I ponder where do their hopes differ She drinks of crimson red drops And bites of his flesh They wash the darkness away to reveal a heart white as snow and filled with gold The sun and moon sing Leave them be, let them believe Without hope man dies. I ponder yet again … Continue reading So many Qs
"Giving up is not an option!" Mother's words echoed as I reached my breaking point. Her words from many years ago became a lifeline that pulled me back to reality. Her darks eyes had held mine unwaveringly as she said them, urging me to never forget. Now, I must muster the strength to survive … Continue reading Never give up!
Do you remember? Mama told you and I That our wings would take us places never before seen To the fifth and sixth seasons that humans know not of As the winds ruffle my feathers I chuckle as I recall my doubt when mama spoke Twirling and sailing in the air I speed up then … Continue reading Up in the air
Today I give of a different side of me. A side hidden under the layers you want to see. The side of me drowning in a sea of guilt. Ignoring your life buoys, I struggle in desperation as the tides rise and the storm builds. This storm is of your make. Your rules are the death … Continue reading For the love of Id
I leaf through the books of old. Like a leech to skin, I suck in the feats of warriors past. Each word gives light to stories not written. I wish I could tell each of them that none is forgotten. Their descendants takes delight in their every effort. In every word and thought left … Continue reading Be what you seek
I, A horse, Awaiting Her brave rider. I am not choosy Neither am I easy. The rider's will matters here. I won't be conquered by the weak. My language is persistence and strength. Control your mind, believe in you, you'll win. Lake of bright fire Beside, blue green river flows Battle of equals He Falters, … Continue reading Conquer the world – Just a horse ride
Should this pen fail me, Should this papyrus crumble, I shall tarry not. My blue blood will on stone write. I'll sacrifice to earn light. ©Aweni Image credit: Google This Tanka poem is in response to Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week’s challenge are synonyms of GIVE and RECEIVE. … Continue reading A poet’s promise
They attribute my worth to irrelevancies. Does it not suffice that I give shelter? That I shield from harsh winds? That my hearth warms? They come in, asking, 'how big is the garden?' 'Are the kitchen tops marble?' 'How many rooms are there?' I don't mind that last question though. You see, humans are … Continue reading La Casa’s lament
For a nymph, I fell. Enamoured with her I am. With glee, I am spelled. Chains cast in steel lift my heart. Happy as a lark, I am. ©Aweni Image credit: elicesp This post is in response to Colleen's weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week's challenge are … Continue reading Spelled
I was the poster child of success. I don't mean the kind of success most of us desire these days. Ergo, fat bank accounts, fast cars and big houses are not what I'm talking about. I mean the kind of success where you have never failed. Never failed a test. Never failed an exam. Never failed … Continue reading Do not stand still!