Thursday, April 26, 2018

Muse



In the darkest of night,
Your the aurora shining bright .
As the sun turns to dark,
Your the light in the park,

My mind has been so full of light,
Following the radiant light , so bright ,
It’s like a song only meant for me,
Showing me the way to see,

Happiness among the pain,
Determine the difference between tears and rain,
The riddles of life and self reflection,
To relieve the tension,

Your the muse of the story,
The guide to glory,
The backbone of the light,

The strength in all kryptonite 

Hero



Amongst the stars you shine the brightest among all,
You dry my tears as the fall,
Nothing can tare us apart,
Because our love is strong in heart,

Your the answers to all my questions I ask,
Your amazing being a mother is your task,
My heart and soul is forever grateful for your heart ,
Your my rock together or apart,

Who I’ve come is so much from who  you are,
The beautiful person my shining star,
Your my inspiration and my reason to be,
A strong person and stay me.

A mother’s ballad

Your like a serenade ,
That all the instruments can play,
Your a rhythmic beat,
Played when your dancing and taping your feet,

The song so beautiful no lyrics can define it,
Something so special it got some magical wit,
It’s so gentle it can make you sleep,
As it’s so touching it can make you cry,

The song is as strong as a ballad to a lover,
Yet unique , stands out like no other,
Your an amazing sweet mother ,

so loving and full of wonder. 

Drifted and dreamed

As a sit amongst the wild flowers and the trees,
I feel the warm touch of a cool breeze,
The touch of the sun warm my face,
Like a gentle warm embrace,

The leaves fly down from the trees,
Like a sweet serendipity ,
The beautiful landscape from my eyes view,
Is as sweet as the resemblance when I look at you,

My mind wanders as my imagination soars,
As the sun seeps into my Pores,
My minds in a daze,
That sweet summer haze,

As I close my eyes down to sleep,
All the happiness and memories I keep ,
The warm weather the beautiful sight,

Send me into a warm gentle goodnight . 

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Grudge-less life



I can’t help feeling the way I feel,
I feel envious and it’s strong and it’s real,
I can do everything they can do but I hit the floor,
I can create goals and open doors,

for myself to make strides in life,
I can feel happiness and strife,
But I can’t be envious of what i don’t have now,
Even though I wish I had what they had and how,

How , can I get what they have for myself,
Despite my altered health,
I can just believe and keep working hard,
To walk miles and yards,

I just have to believe and take one-stride at  a time,
Instead of wishing I had what they have ,every other rhyme. 





Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Reminisce the little things

When I’m alone at night,
I reflect back , on the sight,
That sight is like a clip replaying in my mind,
Memories I’m forgetting to find,

A safe place to store it in my head,
But it replays over and over when I’m in bed,
Sometimes when I’m alone my mind reflects,
On the amazing little things , I tend to forget,

Like brushing my teeth with my brothers ,
Or the sweet voice of my mother,
I miss those little moments,
As I replay the main components,

Of my life I miss the little ones,
The simplest ones that wouldn’t be the same re-done,

I can’t go back to the game
Nights,
I can just replay the core sights,
That makes me smile,
As I reminisce the moments while,

I’m alone,

Every moment is a memory and a mile stone. 

Instant gratification



It’s like I’ve floated down to the floor,
My soul gave my legs life and gave me more,
Space, to where I can roam free,
I’ve been given a purpose , I can see,

The floor without feeling afraid,
I can take steps and create more than what I’ve made,
Life , I’m traveling places,
Making strides meeting new faces,

The first steps catches me of guard,
I feel numb and it’s hard,
to put pressure on my feet,
But it’s like a mantra you got to repeat,

It , over and over again,
And soon you will and then,
You will be able to walk and run,

The feeling has just begun. 

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