GOODBYE 2019

GOODBYE 2019

So 2019 is almost gone

One year's race you've almost won

Let's take a look back

To all things you'll take along

When this year came

You may have been happy again

Filled with hopes and desires

A large to-do list in your brain

Or you may have been sad

With whatever reason was thought bad

But you may have a desire

For this year to be glad

All this year you've seen

What an imbecile you've been

Forcing yourself into things

Deviating from your dream

To the people you've lost

Like leaves and summer and frost

You've paid your respects

And loved all year their ghost

And the people you've received

With trust in your heart believed

Have been through all year with you

With love both have perceived

Some hearts you've broken

Some mornings you wish you hadn't woken

But being through all this

A new you had evoken

Some days were summer

Some days have been bummer

And you may have experienced

How to be a new comer

But think about it

Stop, and apply your wit

After all you've been

You're still alive a bit

You're still you

Like the very drop of dew

Have your own identity

Have now become anew

So welcome this year

With love, hope and cheer

The cloudy skies once came

The cloudy skies will clear!

(Have a happy and prosperous New Year)

~THE POETESS

 

LAME STORY

LAME STORY

I have a cat

A cat named Cat

But the cat can't seem

To hear when I say Cat

So I took her

To the doctor

He said she was weak

And her vision was blur

Disappointed I came

Thought about her name

Bob, Harley, Puff, Snowball

But she heard when I said Lame

Lame was pretty

And a little too gritty

Yellow on orange or the other way

But oh she was zitty

Lame didn't know

Her world I couldn't blow

That she can't see

That her eyes were hollow

Daring as she was

Without a valid cause

Launched herself from shelf

To claim my chair with paws

Maybe the light was too bright

Or her weakened sight

Cause chair was on the left

She landed on the right

A thump sound came

Down came the rain

And I realized

I had lost my dearest Lame

On the funeral day

When everyone got away

I found a cute Minskin

And I named her May

So the next story

Of love and glory

Will be of May but

undead, don't worry!

~THE POETESS

 

GET UP

GET UP

A quiescent takes place

A pause starts

A tear goes down

A whisper imparts

A mother shocked

A sister cried

A brother fluttered

A father died

The family shook

The family broke

Suddenly now

The fear evoke

The roots of trees

Eaten by imbeciles

The black dark clouds

Taking away the bliss

But sunshine

Will appear again

Love you've lost

Love will you gain

Another day starts

The mother sets out

The father rests there

Pure like his shroud

The daughter goes

The world she rules

And the confident son

Spends another day at school

Grieving a failure

Is a human nature

But outlasting one

Is what should be done!

~THE POETESS