my cider --

And when the net moves -- hope

That I am awake -- and sober

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Ps. You might need to do some trampolining on my web to wake me up, so I can come and get you, and eat you up:-) 

I’m Fun Series 1– As Cool As A Cucumber

I’m Fun Series 1–  

As Cool As A Cucumber

I am known to be cool as a cucumber - and

Not easily sunder --

Essential ingredient to a any salad - and

Not bothered by any number -- yet ,

Delicious on its own -

Have a bite ,  and enjoy the thunder, under !

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Ps. You might need some organic sea salt to bring out the full flavour ! :-)

New Yer --- New Limeriks

Three  Of My Silly Limericks

You and I, should have gone for fun

Me and you, should have had much fun

No need to be too serious

Or things will be so tedious

Me and I, and you are just pun

Little nice missy went up the hill

She then tumbled down to get some pill

A snake wrapped around her belly

Which at the bottom looked like jelly

Little nice missy had given snake pill

There was a lady, who liked to hide

There was no rules for her to abide

She was much fun when she wrote

Not so fun when she ate goat!

Wished her to come out happy and ride

You, Are Coming To End.

You, Are Coming To End.

     

     What are you and what do you want? And -

     How do you run?

     Roads_ bridges_ passes_ all -

     Intertwined!

     Full of people_ working and sweating

     Yet_ become losers!

     --     --     --

     Are you blind?!

     I am one - and have only one life

     Easy for you to take and run! But--

     We_ are more than one

     Countless lives__ and impossible

     For you to dun!

     Though; you never stop trying!

     We_ are the mass -- the people

     We_ are the fact -- the eagle who --

     Watches you from above

     You_ continue sucking -- our blood.

     Your thirst will never end!

     Your ruthless rules will never bend, but only --

     For your own benefit!

     We_ have the message sent.

     You_ are coming to end.

A Nonet's Fun

A Nonet's Fun

9     I never done a N-o-n-e-t, seems fun

8     N-i-n-e eight seven, easily done

7     S-i-x is next, after This  Line

6     Try this, and you will shine

5     The fifth line has five

4     Beau-ti-ful w-i-f-e

3     Should not dive

2     Beehive!

1     Jive

Older The Thinker - - - Wiser The Words

Those who are awake at nights and not, asleep

Those who think about its secrets and think deep

Life can load; and load upon those heap heap

Can crash wills, and shatter hopes; so steep

No one is immune from taking the road, as such

Not a soul able to escape in the end, even a touch

You and I are in the whirlpool, no ground, and no crutch!

Have to circle round, and round, till centre clutch.

Centre of whirlpool resembles that black hole up above

Every single particle is doomed to head, and meet love

Those who are awake at nights, tend not to shove

Those who think about its secrets, neighbours to Dove!

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A dedication to a great poet, amazing person and a good friend; to David.

Deeply touched by his latest poem ‘Old Age Brings Neither WisdomNor Clarity’ and subsequent correspondence; and always learned lessons from.

*     *     *

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Artist, poets and deep thinkers are bound to encounter many enormous problematic questions and hence struggling to come up with some sort of answers and solutions. And simply, sometimes they’re able to cope, and sometimes, frankly, not.

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A Girl From The Post Office

A Girl From The Post Office

(An appreciation poem for local postal services)


Dedicated to brilliant staff at local Post Office

Came out a nice tone of voice, broad smile,

Hello sir, how can I help you today?

Smartly dressed, official, but friendly sexy face

Simply brilliant, as she strived to serve!

Made you feel, it is the service you want

In a blink of an eye, and you’re almost done!

But wait, you wouldn’t want yet to finish

No, not just yet!

As the eyes had just met,

And the hearts may have just begun, to connect.

Enough of romance, it’s the business time

I’ll be checking the post office’s working time

And I don’t know, should I be singing or mime

The girl, is not mine…

But I just like her, or is it a crime?

You’re made to feel you’re a special customer, always

The excellent service, topped with broad smile, ablaze

You’re put at ease, and very pleased, I should say,

Always …

Sending a parcel becomes a special moment, stays

And you feel….

You’re within the parcel yourself, as she weighs!

Oh, things she makes you to write and say…

Makes you to come back every day

Just to see her serving the customers,

With grace …

Enough, back to business, look at this way

Once you’re done with the parcels and weighs,

Looks you in the eyes and she says:

Is that all, or can I help you with some more?

A book of stamps or phone top up maybe?

Or some of the other services we offer, for thee!

Not today I say and thank her for that

Wish that I had many parcels, and come back!

Tempted to give her my phone to top up

Never mind the long queue, just to chat up!

I was in these lines of thoughts and then,

Came again same nice tone, sexy voice

Sir, Is that all or can I help you with some more?

And suddenly, was I awake or asleep?

Seemed that awake I was, but counting sheep!

What was I thinking? Seemed like a deep sleep!

No that I said, and I thank you so much

For the serving the customers as such!

And I enjoyed the service, very so much.

Now when I go to post and send something,

I will smile and say hello to her, and asking!

How was her day today, hard work, no dancing!

Hope she wouldn’t mind a sincere well wish

Being her customer today, is all I wish

Another wish that I have in my mind

To plan and ask her, to go for a dish!

Imagine I go and ask for her number

Pretend that I need to be served, only by her

What if I make a fool of myself!

Where shall I be going to post my parcels?

Or stay in, and wish for the passing angels!

Some fly passed, some may fall

And I hope don’t break their ankles!

In the end, all that I hope and wish for,

Is her, kindly to light up my candles… maybe more…

What a strange world!

Who knows?

And oh ...

Not to forget her colleague

Elegant and polite

Almost the same height

A wonderful delight !

They make my local post office

Brighter than bright

Whenever they're both, in sight

...

happy posting


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Dedicated to brilliant staff at local Post Office 

Some Dawn..…Some Dusk.....

Some Dawn..…Some Dusk…..

(This is inspired by "No Dawn No Dusk" by: She Whispers. You read this here: http://www.creative-poems.com/poem.php?id=279665)

(A Dedication to: She Whispers)

You know they say,

“There is a light at the end of the tunnel”

Even the tunnel itself, is a dark place!

And they also say,

“Every cloud has a silver lining”

And we know, cloud prevents the Sun,

From shining

The earthly happiness, we all seek,

Some we do, and some we don’t need

We can hear a lot, from rain whispering,

We can see a world, in “tossing gloaming”

Some of happiness, some of earthly pain

Our Worlds, Our Lives, Same Difference (2)

Our Worlds, Our Lives, Same Difference (2)

(A response and an appreciation to “The Difference” by:  Angelface, Poet_By_Heart)
You can read the "The Difference" here: http://www.creative-poems.com/member.php?id=22147

In your word

You might be torn apart,

Bearing the brunt of hardship.

In my world

It only adds to my misery!

For the works of art

In your world

The search might never end

And the love is rare.

In my world

The challenge is still on

In your world

Universe is conquered

Yet, one star is missing.

In my world

I see many stars

Each twinkle, to capture my heart!

In your world

Oceans crossed, left behind

“For true love to find”,

In my world

Too cold to swim, should shatter the ice, in my mind

In your world

Friends may play hide and seek

Just to pose a challenge, and some fun!

In my world

I am blessed, you’re right

Still, like to chase the fun;

In your world

Teasing for attention, is what you are,

In my world

I go deep, explore and see

The secret of nature,

And what they truly are?

In your world

Beauty is in abundance, everywhere

Yet, only one stands out.

In my world

True beauty, is in a normal girl

A “pretty woman”, lives in despair!

In your world

Half of believing, is in hearing

That leaves the only other half to see, you see!

In my world

Seeing is believing, yet I listen

With sharp ears and focused eyes, to thee

In your world

Blandishing, not allowed

True, and only fair,

In my world

Just don’t say it,

If all you can see, is only air.

In your world

There maybe a doubt, for cause,

In my world

Each and every effect, is the cause, for a pause!

And a bit further In my world,

“I believe in true love” too,

Though, I would say is relative!

And “I haven’t found one either”,

The truer, the harder I should look!

 No need to build any barriers for me, you see?

Or hide behind man-made walls,

As true love, will shatter them all

And penetrate.