COMETH THE SENSES

All the senses be like

Oh what is this guy trying to talk

about

From where cometh the eyes

That giveth me sight to see

From where cometh the nose

That is positioned so well to smell all 

that is happening outside me

From where cometh the ears

That's quite parallel to each other

Yet helps in the listening/hearing ability

From where cometh the tongue

That say's I taste not what I detest.

And now, from where cometh the skin

That makes it easier to touch/feel the surroundings

The senses are so powerful and vital for the human existence

It gives us the sense of hope for our living.

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ANTICIPATION

Did we just anticipate

great things that we'd to

do together in 

this quarantined time'?

We did not 

do something creative,

only made things probative

because we were not

believing in our meditative

minds and skills.

We only remain stagnant

in a direction 

of the large voices,

amidst the crowd.

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BRAVERY

Are you that brave

to stand on a good one after you behave,

or you're been disowned by people around you?

Bravery 

isn't all about war

For us to ador.

Wearing the mask saves the world.

And leading us to the underworld.

Bravery of oneself

is measured by individual's bookshelf;

To how much fear we all can overcome.

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LOCK DOWN

Bearing positive energy

for others

on our mind will always be there.

Mental health

sure will always be there.

It reminds us to stay at home.

To a lock down effect

that could drive us crazy.

Lest, stay at home; remain

an anchor to another.

Its possible effects of

excruciating hurdles

are challenging your limits.

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A MOTHER'S LOVE

The awesomeness of a day like this

assumes numerous things as a primary concern.

A person like me seldom

hold up with words on such days.

A mother's love is unfathomable.

Her companionship till today 

is mysteriously absent in the human scale.

Her unconditionality to express

that affection leaves me to long

for more as little as I am in her arms.

Her words to me right from conception

rings to me, 

and still keeps me to date.

Her mindful nature is yet another

dimension to be discovered.

Me, a blessed being conceived of a Heavenly attendant like her.

Me, a mother's love

is like that of the umbilical cord that was

and still appended to me, oh whenever 

I twist and feel that dash of her

down my chest I give honour.

A mother's love discriminates not anybody.

Of one distributed evenly to everyone of her own kind, and that of others.

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To find such an affection from a mother

is a unique one, 

especially to that love

of mine drawn from her milk.

A love that teaches and directs me, you

to be more charitable and to be 

of service to others.

How able is to be inscribed with a pen 

which has no idea of a mother's love¿

A love of a mother! Is an interminable one.

A mother we have!

Remembering each day of our live 

with such uniqueness of a mother's love.

This poetical writing is dedicated to all mothers, who have showed to me a motherly care since your encounter with me; most especially the mother/friend of my own to whom I was brought forth to earth here ❤💖💕.

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HEY! WHAT IF

Denial is to be 

the one who would

always resent.

Getting the right

thing at the right time is very

unfortunate.

It pertains.

I might trust dog instead of humans

trustworthiness and loyalty.

Hmmmm!

The uncertainties of life

is what makes life more meaningful

than life itself.

What If.

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