Lemon & Honey Kind of Love

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So I wrote a love poem. May seem cheesy…but hey, all love poems are!

 

¤«Lemon & Honey Kind of Love»¤

Trying to write a song
Can’t make it wrong
Something sweet like his kiss
Something caring, like the heart that is his

The words are not coming,
Like they never do,
I need them today, write for my baby
I have to
So here’s what all the effort brings
Nothing perfect just little things

Things like lemon
Things like honey
Your love tastes real funny

Madness, Happiness, Calmness
Things that don’t make any sense
All wrapped up in one lovely heart shaped fence

Feelings so real and yet unclear
I’m learning to love
With each day I’m with you my dear.

Little mistakes, little heartbreaks
Bitter and sour
Little regrets, little apologies
In your arms, hour after hour

Things like lemon
Things like honey
Your love tastes real funny.

So much unsaid and so many words to mend
Yet this is where the song will end
Is it ok? Does it make sense?
Doubts that makes me tense.

The Missing Piece

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So, I decided to collect all the poem’s I have written in the past and may be will write in the future in one place. Here is one that I keep thinking about in recent times.

¤« The Missing Piece »¤

Peace, peace, peace,

Where are you?

Be kind and spend some time with the world would you?

Whatever we did, to make you so ire

Whatever we said, to make you retire

Peace peace peace where are you?

Without you we curse, we hate, we kill

To find you we run after the paper bill…

No wait,

Its everything else but you

Love, Success, Happiness

Justice, Revenge & all the Madness

Everything in the name of living

But you are the last thing worth mentioning

Is that why you have forsaken the world?

Or is it us who have forsaken you?

Good Times

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So, I have not yet decided what this blog will be about.

Hence, starting it off with a small poem I wrote a while back, when I was being intensely homesick, after moving to the States, leaving all my friends and family behind. It is going to be four years on August 12, 2015, since the first time New York welcomed me with its unabashed frenzy and two years since my little girl stepped into this world in this very city and made it my second home. The fact that  Roya and I both took in our first New York air on the same date, will never stop amusing me.

This poem is dedicated to my BFFs and family back home.

¤«Good Times»¤

Remember the days my friend

The days that we wished would never end

When we were happy as we were

Some little worries here and there

Before the true end begins

Let us meet once again

The dreams that we shared

Can still be told

Together we are strong and bold

We will walk in sync and loud

Towards the orange clouds

Back at the place where it all began

We must meet once again