A21. I overheard a speech one day, never heard on the radio, not even in my childhood fantasy, I thought it was a coworker, saying to break the ice, instead they launch verbal, They were jealous of my competence, ability and performance !
A19 A myth, a sound, whispers in my ear, when I sleep or when i wake, guides me work, destroys all blockage. A myth, my life, so sound, yet undefined; I meet people and people fade, they skip me, or skip them haunting tiff so lame.
A18. Calm and smooth, milk and butter, Life of Edward's, Lamb so beauty, So theodographical. (my made up word for kind hearten person!)
A17. Musical mind, melodious heart, the rhythm to be played, life of bug, and story unwinding.
A16. My life, my inspiration, my work paves the passion, sound coding and sleep, Music and its beat.
M Mist. One in a million times, stream rock all of sudden came and hit the planets. Some deformed some reshaped. It was a terrible day and the GRAINVERSE around the Sun was under holocaust. The Sun was only helped to drag more and more rocks on the planets. The collision course led to the … Continue reading M #AtoZchallenge
L Love The kvetch didn’t lasted longer. The elements mixed. The rocks collided the grain underwent many changes. In them the mixing was the one prominent one. The sharp became blunt and the blunt became sharp. The soft rock became harder and the harder became soft. The planets were rotating around the young Sun. The … Continue reading L #AtoZchallenge
A12. This is a repetition of work, the beats go on, the tapping song, the claps in the air, baby lets go fair, far from the crown, sinking people with shallow loud, the place, far from judgement, where we intent to sin on vacation. Where the lines can be crossed between us, it you, me … Continue reading a12. #NaPoWriMo
A10. The most caring, the most beloved, the one who prays, one woh always stays in heart, Better or worse, things so roug or tough, When life seems falling apart, The one who shares God's power, Shines the Light on child always, SO blessed to get, Mother mine.
A9. A nine line poem, siting mind like a rolling, had a cup of tea, evening snacks, what a Sunday that spent so well, brought family together, lined up all in Queen's presence, to meet her and Greet her, and pray for her well being, to wish, May Long Live The Queen.