Beggar

Messiah drinking

From his aluminium Glass

and Eating his limited meals 

In an aluminium plat

Behind Wooden doors

Where no one knows

With his shadow

from the Luminous

Playing tricks

Of his persona

as a king.

Miles to before I sleep.............

Over @ dVerse, Mary has us writing to quotes...

    This is all time in my mind...... whenever I feel down I used to say Miles to go before I sleep and remember the story my teacher told me ..................Stopping by the woods -  Robert Frost. 

My miles are yet to be completed i will never know when it will end as in the poem Robert Frost horse doesn't know why he stops, in my life my husband used to wonder sometime what this girl is up to.. yes i just be inside me its hard to guess my thoughts prob its the effect of this poem which is so deep down buried in my heart.

 

Looking back the path

Where only memories last

I am just the ordinary women

To live thy dreams

Achieve each one of all 

Body is worn out now

Not a teen age girl to run around

Medical history is growing each day

Living a tough life thy

Hopes are still high

Achievements goals are higher

Sitting in 2/2 cubical

I write what I desire 

Filling my dreams

Opening my heart

For I have not lost

But has accommodated all

Still filling each cup

Drinking desires of life

Making each ordinary day

Extraordinary

Meeting peoples 

Mails away....

Well Have to travel round the clock

of the world wide web

sitting in just 2/2 wooden block. 

Love to explore

Who are you and whom do you love? 

The women of dreams

dies for self of belonging

lives for her love

the one who loves 

One who keeps her as a queen

What else are you, that no one has seen before?

No one knows

I write my life out

My emotions are in control

for i have a friend to confess to

My online dairy

To be myself and expose

Describe a morning you woke without fear.

The day I am alone

on the shoulders of my love

In the dream land shore

over the toppest mount 

in Cloud No 9 of unknown

How will you know when you get there?

sleep like a baby

When I wake up

to the deep kiss of my love

Those are the questions, Marina has us answer for poetics at dVerse today… i answered all four of them…

Privacy

"Where are you going sweet heart?"

Ask with a disappointment 

As she walks in angry

out of the bed

"I am talking to you"

she just doesn't show interest

as she is filled with grief.....

Pulling her closer

to face him straight on his chest

"Just don't got wild

I know you feel bad

For you have to adjust"

"Whats for me to adjust?

What for me to wait?

I am independent, 

I want my space"

"You always put me down

Never go for my taste

Where is my little privacy 

That I long for to fill my grace"

"Nor money Nor pride Nor fame 

I ask for you to chase"

"All I need is my private space

for a while to re juice my inner blaze"

This poem is written for dVerse Meeting the Bar, where Claudia is having us use conversation in poetry.  this most of us can relate to as it happens to our day to day life............

banana tree

I sprout from my mothers root

Grow to give a lovely fruit

My leaves are the best to eat food

South Indian marriage use to decorate

Their food is not complete with out my supplies

From the door till dinning floor

You can see my presence

Every part of me is used

I don't go waste or no good

Abhra has us write trees for dVerse today… This is a tree I always love as it is so auspicious and also it is also very useful in every way........... It gives fruit vegetable and all its leaf is good for eating as it takes away the toxin in food that is what it is believed.......................