Mother Tongue   I never forgot this language— the way my tongue should roll when I pronounce the words   The accent and expressions grab the phrases strongly   The sentences slip out of my mouth with an ease   The pen doesn’t fumble when…

Melt in your mouth and hands alright! Such a creamy delight In its dark, milky, or ivory goodness I love chocolate When it’s hot and cozy When it’s cold and frosty When it nutty or on a cake When it’s the skin on his face…

When I’m writing, I get lost in myself, lost in the moment, lost in the story, lost in passionate imagination. Right-hand controls the wielded weapon, while the left hangs on for dear life, keeping sanity intact for us all. Infinite are the possible stories, characters,…

Run, Run, Run!   Run, run, run! or else they will go ahead the competition is fierce   Oh! Don’t take a break to breathe by the bay   Run, run, run! or else you would miss the train to the destination   Oh! Don’t…

The childish laughter rolled with the green hills Up and down and they enjoyed the play and thrills Sisters loving the sunshine in the pool of daffodils Running happily through the afternoon as a breeze brought on a chill Bows and laces, smiling faces, showing…

Your sorrows will fade like the night sky fades— from black to blue from blue to pink.   The dawn will come.

Women Divine Stop at the sign You have a loss Dressed like a boss Paint the town The nose of a clown Suit so bright On a candy cane with white Highlight of a sunset The love I’ll never forget jj2017

Spider   Spider don’t crawl towards me like my lover   Spider don’t entangle me in your web like my lover   Spider don’t spit  venom on me like my lover

Would you never   Would you never try to seek everything thou left to me? Would you never tell me thy existence was based on this love?   Form- Golden shovel (Never seek to tell thy love by William Blake)