Every Snapshot has a Story

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On Every Road Trip

On every road trip
you and I take
the eye catches
one beautiful place.

That city of old
it’s simple but gold.
A village in a country
seemingly full of naivete.

Must stop and watch
A breathtaking sunset
Or sit upon the hood
And marvel at the stars.

One may yearn to stay
The heart says nay
For there is home
Not so far away.

No worries just yet
Just steer and stop
At your heart’s desire
To bask and admire

One beautiful place
the eye catches
on every roadtrip
You and I take.

What I See

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I sit and eat and
through the glass wall
I watch and see
all creatures, you and me.

Cheerful ones sprint
jump and run
Mothers and infants
twinned by prams

Slow and fast-paced,
some swift and rushed
All of them today
Apace on their way

Each with a purpose
come what may
Those steps and gaits
intent on a final end

All creatures, you and me
I watch and see.
through the glass wall
I sit and eat.

Inspired by observing people one fine day.

SACRIFICE

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disguise your torment

for someone else’s joy…

rein in your tears

for someone else’s smile…

 

 

feign your bravery

to allay another’s fear…

laugh out loud

to shield a muffled cry…

 

 

abandon your beliefs

and let theirs flourish…

cease to exist

for another to thrive…

 

 

you despair to scream

out loud!

silence is a must

your voice fading in a cloud…

 

 

fold your wings

for someone  to fly, high…

step aside, 

let the other walk out proud…

 

 

where there’s love

comes sacrifice

you’d stop breathing

for a new life to begin…

‘Of The Sea’

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There were four

That became two

‘Of the sea’

Just  you and me.

When the world shook

An arm kept me safe

‘Of the sea’

Did it for me.

 

Kept apart by miles and years

The flow of blood, fervent

That bridge between prevails

Unbroken, forever unburnt.

My love, respect and awe

Never lost, be in the know

I miss the big bro

Of the sea, so I speak.

In My Arms (A daughter’s wish)

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holding my mother’s hand

In my arms

I wish she’d be

I reach out

Only a shadow I see

I am not void of rue

I ache to hold you

Steady and safe

Never out of sight

Time must turn back!

That I may cease to pine

For one who was mine

Her love eternal and pure.

As night faded away

So did she

In her frailty

She let go

In her arms,

I breathed my first

In my arms

She breathed her last.

In Her Arms (A mother’s love)

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In her arms
I lay
For the very first time
that day

Safely entwined
Lovingly cradled
To her bosom
My life and my home
In her steadfast arms
A constant haven of warmth
Ever the sturdy pillars
Which held me to endure

I yearn and I plea
Where else would I be?
In her arms, now a dream
Gone forever now for real.

			

				
	


			
				


		

		
The Boy at the Beach


				

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By the sea


I live and breathe


With the waves


I play and seek


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Keypads, the tube and minecraft


I need not


The raft, an oar and nature


My furlough, my solace




This corner of the world, I reign


I cruise, fearless and happy


In this home I own.


Judge me not, you see


My life is not less


but beautiful and free!


(Photo credits: dehl)

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