Miniature Me

I felt the divinity when I saw your eyes,
Half opened in your peaceful slumber;
I adored your tiny pink lips that notifies,
Through your twitching about your hunger.

So tender was the touch of your hand,
That clasped my finger tight and sturdy;
Magical was your smile in your nod,
Revealing your toothless gums completely.

I treasured your glittery spittle
That oozed every time you were fed,
You gave me an inestimable title,
'Mother,' that none can ever accord.

I began admiring you from the day
I confirmed that I was pregnant with you;
I am grateful to God and I pray,
For you are worth the wait, and I love you.

Music

Heed to me, I will console you
When you are sad and feeling low;
I can tranquilize your worried mind
With my tune, mild and kind;
I can elate your joy and glee,
When you are excited and peppy;
I can put you to deep slumber
With my lullaby soothingly tender;
I am found everywhere,
In your cheerful laughter,
In the windy air,
In the flowing river,
In the rainfall,
In the birds' warble,
In a child's infantile chuckle,
Not only in instruments invaluable;
I can never be shut within,
I'm music, limitless without margin.

The Luna

She arises at the twilight,
Wading and waning throughout;
Among the stars lies her throne,
Where she sits and reigns until dawn.

Accompanying her comes the cold breeze,
Beautifying her lovely presence;
And the fireflies fly along,
Humming their lullaby song.

The world glows with her silver Luna light,
Which is vivid and lustrous at the night;
She disappeares at the crack of dawn,
Veiling her elegance from the Sun at morn.

The Greatest Grace

Someone asked her what was the greatest grace;
She smiled and replied ripe old age and health.
Despite her million times folded face,
Her candy floss hair that were veiled beneath,
Her hunched back that made her traipse,
The death of her husband that killed her underneath,
She said that she was blessed and joyous;
For she never burdened her children with
Her presence which could be an annoyance,
She said that her well-being at this age was her wealth.

Queenship

The queen bee reigns,
Solely over the swarm
Of the workers and the drones,
Dominating the realm.

She is the only fertile
And royal female in the hive,
The Supreme authority that rules
Over the other bees alive.

Her special egg is fed
With special royal jelly,
The exclusive among the brood,
The next imperial queen bee.

If any fertile worker found,
Conflict arises then;
The queen will have them abandoned,
For only hers is the throne.

Sumptuous Sakura

With the shade of pink
And immaculate white,
I bloom and wink
When the winter departs.
Who wouldn't like
My fragrance and scent,
That spreads till the brink
Of all the Japanese districts?
I am the beauty of the bailiwick,
"Sakura" of Japanese descent;
Adore me at the summer's outbreak,
For I am Japan's endowment.

A Lesson from Butterflies

Don't you all admire my beauty?
But the path I came wasn't easy;
It was through struggle and fray
I came back lively.
My species are killed brutally
When they're in the stages of prematurity.
For we look so ugly
In our development phase early;
We are unpleasant caterpillars unless we grow fully.
But as we emerge completely,
Everyone adores our elegance and delicacy;
Remind yourself daily,
That success will never come suddenly;
Only through failures and inadequacy
One can achieve victory.

Bundle of Joy

I asked God to give me complete happiness,
He listened to my prayers,
And blessed me with twice
The grace I asked the Lord of Lords;
How merciful the Lord is,
That he heeded to my pleas!
My God had granted me my wishes,
I got impregnated with twins;
The children of my precations
Are yet to arrive the Universe,
But as I feel their kicks and swirls,
I knew they are happy as their mother is;
For God had created them with a purpose,
And they are the children of promise.

Yours truly, Honeybee

I might be too tiny,
But I help humans survive
By means of various policy;
I aid flowers thrive
And vegetables grow vigorously,
I succor plants arrive
Through pollination methodology;
I quench people with my hive
Full of delicious honey;
If I stop being alive,
Human kind will perish abruptly;
So kindly let us outlive,
Yours truly, honeybee.

His Majesty!

The King of the jungle rests in the grassland,
Wearing coronet of royalty and dignity;
Ruling over every animal of the land,
He establishes his supremacy over the vicinity;
How great is his empire over the savanna and its rand,
That each and every being in his domain glorifies his Majesty!

Hailstorm

The sky turned dark suddenly,
And the mushroom shaped clouds
That were dark and gloomy
Covered the sky all around,
Followed by lightning and thunder vehemently,
Scaring everyone with it's brilliance and sound;
As we sneaked through the window panickingly,
We saw hailstones falling down aloud,
The supercooled water crystals descending rapidly
From the misty nimbus clouds. 

Dainty Doe

Why is a dame always compared to a doe,
When illustrating her beauty?
Is it because of the way it walks narrow,
Or the inherently kohled eyes that sparkle gracefully,
Or its call pleasant to hear as a musical bow,
Or the length of its neck admirably pretty,
Or its elegant slenderness from head to toe,
Or the nature's irresistibly alluring artistry?

Dandelion

I fly from afar
Leaving my family,
In the Summer
To various topography;
I land and prosper
At once colorfully,
As a plant from aster
Being used medicinally;
Soon I lack moisture,
Carrying my progeny
Everywhere over
My head as heraldry;
Sooner or later
With the wind I flee,
Pale in color
Soft as cotton candy,
To bloom somewhere
In the next Spring early.

Romeo and Juliet

At the end of everyday he dies
To keep me alive,
So that through the skies
I would shine and thrive.

We never meet,
We never touch,
This is our fate - until
The earth would perish.

He is a fire ball of ardor,
I'm a voracious cold satellite;
We will never kiss each other,
This is how we're predestined.

- The sun and the moon.

Delighting Dew

The trees wave speedily,
As the cool breeze blows along;
The lightning strikes magnificently,
As the gloomy clouds bong;
The peacocks dance happily
And the frogs sing a song;
The birds flee rapidly
And dwell over tree prong;
The floweret sleep gladly
For tomorrow they will flourish in throng,
As the dew drizzles gracefully,
Rebounding to where it belong.

The Defenders

We live peacefully today
For they protect us every day,
And keep us away
From the peril that come our way.

They toil when it's sunny or snowy,
They strive when it's windy or rainy,
Residing miles away from their family,
So that we can survive serenely.

Thanks and honor to them,
For some rest in cem,
While they rescue us from
The hazards approaching our realm. 

Summer

The hot sun rays fall intensely
Soothing at the dawn,
Magnificent subsequently,
Adorning my lawn
With its warmth emanating fervently;
The bees buzz and drone,
The birds chirp merrily,
Sunflowers, roses and lilies
Blossom and burgeon;
The butterflies hover gaily,
Sucking nectar from blooming susans;
The dandelions float around nonchalantly,
Beautifying my lovely garden;
The sun gleams tremendously
On this summer noon.

A Myriad Dreams

A Myriad Dreams

Is it a he or a she?
How does he look like?
Will he resemble me or his daddy?
A myriad dreams gush alike.

Does he have his father's eyes or mine?
Will he be listening to my prayers?
Will he be reading my mind,
That he jumps in womb when I reflect my joy in my tears?

He seems to grow faster,
That my waist becomes heavy.
I am thinking of booties, cradles and toy cars -
A myriad dreams of felicity.

Dreams of new mom. 

The Brightest Star

Enlightening our souls he comes up each day,
Intensifying as the time goes by,
Increasing our hopes to pray,
And teaching us to wait for the success that is nigh.

He proves that each day is different,
Each day is of distinct color,
Each day is new and pleasant,
And has its own splendor.

The warmth of him solaced me
And I felt myself rejuvenated
As I saw the blooming lily
That began glowing from his vivid light.

The dew drops over the grasses
Vanished within some minutes,
Which did metaphorically disclose
That my bruises will soon evanesce.

Bees and birds were gliding around me
Humming songs of joy and cheer;
And an old cobweb over a tree
Shimmered as his luminance spread everywhere.

He shines on everything on the terrain,
Giving new hopes to anticipate,
Alleviating us from our past pain,
As he rises each day gloriously from the east.

The Bond

I never knew if we have an adherence,
A stronger bond, yet gossamer slim,
Despite two decades of difference
We have met because of the mishap of time.
I am in love with your two-foot height,
With your flabby arms,
With your tiny, pink feet
And immaculate, pure eyes.
The more you are afar,
The more I am enticed towardly;
The more is my fervor,
Intense as whirlpool in a briny.
Yet, I am clueless of the ardor towards ye,
I am still zealous to hold and embrace you, juvenile.
For you have bewitched me,
And I am addicted to your toothless smile.

Dedicated to little Jeshurun