Blog 461:
A woman looks out the window
She
stares at something
Nothing
in particular I could see
Not
from where I sat in curious vigil
Yet
she gazes at a distance
As
if she anticipates an event … a sight …
Perhaps
she waits for a movement …
Maybe
she hopes for a sign of kind
I
get agitated just looking … watching …
Nonetheless,
there she stands patiently spotting
Offering
nothing more, but a serious gape
Suddenly
a shadowy figure appears
I
vaguely could make sense of it
Except
she gets filled with excitement
At
the sight of the one beloved soul mate
Whose
gait and walk even from afar
Truly
is familiar and in memory rooted within
In
her every vein and pulse!
Blog 460:
Remember the good
Learn from the bad
The
dead is dead
It
doesn’t want us to mourn
It
doesn’t hear our moaning
It
doesn’t feel our loss
It
doesn’t care about rationalizing anything
Remember the good
Learn from the bad
The
dead is dead
Nothing
will make right a committed wrong
Nothing
will cheer it up
Nothing
will make up for lost nurturing
Nothing
will bring it back to life
There’s
only cherishing …
A
remembering of all the good one’s life lived!
There’s
only learning …
An
acting to never repeat wrongs a life once lived!
Blog 459:
The
dead lay still six feet underground
In
time, their bodies decompose
From
routine rain downpour
And
busy work of devouring soil
I
don’t understand much about humans’ fuss
Time
and again a squabble over coffins arise
Debating,
choosing, and finally deciding on one
As
if identifying the strongest of them all
Would
preserve all along a dead body
The
dead lay still six feet underground
In
time, their bodies decompose
From
routine rain downpour
And
busy work of actively devouring soil
When
I die, there’d be no fuss
There’d
be no screaming, no fussing
Over
which coffin to put my dead body
“Spare
me the debate, please!
Return me only as dust back into the ground!”
Blog 458:
At
10 PM, I laze at the couch
Inducing
my body and mind to lull
I
can’t explain though why they fight
My
desire to sleep is overpowering
Yet
neither one wants to rest … yet …
My
eyes are lit up as well
They
are fixated on the tube
Where
noise and images keep going …
And
going … fighting with body and brain
My
rebel eyes defy too the sleep I yearn
“Stop,
you both!” I yell
They
quit … for a moment
And
then make a “GO” once again
From
my fetal posture, I straighten up and lie very still
Soon
they both give up, and I doze down in sleep!
Blog 457:
Wait
for a sign
Wait
for the right time
Wait
for something exciting
Wait
for that first meeting …
Wait
to be called
Wait
for a response
Wait
for someone’s arrival
Wait
for something to end …
Wait
for a decision
Wait
for a turn to act or speak about
Wait
things to turn around
Wait
for an effect …
Awkward
funny it is to wait
With
waiting, patience lapses
When
waiting, tension builds up
Waiting
numbs our being …
Blog 456:
Tired
body must lie down
After
a grueling, physical toil
Let
neck extend side to side, front and back
Let
screaming shoulders calm down
Let
lumbar pains find comfortable resting spots
Let
extremities straighten
Let
hands stretch and relax
Let
feet soak in lukewarm H20 treat
Let
mind find beautiful thoughts
But
beyond all winding down rituals
Let
eyes close and take respite
Find
that repose that soothes and heals
Find
a restful place
Find
sleep
Renew!
Blog 455:
Let
dessert be cake
Top
it with dark, delectable confection
Let
nightcap’s drink be warm coco
Top
it with slivers of brown sprinkles
Let
any snacks be topped with Kisses
Or
filled with melting Hershey candy
Nothing
is tastier to the palate
Nothing
is more mouth watering
Nothing
is more craving-pleasing
There’s
nothing better to indulge in
Nothing more exquisite than CHOCOLATE!
