The coin you dropped in the basket of hope

together all the way
©copyright2013owpp

This poem is to honor my younger sister’s noble, kind, constant presence in good and trying times.

Can I begin to scrape the surface
Will you ever know, realize the
Depth of your random acts?

I laud your selflessness the way
You foster the wounded heart lest
They disappear to the winds, unafraid
Of requital magnanimous to supremacy…

Weak words for strong disposition
I tried to pare but would need
To write a Te Deum to delineate
The making of thee

Stand tall, head high every
Moment of the day’s tide
Thank you will be furrowed in your
Bravery well after this tribulation

Time will not go by without a praise
And affection where lies the maxim
For humanity the ultimate paradigm
Thy art the reason for our creation

Please accept and welcome this humble
Verse as a token, as the treasured coin
You dropped in the basket of hope…

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The ones we never knew & the creation to where it all begins

the bliss of moments
©copyright2013owpp

Many years ago, I heard on the radio horrific news which left a scar in my memory never to be erased.

As always my only way out was to pick up my pen and let the pages soak the muddle of emotions and tears running havoc in my mind with no escape… they jumped out like cooped up horses after a long freezing winter and found in the spaces and margins some sort of quietude which I am going to share with you today.

May we live in a world where we unite our energies to build our dreams.

Horror & waste, sorrow & grief of
Calcinated lives, burned felicity.
Committing the irreparable with
No second thought…

Anguish at no time erased nor shafted.
A rock erodes ne’er intense souvenir
Of a family, an entity, a world..

There is no deterioration to the shared
Recollection of the close yet distant.
The smile, the tender caress of words.
Innocence of life just begun.
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Incomprehensible recklessness,
Consequences of actions & pain
Henceforth as a shadow till no day ends.

Those souls where lullabies, cuddles &
Mummy were pursued to the furnace…
Promising future… educating her jewels
Oblivious to the unfathomable turn of fate

Embracing her angels, frozen in the eternal
Love-position. Boundless uncalculated
Generosity engraved in our memories forever
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Coming away empty yet plethoric with this
Paragon of virtue…mundane words to describe
What rhymes with nothing. Madness to which we
Succumb to construe the baseness, depravity

To destroy.We lost those we never knew. It
Could be he, me or you…helpless yet praying
For lucidity & humanity to tip the scale.

Appreciating & discerning the bliss of moments
Palpating, investing in the forces of courage
The powers of soundness by edifying the
Element of our fount & demonstrating affection

And respect toward where it all begins… (1)
The ones we love most…

Our family.

(1) The creation of a better world