Inspired to write again after 3 years, this one simply shows gratitude to the Lord for things we behold.
Dedicated to 5 of my school teachers, the poem ends with me yearning to join them behind the blackboard someday.
For mentors who "push the boundaries of our abilities", a "chain of nurturers showing us the way".
For my Teacher - "Love me you did for all of mine upto now - My turn to spread the love I learnt from Thou".
Incomplete poem about my best friend and his wish to be reborn a puppy.
In gratitude for teachers and they joy they must feel watching their wards grow.
On a WhatsApp group, I began with "I joined a group of people - we all shared one thing in common... 'Twas a love of words, words that spoke to a body's heart... We drenched ourselves in poetry for that fueled our imagination... We'd speak of the human condition - this dialogue was our art"
Then came Rappo who, with concern gave us a leg up Provided our basics so I could learn without hiccup.
"He's done with the old life, it's time to plan and be more effective, As friends tell him he's worthy of being counted with the rest."
Each day we live we find positivity to buoy us from the crass and odd. For blessings today in this seemingly harsh world may seem almighty few