He fell for her the moment he saw her at the Carnival. Entriguing, yet Mysterious, Enchanting, yet Seductive. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, like he was in a trance. He just had to get to know her. He wanted to get close to her. Curiosity kills the cat, and he was very curious to know who this mysterious woman was. It was something about her that he can't help but to be drawn to her. Like a Love spell was cast upon him.  So, he tried to follow her through the crowds of Happy People as he swiftly moved through the crowds trying to keep up, it seems as if she moved farther and farther. The more he moved the farther she moved. By the time he made it through the crowds to a clear distance, she was gone. He was disappointed. It had seemed as if she had suddenly dissipated into thin air. Was she really there or was he looking at a apparition only he can see, as if she was trying to get his attention??? He knows he not crazy, or that his mind is messing with him, He knows what he saw, like an Angel before his very eyes!!! She could've been an Angel in Disguise, He has No idea where she could've gone. Could He have been dreaming, Well, He is wide awake. That same night while sleeping, he sees her in his dreams, Is she trying to give him some type of message??? He just didn't understand. So, finally, He just forgot about her after some time. About a month or so later, he decided to stop by a Coffee shop for coffee before heading to work. As, he waited in line, something caught his attention, as he looked to the right, There she was, the mysterious woman from the Carnival!!! His eyes had widened, he just couldn't believe it. It was really her, sitting alone, enjoying her Caramel Macchatto. She felt his glance, looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back, he grabbed his coffee, and felt it was okay to approach her. So, he did, and he asked was it okay to sit down, and she said yes. Since discovery of her at the Carnival, they started talking. Come to find out, she's very distanced in the same area as he, and they have a lot in common. This to him was Love at first sight, He searched for her, and actually gave up trying to find her, however it was fate that brought them together ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️


B.R.
Date: 8/13/2024

The captain, withered and old, was trapped in his house
Missing the sea, like old captains do.
                                                                    Suddenly,
An earthquake shook the land, and he believed
He was back in the ocean, and a wave had broken
His ship.
                  The old captain went out to the streets
Shouting at his crew i.e. the passing pedestrians
To shape up.
                         Though cars zoomed past, he walked on
To the middle of the road, thinking the vehicles
Were dolphins greeting him.
                                                      He tried to kiss them,
And when a cop stopped him, and dragged him away
He yelled “Pirate!” and hit the cop on the head,
And ran away.
                           Last I heard, he’d drowned in a puddle.
A fitting end.

If i had a bottle of magical reagent
I'd take out a third of it
and put it in the sky
and turn the sky as blue
as it should be
if i had a bottle of magical reagent
I would take out a third
and put it in the lake
let the lake return
to its rightful clarity
If I had a bottle of magical reagent
I would take out one-third
and put it in my heart
let my heart be restored
to its original innocence
if there's such a bottle of reagent
I'd think to myself
i would sit
under the azure welkin
watching fluffy clouds
smooth flowing waters
I'd feel as light as the breeze
and my heart as wild
as a bee.

The height of summer
days become the hot embracing
during
passionate love making
it's hard to breathe
torso behaves like pancake
tossing and turning on the mattress
body is a fire spitting dragon
roasting every corner of the bed
or the grill if you will
mosquitoes are lions on the savanna
lying in wait by the river
so many spots to start
cravings dragged toward the abyss
to drink in the sweetened coolness
birds in the tree
screaming from the heat
leaves curled up and blinded in fear
the earth is a fresh bun in the steamer
flowers faint left and right
amidst smell of charring
the sun laughs loudly
sending chills down some spines
when i see a lake i wanna dive in
i don't care about the gossip
or the hazard at the deepest
I'm a cheater that's been cheating
beyond the worldly paradigm
tears of rain are swirling in the sky
the winds hide on the other side
everyone in torment
expecting
plenty of sweating and swearing
all kinds of fans waving and spinning.

I don't want to sit
in a party where the dialectic
just don't make sense
I don't want to listen to a meeting with
wall to wall rhetoric
and I fear the swarming
of gossip
at the encounter of such occasion
I am sure to be the first figure to leave
I wouldn't heed or bother
with the blank stares
never really cared
about the frowns the scowls
the looks of revenge
by nature I am afraid
of being caught in the smog of life
wrapped in its layers
I know that the more I get caught up in it
the more chaotic and confusing is the turbulence
the darker it gets.

Tis the season to be falling
Tis the season to be gay
Tis the season to be flying
Higher, farther, away ~

Chains loosened she calls to her mother
An earthy musk, grains of sand, mud on her face. A scruffy mutt laying listlessly on the tarmac, ribs rattling with the effort of each breath. She is home.

Muted flames thrashing in its cage, raging in the midst of civilization, a crucifixion of sorts. Tearing at its hair wildly, the masses trickling by, mouth agape in a silent scream. Ashes mixed into pieces of scalp, begging to be found.

Oblivious to a sound like thunder, clapping in one's ears. Strangled scream lost in translation, a language so old none could decipher. Fear wielding urgency, a disguise of desperation, depression.

Refusing to be still.

After all these years
when i step into
the land of rye
i can still hear summer
its most authentic heartbeat
roar of the machine takes over
from the rasping scythe
cutting through stalks
when the grains are harvested to the barn
they'll be no more painful stubble at the feet
after many years
the summer is still so **** hot
i like it just as before
the season of mellow mango scent
and pleasant earthly aroma of barley
though all beings are a little deflated
no one wishes to light the flame
at the moment i miss the dense woods in the distance
because that's where cool breezes are born
i appreciate the hospitality of the cotton and corn
they keep bringing the joy of maturity
flowers are exceptionally generous
they keep painting the landscape
standing on the fresh verdant ground
let the rainstorm clean my dusty soul
summer is the season of zeal
i will extract the poetic fragrance
on every lush green plant
so that folks longing for a peaceful mind
can get a peaceful lyrical feeling
across this summer
i especially like the other side of the water
where i can dance with the shy lotus
this summer i've gathered
a bowlful of poems to read
with you.

The swallows return
unveiling the garment of spring
it's a season of greenery
walking in the field
a beautiful painting is in front of you
butterflies will show you the way
light wind will dance
climbing to the top of the hill
the brook will sing for you
run with you
hot sun in the blue sky
will make your body shine
in this sweet season
I'd like to walk with you
and walk into the depths
of the flowery splendor.