Been a long time

Pretending I’m strong

Behind the smiles

Is a world crumbling.

So lost without you…

PEACE -An Acrostic

Vague is Tuesday.

In the city, it’s oblivion I see-

Outburst of cheers against rage and revolt

Lobbying SHE-supporters in thousands

Entrenched in hatred and sorrow.

Now is the time to accept and respect

Call of the people goes to the orange guy

Everyone should just give the HE a chance.




Woke up to a dim warm day
with the sun in shade of gray
and the skies so frail
worse than any other weekday.

Some went with her,
while more with him.
What’s the use
when both make me confused?

While somewhere far east,
the dictator’s family throws a feast
as the wax body is laid to rest
in a place for heroes no less.

Today I woke to a brand new day,
where there’s no room to play
as my heart sobs in dismay
and people fall to a beastly prey.

Skid Row


How can I ignore (when)

Out in the streets,

Many remain without a home?

Each tent

Lives a man

Encaved in hope (that)

Someday he’ll make it and








A big domed spaceship I see

Neatly seated on earth with glee.

All lit up and ready to get go

High up to the bird’s nest.

Encased beauty to welcome guests

In this city made of joy at its best

Merrily the home of Mickey Mouse and his quest.


Can I Call You?

Do you feel my pains?

Do you see the tears?

The hurts never stop

Not a minute of the day.

I am miserable without you

Finding myself crying

In total darkness

Calling out your name.

I am lost without you

Walking with no strength

Stripped off any confidence

You once instilled in me.

I am tearful each time

Thoughts of you cross my mind

For there is a million and one

Of happy memories.

Can I call you?

Can you talk to me?

Will you listen

To my questions?

Do you want me to forget?

To move forward?

Do you want me to smile

Without murmurs inside?


A father’s love for his kid

Becomes priceless

The moment life begins

And ends never.
A father’s heart feels all-

Your joys. Your fears.

He knows your secrets

Trying to give you hints.
A father’s touch will always be

Your comfort. Your peace.

He knows you love him

Even if words are unspoken.
A father’s choice to be your Dad

Will forever be engraved in your heart.

His smile. His smell. His frown.

His love for you is undying.
A father like mine,

Jolly and loving yet

Strong and reasonable,

Will always be a blessing.
He hates not a thing about you.

He dares not risk his fortune…

The fortune of having you as his child.

He calls his kid his treasure.
A father is an inspiration.

And that’s what matters most.

He is in your heart 

Day and night. Rain or shine


The skies are brighter today
With the rich rays from the sun
As soldiers march in unison
To pay honor to a man I call Dad.

My Dad.
My hero.
My strength.
You are loved by all.

Even in the sickest hour
You put a smle on your face
Without a word spoken,
You spelled out joy and peace.

Now that you are gone
They have this 21-gun salute
To honor and bid adieu
To the man I call my Dad.

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