Sorrow's Acquaintance

being wordless in nature, in a world of ceaseless speech
something comes to mind, but doesn't leave their lips
they're seldom heard; and hardly asked to be
watching from afar; safe from mockery?
where quiet means a sense of dignity
and pleading the Maker's respite;
is the soul's only delight
seeking refuge in
solitary tailspin.

X-borg 3rick60

(backdated;drafted sometime ago)
******
at the computer and electronics fair,
the faces of young boys and girls
contrasting those of their accompanying dads and moms

for want of reciprocration
folks pamper and indulge in their brood
giving in to their newest recreational-fancies

alas, some, they find themselves
growing more distant from exclusion-
on-screen displays, keyboards, mice & gamepads reign;
technology and time limiting participation

initial hope turns to sheer frustration
the kid's got no time to hear your cry
you watch little-one glued to a screen's attention
to learn that consoles offer no consolation

how crushing the thought
that I may be one such kid -
overgrown, but ever in want

******

God, only You provide good & perfect gifts!
Still, thanks very much to Papa for the loan.
"With this Dell, i bless thee work well!"

When the music fades

bittersweet
light & heavy
boiled leaves & bergamot
just being human

the sunset i crave
miles and months to pray
my jury exists one
just human being

******

*ticks a line on the page*
*clicks a watch on*
*time for cell*

park bench quiet time

reflecting before a tree,
i opened my eyes to see
the falling frangipani

Grounded Cupid

'Twas 300-odd days ago,
on the postman i rested my hope
The next evening we let words flow,
A light rekindled as she spoke

Reviving sentimentalities,
we casually delight
each-other's faint memories;
funny how our paths reunite

And so began the wooing
that looked to a future
There was sincere purpose
and heartfelt gesture

Then slowly came the issues,
that begged to be revealed
Was your trust misused,
and thus remorse congealed?

I prayed for healing,
you searched your heart
Lord heard our pleading;
forgiveness He'd impart

Yet that was all,
but surely lasting-bliss
Though He took our fall
still something was amiss

We had reserved ourselves
before the elders spoke
Though babes in Christ,
we were unequally yoked

Just about a fortnight ago,
we were ministered to
Hearing Godly advice though
there were dangers exposed too

And so we agreed
that we'd let the Lord show
If we fit indeed
pray He'd let us know

Although it's tough when our heart's all silenced
I will trust with all my spirit, in His steadfast asylum

The Word is Out!

The Word is Out!

Went to see my boss today.
"Not many days left", i said.

B: "Accomplished, what, have u?"
:) "I learnt Photoshop & .." then

B: "Thought not of the company, u did"
:o "Helped out the others", I insist

B: "Not accoding to plan, yr Contributions were"
:< "Time was scarce", I assure

B: "Paid u lots, am sure we did"
B: "But commited u were, to other shifts"

:o "I did say frm the start", I didn't kid
:o "I learn rendering & serve fried squid"

B: "Over-confident & greedy I think(!)"
B: "Still, this Lesson to u, deep in, must sink"

: "Thank u Sir", "I've enjoyed yr time"


I half-regret starting this stint; this personal disappointment only just begins.
But looking forward to finish up some poster designs and a little documentation by end-April.
After that, out with job, in comes paint & brush! :D