Leftover

i came home

worn

tired

sleepy

expecting 

peace and quiet

maybe some leftover

from the christmas dinner 

i missed for work

i opened the door

and there she was

standing

before me

a mistletoe hanging above us

the last thing i see

she swooped me down for a kiss

she lead me to the table

a mug of eggnog, warm to touch

my favorite christmas cake, sliced

her signature slightly-burnt turkey, carved

that heavenly mashed potato, scooped

all ready for me

"this is the leftover?"

she shook her head

as she smiled 

looking

 the hallway

i turned

to see my angels walking

towards me

fresh-eyed, smiling

as they gave me a hug

each

"we just decided to 

have 

a late dinner, instead"

she said

as the four of us sit down

around the table

ready to savour

the food

and

the magical moment 

of Christmas 

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Free Verse

"Tough Life"

all i ever wanted is a life so smooth,

i just have to glide over it.

but i remember well 

last night,

i was completely helpless

my love for you was just pouring out

in the form of tears

flowing non-stop

it's stupid

and i'm embarrassed

but i've got no one to tell

about my self-realization

except the blue bed

which i lied against

communicating with

with soft, restrained

sobs

and the colorless tears

it's stupid that

reading a comic

remind me of you, me

and our times together

about

how you take care of me all this while

without me ever doing anything 

to please you back

how you're patient enough

to handle my childish tantrums

my humiliating behavior

and my shallow thinking

Metaphor

"Life"

Life is a photo album.

Only beloved people are meant to fill the most part of it.

"Happiness"

Happiness is a banana.

You have to peel the bitter skin to get to the sweetness inside.

"Melancholy"

Melancholy is a refrigerator.

It’s cold inside.

"Hate"

Hate is a café.

Sometimes there’s just too many people in it.

"Love"

Love is a radio.

It is bound to break.

"Mustard"

Marriage is mustard.

Enticing color, bitter taste.

"Sanity"

Sanity is a sidewalk.

At times you lose balance and fall off.

"Lust"

Lust is butane.

It burns your body and soul.

Diamante

"Cosmetics"

cosmetics

cheap, luxurious

correcting, enhancing, improving

they love being beautiful

conceal, brush, blush

perfect, lovely

fake

"Night Circus"

Night Circus

Marcus & Celia

Born to be against each other

It’s an inevitable game

So the other world

they turn to

Fantasy

"Night"

night

quiet, mysterious

thinking, wishing, dreaming

time to rediscover myself

wishing, longing, hoping

far, unthinkable

darkness

"Detachment"

detachment

the sense of not being able

to connect with others

far apart, close by

everything is

trifle

Cinquain

"Llama"

Llama

Graceful long neck

Quietly wandering

Under the clear blue sky, green meadow

Alone

"Music"

Music

Unspoken things

A string of melody

Able to sadden or lift up

Souls

Haiku

"Dancing Pen"

This pen is dancing

Twirling on the white surface

Creating a haiku

"Predator"

Far above the ground

He stood, watching quietly

Waiting for a prey

"Clouds"

Massive army of

Soft, thick, swirling entity

Of wind’s beck and call

"Courage"

He sets off alone

Against the wind he goes on

Courage yet to torn

"Little Green"

Amongst the darkness

A new life sprouts on, bright green

The strong will to live

"Windy Day"

Wind blowing softly

Green leaves happily dancing

Nature’s symphony

"Lonely"

So alone he stood there

Surrounded by sea of greens

A rock stands alone

"Fishes"

Blue ripples surface

Away they slip, quietly

Trouts of dark grey hues

"Voice of Power"

He called, voice so hoarse

A warning for all others

Sign of his power

"Rain is Coming"

Its blue hue darken

The rumbling grew louder, signing

Teardrops of the sky

Acrostics

"L.O.V.E."

Losing
.
Oneself,
.
Verifying
.
Emotion
.


"B.A.T.H.R.O.O.M."

Blue, white
.
And wet
.
Tiles
.
Here,
.
Randy place!
.
One sings
.
One cleans
.
Meantime, naked!
.


"W.E.D.D.I.N.G."

Women‘s
.
Excruciating
.
Dilemma
.
Doubting
.
If
.
Nobody’s
.
Going

.