(#3/12): (“Anniversary”)
Bare trees green in spring.
Anniversaries that mark
Each passing season.
© 2015 Silvester Phua
No Rest For An Open Heart
There is no rest for an open heart.
We swirl and swill the depths in our mouths
like yesterday’s coffee.
We of the feeling realms are
bound by our natures, to move
and melt into shieldlessness;
no matter the outcome.
Is surrender the answer?
I’m not sure I’ll know.
For my heart being open
and my gates being closed
is a battle never to be won.
A funny thing to be in..
Being in love
turns out to be funny
Smiling all the time
giggling for a while
Dreaming of his eyes
Lips too sometimes
Its funny to be happy
regardless of anything
He didn’t say Hi!
Or even Bye!
Though we still fly
Coz, our dreams are high
Seems funny to be in it
but my smile says its worth it!
Beats
A hummingbird flaps its wings up to 70 times per second
Which is how fast my heart beats when you look at me
And I cant find the perfect words to say
So I just look at you, and smile and wonder if your heart is beating as fast as mine
They say when you hear someones heart beat, your heat syncs to their beat
I wonder how many times, when you were on top of me
When we were a tangled sweaty mess, our heart beats became one
Two hearts beating, 140 times a second
Baby we could power small cities
Small cities filled with jealous lonely hearts wishing they could beat as fast as ours
This Place
This Place
Virginia Carraway Stark
The leaves wave
Away the tears
And lines on your face
They say it’s safe
And make this place
Paradise even for a day
The wheel of fate
Is graven here
As is each roses thorn
And every petal
Made of pink silk
The leaves rustle
In the invisible
And the rain cleans off your face
Here in this place
Each dew drop
In the very hand of grace
Moment
The moment my heart felt love.
That moment my heart.
Filled with love .
One side of my heart filled with love.
The other side filled with pain because that day.
You die you took my heart with you.
The moment my heart felt.
Love that moment my heart felt pain for the love that.
Went away has fast my heart felt it.
Know matter how love comes into a heart.
it can be just a moment when the heart.
Die from a love that was forever.
Prompt for Hour Five
Write a persona poem. A persona poem is when you write from the perspective of someone else; e.g. not your own perspective. That person can be imagined, or someone you know personally, or alternatively the poem can be from the perspective of a famous individual. That person can be alive or dead or even fictional.
Land of Perfection
Perfection
Back in the days, before the injection, life was not like it is today
people spent their time at labor
often with little rest,
then they found the perfect serum
and here we are,
look at us,
living here
We spend our days at the coliseum
watching them rip each other; from ear to ear
Before the injection and the time of Perfection
we had to watch them suffer
it was all their doing, and their choice
But now all is well in the Land of Perfection
Lie back
inject the serum
you don’t want those cracks to show…
By: KMH 2015
POEM 4-Us in the mirror
What if Cinderella had said ”Mirror, mirror on the wall”
and not the well-known Snow White?
What if my story was yours
and if your story was mine?
What changes if you are a beggar or a prince?
Does anything change at all?
If yes, for whom?
For you or for the people around you?
Will you care more for society’s whims
than for your soul, than for your beliefs?
Are we going in the right direction?
Or are we wrong? Quo vadis Domine?