Twra einai vrady
Ageras fysa
Mia skepsh perna
Ena xadi
Psyxh mou, pou pas,
mes' sto skotadi?
Ejw einai vrady
Mh martyras
Ston khpo eimai
Mesa sta roda
Freska ein' ola
Edw eimai
Se perimenw
Eipes pws tha 'rtheis
San erthei o Marths
Epimenw
Ma pan' ta xronia
Nekros o khpos
Aiwnios ypnos
Mes' sta xionia
A voice recorded, soft but clear,
Echoes pain we failed to hear.
Hannah spoke from shadows deep,
Of secrets buried none should keep.
A hallway's whisper, locker stares,
Unseen wounds and empty chairs.
A photo passed, a cruel slight,
Each reason dimmed another light.
Justin's love turned into blame,
Jessica’s tears, the haunting shame.
Bryce’s smirk, a predator’s grin,
The silence loud—it let him win.
Clay rewinds but can't undo,
The paths they crossed, the truths they knew.
Mr. Porter, blind and slow,
Let chances slip and let her go.
Zach took notes but not her cries,
While Tyler's lens revealed the lies.
Alex sank beneath the weight,
Of guilt, too heavy and too late.
Thirteen stories, thirteen names,
A map of hurt, a trail of flames.
In every voice, a fractured plea:
“Would someone have stood up for me?”
Words Of Wisdom And Power
“smart you” - sis
“go get paid” - LL
“she has full capability” - LL
“you are a natural leader” - aunt C
“honored working with you” - LL
“you are the only person I’d give the credit to” - MM
“QQ, be selective of your spouse” - 3rd aunt
“earn money silently” - mo
“you are tiny but mighty” - RL
“you are a smart cookie.” - KY
“don’t date man who is more than 10 years than you” - MM
“you are overly responsible” - MM
“not many people have strong Qi like you” -MG
“you are balanced.” LW
“not just a Master’s degree” - MH
“Sierra, you are self-resilient” - LW
“Marvel by your calmness” - AA
“the most organized person I’ve ever known” - PL
“you’ve accomplished so much, do not sell yourself short” - LAK
“what is the best for Sierra” - MM
“admire your business talents” - AA
“focus on self-care” -mo
"be sure he treats you well" - LCC
We all want what we want
And feel it's what we deserve
Through life's ups and downs
Through actions and words
At the moment we're born
We start wanting our wants
Before we've even learned
Of the do's and the dont's
The wants don't always add up
To what it is we should do
As pressures continue to mount
We should align with the truth
That the shoulds care for each other
The shoulds reach goals and dreams
While wants bring down one another
As they over power the needs
So let's do what we should
Not letting wants have their way
Without want's clogging life's path
Ahead should be better days
MH
What If...
The soldiers of the world
All at the very same time
Laid down their mighty weapons
And refused to fight
Walked off of the killing fields
To make their way back home
As the world stood by and watched
Would we then all get along
What If...
Those who preached of hate
Suddenly shut their mouths
Turning from the hatred in their hearts
To find what true love is all about
Would it make a difference
In how you loved those around
Would it make a difference
In how you loved yourself
What If...
All the leaders of the world
Came together for one day
Locked themselves inside a room
With their adviser's out of the way
Could they see each other with value
And become the best of friends
Seeing it's not just a country after all
But a world that we live in
What If...
MH
Can you see that it's time
With no watch on your arm
Is there hope to survive
If you've done bought the farm
When all things feel right
Does the moment just flow
How can a man say
What he doesn't know
If your neck deep in the stream
Shouldn't you know how to swim
If there's truth in the ring
Should you step out and give in
Do all mountain tops
Come with a slope
How can a man reach the heights
If his life view is low
Are you late to the central
In Eastern time
If it's really that simple
Then why's it so hard to find
Have you often faltered
Where you've clearly been
How can a man love
If he's never let love in
If your deep in the dream
Can you be what you want to be
If your dream was a train
Would it run out of steam
Could you hold onto the promise
If the words aren't there to lend
How can a man start over
Once he's reached his end
MH
I loved her then as I love her now
But my mental health caused us to row.
As I sit here on the brink
I know it really was the drink.
My actions or the past I can not change
Somehow the loneliness no longer feels so strange.
I sometimes wonder what might have been
If only the true me she'd ever seen.
To stop the noise within my head
I drink and drink until its time for bed.
If it was only us two we might have the key
But its NOT and a dad I can never be.
He's unlike the kind you see on stage,
who do stand up like their actors in a play,
instead he'll sit down and build and create,
while he and his quirky imagination go on a nutella date,
He conjures up animal's who build rockets,
or writes about belly lint or whats in his pockets,
sometimes about unique strawberry women or unicorns,
or spam, pork rinds, or a zoo he might scorn,
His funny, quirky poems are definitely hard to resist,
that's why they're on my poetry reading list,
most of them light, comical and never a bore,
they'll tickle your funny bone right to the core,
That's why I try to read them first thing in the morn,
before I go to work and head out the door,
I'm sure like me he's a poet on the run,
just thankful he has time to be a sit down comedian.
12-10-16 Happy Birthday M.H. and thanks for your funny, quirky poems!
He's unlike the kind you see on stage,
who do stand up like their actors in a play,
instead he'll sit down and build and create,
while he and his quirky imagination go on a nutella date,
He conjures up animal's who build rockets,
or writes about belly lint or whats in his pockets,
sometimes about unique strawberry women or unicorns,
or spam, pork rinds, or a zoo he might scorn,
His funny, quirky poems are definitely hard to resist,
that's why they're on my poetry reading list,
most of them light, comical and never a bore,
they'll tickle your funny bone right to the core,
That's why I try to read them first thing in the morn,
before I go to work and head out the door,
I'm sure like me he's a poet on the run,
just thankful he has time to be a sit down comedian.
12-10-16
Happy Coming up Birthday M.H. and thanks for your funny, quirky poems!
Who would have known who would have guessed
That you'd say no and I'd say yes
When all we do is argue all the time
I bring with me my best of game
Which is kind of feeble and kind of lame
But it's the only game that I can find
If either shows that they are weak
The other jumps in with both feet
With claws extended looking for the kill
Would I do that...yes I would
Would you do that...if you could
Enjoying all along the cheap thrill
We come to this party all prepared
Hoping that the other is unaware
Of the dangers that lurk around the bend
You smile at me with the greatest ease
I smile back with sharpened teeth
Knowing where we're going and where we've been
Have you ever stopped to wonder why
We always fuss we always fight
Isn't it time we put this to an end
And since I know the way you are
You should be the one to start
Cause your the one that started it in the beginning
MH
Disclaimer: This has nothing to do with me and my wife.
We never argue...I just do what she tells me to do!
In the Silence of Violence
The piece of silence
Shot into the sky;
Then, a piece of sky
Fell into the fire;
The lives of hundreds
Were burnt
And the heart of earth
Was bent;
For the mistake of
Flying in that zone
Where devils play
The time is wounded
With sight of fight
And fallen as piece
Of history;
That foe is unknown
From those known
And un-grown
From that secret place
With that violent silence;
Yesterday
That bird MH 370;
And
Today
The bird MH 17;
We don’t know
What will be their next
Target tomorrow?
It’s all a surreptitious strategy
An endless annihilation
And a ceaseless ablaze;
The world holding its heart
In its fist and revolving
Around
As deserted woman
Carrying her children;
The time
And the sky
Embalming their wounds
With their own cream
Are looking
Into the future
With too much fear!
© R K Chowdary
19July2014
P.S:
[In tribute to all those 298 passengers belonging to various counties, killed in
the crash of Malaysia Airlines flight MH17, which has crashed in Ukraine, on the
border with Russia, which was shot down by a missile on 17.7.2014]
This is a tragedy
A tragic in the history
MH a Malaysian Hospitality
Ended in a catastrophe
Another date of unhappy
July 17 you flew from Amsterdam
MH 17 you are proud flying no harm
Boeing 777 is your airplane
You are shot down in Ukraine
That’s in the Russian border
In the conflict zone it happen
Malaysians are shock
Everyone felt struck
And we mourn the attack
Crying your luck
Your destiny hack
Before MH370 is back
You come with a shock
Suppose Kuala Lumpur is your last track
Kota Kinabalu (18 July)
They parachute nude into urban New Jersey,
two Brits on a mission to claim their nobility,
a Prince and his Princess, infantile, ill equipped,
out to reconquer America, their rightful home.
*******
A synopsis of a novel written by a British author.
Have you heard of it? or better yet have you read it?
Hint: His initials are M.H.
Taken by the heart and crushed,
Emotions shattered, thoughts rushed.
Crippled by the love that was finally denied.
Riddled by the gunfire by a lover who lied.
Hurt and beaten down, yet I stand tall,
I shall never again be beaconed by a lovers call.
Revitalized by my own heart and soul,
I will be one with, Emotional control.
Bitter sweet memories of lovers past,
I shall never again mention when asked.
Powered by the will and passion in my heart,
I have begun anew and with the past I have part.
Beware, for I am beautiful and strong
And I shall never again be that lost love song.
Angels have united and fight for my cause,
I will never again be the woman that I was.
My dreams are my future, filled full, with love,
And I will get all that I have been dreaming of.
I will rejoice, be happy, and smile that smile,
Knowing that my love life is set, if only for a while.
©REB (Jan 2013) someone needs this MH
Flooding of spirit
Mystery taunting, painful
Behind me now, flow
Thanks M.H. for the inspiration
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