Villanelle

It's time 

It’s time for you to go 

away from all my sight 

pretending that you know 

You never go with the flow

Always try to make a fight 

We just wish for you to go 

Cold in heart like a piece of dough 

Our relationship; it’s just not right 

What will happen, you never know 

Can’t you see who has done wrong-hello?

Your mind is dense like a flying kite 

Sooner or later I know you’ll go 

In lying and hiding, you’re such a pro 

All your actions give me fright 

It’s amazing- such things you know 

When is the real self you will show?

So dark in mind, ready to smile 

I wonder when you’ll finally go 

Just keep in mind, soon the truth they’ll know 

Ghazal

Here for you 

My dream may lead to one false lie 

However my thought’s that its not bad to give a try 

Seeing you in agony and pain all the way through 

It hurts for me to see your face as I go by 

Sometimes I tread the path by accident 

and see you there alone, making my heart die 

It matters most to us in where you stand

Far there is where I see your presence lie

I find my eyes sting when I look at you
Just wishing for you to go by

Never being able to take a step forward
but able to look at the cold figure up above high

Irritating me all the way through the night
Thinking solemnly as the night goes dry

Knowing that sadness never lasts in one
and by knowing that this is why I try

Never ever letting you out of my sight
wishing you would open your heart and give another try

We stand there all in hand to hand 

Do not forget we stand next to you so never cry 

Sonnet

Beneath the starry night 

My thought drains in one scorching summer’s day

like drag on flies my mind lights on and off 

down on the prickling grass is where I lay 

smoke arising from chimneys make me cough 

I stare up and above the darkened sky

the stars I see are twinkling brightly yes, 

for then I rest my eyes far up and high

reflecting back to my mistake and mess  

My beating heart and mind starts slowing down

and like a dream I hear the long lost steps 

I blink my eyes to check and then I frown 

My imagination has gone too far in depth 

I place my eyes to one of twinkling stars 

and make a wish which no one knows it’s ours  

Ode/Elegy

Home (Ode) 

Sweet smell fills the air inside 

Wondering are my sleeping toys 

There barks my long missed dog 

welcoming with a warm lick on my cheek 

I stumble to my room in seconds

changing into my long missed pajamas 

and striving to the kitchen, 

smelling the boiling soup that touches my nose 

The warmth of hugs from my parents and siblings 

The cuddling love with the familiar scents

that I lock into my memory 

knowing every minute and second is precious. 

Grandfather (Elegy)

Holding away our last tears,

Grabbing onto the pain that aches through our heart 

Did anyone know time would fly so fast 

Looking at the still, pale figure that lies restlessly below 

May we lock you in our memories 

treasure you in our broken, yet recovering hearts 

Save you in our two wondering eyes

Remember you as our role model 

Although he is far up above, 

he watches us and looks down,

far beneath the floating clouds 

Treasuring each and one of us

Just like we treasure him inside us,

knowing this is not the end. 

Article-related Ballad

Dynamite poem

Best Friend

Loyal, trustworthy 

Helping, caring, loving 

telephone, chat, sword, threat  

despising, cursing, ignoring

deceitful, hostile

Enemy

Concrete poem

Smile 

Whatever                                   whatever

          the                 your 

      situation                                  emotions lead          

          or                                        you to be,

            

                                                         Act 

Knowing

                                                          definite

  how                                                 a

     to                      

smile                                          be

            to anyone you meet should

Free verse on friendship

The damage 

Everything ages or dies out 

when you do not take care of it.

cracking any second, 

Just like a glass cup would do.

The moment you release the grip from the white glass

it shakes and mingles into one pile 

like black ashes in the darkness 

that cannot be collected back to the way it was 

some of them shining solemnly 

Knowing it cannot be put back like the way it was,

but instead with cracks and lines that you cannot mend,

just like your dead, damaged heart 

too late to mend or put it back to where it was left at

the feeling of emptiness and sorrow

or maybe relief and satisfaction, 

leaving it up to you in the end 

all depending on what you would do, 

whether to litter it or treasure it. 

Relationship Haiku

To where? 

Just clueless in mind 

The time changing everything 

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