Seven Poems - Day Five of Seven

I won’t say that I didn’t

Think of you

I’ll also not say that I did

But it was said

I glassy-eyed

And the glass blushed too.

As the world whirled

You sat there

And I here

It’ll come soon, I promise

The glass blushed too.

Seven Poems - Day Four

A spoilt little big one

Hidden in a nook

Wrapped in a blanket

Look how he shook!

Green tea, gray tea

A pot of soup

Nighty night bear

I love you too!

Seven Poems - Day Three

Another’s arms are a good place

To start

To know

There are none better

Whether to dance

Or to embrace

Or run up and tip over

There are none better

Seven Poems - Day Two

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That one time I missed a turn

Forgot to stop, went on

You, oh jumpy, jaunty you

Flooded with a smile.

Turn, turn, turn I did

Every single time

Adding a moment. Who knew?

You made goodbye a smile!

Seven Poems - Day One

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Even the white of her dress

Could not conceal

Her nakedness.

It went from

“Why don’t you speak?”

To “I love how you talk”.

The day she said she loves him too.

Life Will End Before it Begins

Why does it feel like my life will end before it begins? That I will slog day after day, every single day till that moment when in a flash, or perhaps a second or two, it'll be snuffed out. And in its wait I remain suspended in something I have been told is reality. And no I don't think I'll be a deer caught in headlights but that person who turns to see that speeding truck in slow-motion where there is just enough time to say well this sucked because the endless wait was never worth it.