The Fool saga - 5.1

She is the fool,
Hard to admit but that's the truth.
She is caught in between a forever bond,
And meticulous tip toers of an illicit love.
Paranoid- they call her; to block her eyes and thoughts,
Little do they know that the eyes of the world see them.
Their friends, their family and workmates,
See the lie that they live, the friendship that they brew,
The past that they hold dear,
The present they don't want to admit to,
And the future that deludes them.

The eyes are silent ....but they see.
The fool sees with her heart.....what a waste of emotions!
What an entanglement!
God help the fool.

Hidden messages, stolen conversations,
deleted before discovery- the curse of technology.
She finds out....she finds out.
Fumes in rage! Curses in 4 languages at once
Its a blubber.
Brings the house down ..... It  doesn't come down.
He defends his cougar, to death by her side.
The fool is at a loss,
Lives a lie.
Another day......the drama continues.

Life Script of an eagle

Failing to plan is planning to fail,

They say.

Yet  we all plan out our lives,

Put some prayers to it

And boldly step out

To conquer what comes your way.

Things work,

Everything falls into place,

Each piece of the jigsaw

Completes the picture you envisioned

And you thank God for that.

Life showers you with good-tidings,

A golden touch you have.

The dream enlarges

And your vision is almost tangible.

We look and marvel,

At your persistence,Courage, strength

And the charisma you posses.

Facing the storms ,

when feeble ones would sit it out.

Preparing for battle when its easier to retreat.

You soldier on through sun and rain.

You lift out spirits you help us stand.

If not by words, by the full life you live

In-spite and despite the storms within.

I salute you my friend.

You are one tough cookie.

When your energies are sapped

And your vision is blurred,

You are growing faint

And the tower is crumbling.

I still believe in you.

I know you are tough inside out.

Life has handed you a different card now

That doesn’t mean the game is over.

It just means its time to recollect

Re-strategize reorganize, maybe rejuvenate.

Time to sit back and ride on our energies.

Count on us as you figure yourself out.

Time to plan out your next flight mighty Eagle.

Though your wing is bruised, its not broken,

Its only for now. It will heal.

So don’t get comfortable with the chickens,

You are truly different.

Work on your vision as you rest.

Take a deep breath and expand your lungs.

There are greater sights above the clouds my friend.

You will need all you got when soar that high.

So take heart.

Beautiful Sun

Dancing through the creek
Fondling my cheeks
glaring my eyes.
Breeze across my hair,
Chilling my back
as it massages my thoughts.
Everything else ceases to exist.
Just me,
In the middle of beauty,
Sharing an amazing moment
With nature
Bliss on earth.
As my persona gets in touch
with the world around me.
Peace within me,
splendor amidst me.
Sigh,
Smile.

Jeremiah's prayer

I know oh Lord,
That a man’s life
Is not his own.
It is not for man
to direct his steps.
Correct me Lord,
But only with justice.
Not in your anger
Lest you reduce me to nothing.
Jer 10:23 -24 (NIV)

Asleep no more

For a while this pen has laid inactive,

Collecting dust and drying its ink.

It’s time, for it to be of use once more.

To make use of its blue when it still runs in its tube.

It was made to write, express in words and art.

Not to stay pretty and embellish a desk.

Awake Sherae’s pen and be asleep no more.

There’s much to do, lots of paper to fill.

Sherae 2012

Sherae's Mugumo Tree

This lonesome Mugumo tree,
Standing vast African grass,
And clear blue skies,
Asks for Sherae's attention,
Which she freely gives, subconsciously.
Mhhh...it's a beauty,
Deep rooted in the soil,
That gives birth to nature,
In full bloom with flesh leaves,
Swaying gaily with the wind,
Giving a woody scent that is calming to Sherae.
A cool shadow of shelter,
Inviting,
In not so loud utterances.

This lonesome Mugumo tree,
That embraces Sherae,
That she loves to admire,
Gaze and take in its beauty,
Turns in to a silhouette as the sun fades away.
This Mugumo tree,
She longs to know.

Easy my love

Loving you is easier now
in my mind though hard in my heart.
My mind thinks of you and smiles,
at the reassurance you are there, somewhere.
that you love me too,somehow
and I'll meet you soon,someday.
But my heart aches for you,
my heart calls for you.
Longs for your embraces
and soothing words to my ear.
my heart longs to whisper,
its undying love to you,
to my other heart, my lulu heart.
yours.
Though loving you is easier now,
in my heart I ache.
come soon lulu heart.