CHARMING LOVE

CHARMING LOVE 

"I haven’t seen the fiery rays of sun,
But, saw it in your magnetic eyes !
 

I haven’t felt the cool gust of moon,
But,felt it in your zig-zag breathe !
 

I haven’t seen the flowers budding,
But,saw it in your glossy smile !
 

I haven’t seen “beauty” so far,
But,realised it is “you” obviously !
 

I haven’t felt the astounding feelings of love,
But,felt it when am alone without you ! "

By: R.AARTHIKA India

THE ROMANTIC VOICE

THE ROMANTIC VOICE

” Everyday,I wake up from siesta,

 Only after your cordial touch!

Everyday,I get into work,

 Only at your presence!

 My amusement lies nowhere,

 But on tip of your thumb!

Your warm touch on me,

 Makes you remit yourself!

You have rest on Sundays,

 But I work everyday,

 Just  for your recreation ”

 Told my tv-remote,

 To me in a romantic voice!"

By: R.AARTHIKA  "India"
 

God’s Gift

God’s Gift

"GOD hasn’t given me,

A Magical scale,

 To measure your beauty !

GOD hasn’t donated me,

Wings like a bird,

To fly at your garden !

GOD hasn’t granted me,

Horns like a bull,

To knock your enemies down !

GOD hasn’t  awarded me,

Birth like a bee,

To consume your honey smile !

GOD hasn’t provided me,

Birth like eye-lashes,

To protect your stunning eyes !

GOD hasn’t blessed me,

To come as rain,

To touch and play with you !

But, GOD has Gifted me,

       A Kind Heart,

       Only to care about you !"

By: R. AARTHIKA"India"

Mom

Mom

I write this poem in acknowledgment of my mother
The one who will always show me love like no other

She’s always been there through thick & thin
Bloods thicker than water, no matter where you've been

When everyone leaves and turns their backs
It’s time to change your ways, time to switch tracks

Ma Dukes is the one who showed me the way
She gave me a second chance, to be here today

A mothers love is something special
It has no strings and is never conditional

Never forget that no matter what you do
Your mother will always be there, to comfort you

With out her, who knows where I’d be
She showed me the door, and gave me the key

Turn the page, start a new chapter
I look forward to her love every day after

Your mother is more than a friend
She’ll be there with you until the end

A different kind of love, the love of a mother
I hope my mom knows how much I love her

Love Poems
By: Gregory Smitheman


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Dinners for Sinners

Dinners For Sinners

I wake up every morning at five thirty
Not because I’m grimy or dirty

But because the man yells chow
It’s not even food, but hell I’ll eat it now

Then after I eat I’ll go back to sleep
I wish I could do so for at least a week

Next time for I will wake, it not to be opposite a steak
But a shitty shank tray, with out even some cake

A little while longer, I sit, read and ponder
I wait to eat some more and let my mind wander

So here comes the last meal of the day
I wish the cooks to be fired, sent far away

For the food is utterly disgusting
Later to be on the toilet ass a busting

After sitting on the royal throne
I’ll try to go to sleep as I did once at home

This IS the life of an inmate
So value you life, don’t break your plate

Jail Poetry
By: Gregory Smitheman


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