Category Archives: Five Minute Writings

Power of my Right

Let me tell you how she comes

Like she came into being.

With her blue eyes,

She sits next to me.

 

A prey in fault is she

For my look pierces her heart.

She should not have sat there

In the first place.

In the first place of thought

She should have sat instead.

 

Now that she already sat

Can never change where she is set.

Caught in the web of my write,

She can never leave apart,

Nor escape.

A portion of my deserve,

No one is dared to observe.

I, like any spider, will not let her go.

Blink of an Eye

Some things that we strive

Comes true through our contrive.

Like a man whose hand rests

On the works he creates.

Then are we not to think,

To be, and to blink?

Hence, the eye be focused on horizon

To see the sun is uprisen.

An Approach

A woman from my neighbourhood

Had a yellow hood.

She made a courteous bow, so low,

Sweeping the webs of my heart with her blow.

For she was gentle and fragile,

To my heart she reached in agile.

Upon her removal of her hood fair,

Were released her beautiful blonde hair.

All the lions envied her hair which is to them her mane.

And all the horses reared up in front of her domain,

To give respect they waved their mane.

 

Like a fairytale the scenery was,

It sparked in me the approach to her hawse.

Would she let me, nobody knows.

Vibe It or Wipe It

I love the stars above

     And the world is over me.

I love the earth under my feet

     And the clouds are beneath me.

Sky is not the limit,

     Nor the globe is the stage.

To be and not to be

     Is the limit.

So be it, or be it not,

     One cannot decide.

The decisions come after we be,

     To bind us in time.

Hence with time,

     We be not.

     We be n’t.

     Vibin it.

Secrecy of Love

I love. I love when you are who

You are.

I can only love you when I am who

You are.

Love and loving you are different.

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When I am who I am, I love even if

You are not.

Look, how my love surpasses who

You are.

And I, Myself, overcome

My Love.

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If you dare understand,

Tell me whether I am who I am or I, Myself.

Can you even distinguish between these?

Let me tell you:

When I tell you, I am who I am,

I affirm Myself.

When I tell you, I, Myself,

I emphasise on the subject, I.

Affirmation is when I brought something deep out, and showcase

You.

Emphasise is when I brought you down deep to showcase

I.

What I showcase is omnipresent, whether deep or shallow.

When I am who

You are,

You are omnipresent, too!

Even in the state of I am not is where

I am.

If you conceive this, then

You are,

Even if

You are not.

Riddle of Art

Though art is fie,

Thou art fiery!

Sorrow thy heart,

And follow my depart.

Pierce my Spirit

for fierce is thy light,

Thou willst surely lit!

Quote of Unknown

“But how do we start from beginning if there is no end?” This quote was ending the old plot of what is not yet known for the new plot.

Steadfast

I am not greater or lesser than I appear to be.

Though you may praise or degrade me, you can never change who I am, my steadfast love stays forever.
As I am eternal, and so is my love unconditional.

Now, tell me, whether you desire to put a rock on me, or to carry me home. And know this: To carry me is the easiest for my burden is the lightest. It makes you sweep off your feet because my home is your heart.
In steadfastness, I rest.

Repentant Love is More

Long ago in the forest,

I met a rabbit fastest.

Her eyes are red as a rose,

From the holes, her head arose.

She had a playful pale nose,

A long snow-white brows.

And with extended ears,

She scanned for Bambi, and other roe deers.



What she found instead was seers,

All, upon encounterance, cheers.

One of them was called Alice, the third.

Alice wanted to cage her like a bird.

The reason behind was Alice’s love,

But dangerous it was for the rabbit,

And so Alice’s thump, Thumper bit.

Alice’s finger bled,

And, in pain, she fled.

There, in the far lands, Alice arrived,

On the top of the mountains she lived,

And sought repentance from the love.

Love – 2

Why? Because I love. Can there be any other reason to love? Love is unconditional.