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Thursday, September 21, 2017

La Primera Noche...


Remembering the first night we spent together;
My stomach grumbled,heart throbbed,
My eyes stunned, the whole body wrapped in feathers;
Beauty soaked in moonlight and my heart was robbed.

Uplifted by the certainty and the charm;
Even the willows gracefully bowed with love,
Filled by breeze, even danger meant no harm;
Clouds bestowed blessings as gentle as a dove.

He took my hand, I skipped a beat;
My soul shifted completely, and I let it be,
My heart struggled but I peacefully accepted my defeat;
The world changed when he smiled, bent down on his knee.

I fell in love with the rhythm of his gage;
Captivated by his gesture, I swayed with the gift,
I wanted him to feel my love even in rage;
So engrossed in his tenderness, I kissed him in the drift.

He embraced me in his protective arms tightly;
The warmth in my soul flowed through his cheeks.
All i wished for was it to be a ritual nightly;
Time blindfolded our eyes but night left its murkiness meekly.

With the sun, the pain drenched in the rise;
I was reborn with my life in his hands,
After years of bruised wounds if this the received prize,
I will leave no stone unturned to reap the love from our land...




Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Feathers of Hope

Confined to ourselves, living in a bubble
Hoping for transition, serene and subtle.

Because one day the bubble will burst,
Exposing actuality's crust.

Are we prepared for the change?
Challenging the stereotypical range?

The battle will be gruesome and painful,
The reaction, distressful and disdainful.

The infection has reached the innermost layer,
Rape and murder, and we say We Care.

Protecting, aiding the ones we call our own,
Ignoring the rest even if they're prone.

Insensitive n ignoramus part of us needs to go,
Initiating change, though the process will be slow.


                                        
--to be continued

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