Poem by Theodora Oniceanu

Poems by  Lambert Logic

Dear Old Friend

Ode to Gerald R. Smith

 

 

Your time on this earth is no more

He called you home to that beautiful shore

 

Good Bye dear friend, so hard to let you go

You are so loved by everyone you know

 

Leaving us alone has caused such great sorrow

You'll live in our hearts today and every tomorrow

 

We will never forget your kindness, compassion and heart of gold

Your family and friends will not allow your legacy to go untold

 

Watch over all of us from your place above

Know our hearts are breaking and full of love

 

We must carry on each day with our love we do send

Till we meet again, Good Bye Dear Old Friend

 

 

 

Heavenward

 

Leaden sky blanket of soaked thoughts

Adding wars back, 

Giving the pale impression of illness, 

Enthusiastic thunders, 

Changing weather, 

Swirl of birds

Darkness reflection of a world beyond

Imagination. 

Changing weather, 

Prosaic surfing, swivel, 

Swirl of conspiracy

Theories

Conspicuously visible, 

Relented turf

In a bout of self-pity.

Awake from this tragedy

Of disillusion

Finding the way to a clean resolution. 

Enjoyment of theories

Opening, 

Look for heaven. 

Where is my perfect heaven?!

 

Theodora Oniceanu

Transylvania

 

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POETRY

Mother's Day Poem

 

Mom, today is your special day

Please listen, I have something to say

 

Please be patient because mistakes I will make

But in the end, it's the right path I will take

 

I am growing, learning and finding my way

I want to make you proud of me everyday

 

You are always there to catch me when I fall

You pick me up and make me feel tall

 

When I am sick and feeling down

You are the one I want to be around

 

All my pain you cannot take away

But your love is with me every step of the way

 

There is so much love I feel in my heart

It makes me sad when we have to part

 

There is something that I want you to know

My love for you will always grow

 

You are the very best, like no other

I am so happy I get to call you mother!

 

 

  The Lord Will Say  . . .

 

When your day is slowly unfolding

It’s your hand I will always be holding

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When all you feel is despair

You know that I truly care

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When all you want to do is cry

I will give you the courage to try

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When you think you have lost all hope

I will give you the wisdom to cope

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When life makes you feel weak

I will give you the strength that you seek

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When you feel you just can’t go on

My love will make you strong

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When life becomes too demanding

I’ll show you the path to understanding

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When your heart is filled with pain

I’ll give you the will to go on again

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When hurt always ends in fears

I will be there to wipe away your tears

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When your mind is filled with doubt

I will always show you the way out

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When sadness has taken over your day

I will listen to you when you pray

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When your cross is too heavy to bear

You know that I will always be there

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

When you think you have lost your way

It is with Me you should always stay

Think of Me, Think of Me, Think of Me ...

 

 

My Life

I will not miss any silent of success that can bring some clues

I dare on not to follow other people who are against rules

I own my heart with so much love. There can be some balance of glad

All the time that passes are the real life where I am getting old

All that I miss are not for singing what you want to sing for growth

The life that I wanted is to earn, travel and fly like a moth

Winter is my style for high fashion trend and bikinis are hot

Treasures are always for beginners who are always on the spot.

 

Marian Elaine C. Borja

Philippines

 

Marian Elaine C. Borja

I've Seen You Before

 

I know that I knew you with flowers around your head

There will be times where we can get in our way instead

I love the way you speak with me

Explore some issues that are free

Making shipments that are dear to me forever

Relaxing our mind where we can be together

All I want is to complete

I know that I can compete

I am complete when you needed me to come here

I am aware when you hint an atmosphere

I love your dress

It lessens my distress

I knew what you want just say a word now

I will listen to you and make a bow

Maybe we can do

Something for you too.

 

Marian Elaine C. Borja

Philippines

Poem by ©Kenneth Maswabi

The story of the Moon

 

In not so distant past

The Moon was a young girl

Blessed with beauty and exuberance

She was the talk of town

And all suitors were too shy to approach her

The Moon was looking forward to meeting Earth

But Earth was consumed by selfishness

He did not want to share his waters and beautiful sky

He only wanted the Moon to be his lover

He was not prepared to settle down

Marriage was not his kind of thing

He was full of pride, handsome and wealthy

The Moon was hurt and lonely

She started a conversation with the Sun

She just wanted to borrow some sunlight

Thinking that she will impress Earth

But the Sun wanted more

The Sun was hot tempered and short-tempered

He was not prepared for a long distance relationship

And he only wanted a no strings attached relationship

The Moon was kind of lost

She really needed the sunlight

And she relented to the Sun’s hot pursuit

She was kind of thrilled by this mysterious wild Man

But deep down, she felt sad

She really wanted Earth to know how much she felt about him

She was adamant that Earth was her soulmate

Meanwhile her relationship with Sun blossomed

And soon the Moon was pregnant with Light

The Moon gave birth to a healthy bouncing baby

They called her Moonlight

In the wee hours of the night

Baby Moonlight went to sleep

It was a beautiful and exciting day

But there was a condition

The Sun did not want competition

He banished baby Moonlight to the night

From then onwards, baby Moonlight will only be seen at certain times of the night

Sometimes in the darkest hours of the night

The Moon was not impressed

That she asked Moonlight to pour her light on Earth

So that she can see him sleeping through the window of his beautiful sky

This is the story of the Moon and the two gentlemen who broke her heart

 

 

 

The Story of the Moon Continued…

 

In her celestial beauty

She is not wearing any dress or night gown

She is happily wearing a sacred garment of light

It is a thin veil of the most radiant beauty

That penetrates the solid bone of our psyche

Producing a rare form of peace and harmony in our hearts

The moon is naked in her sacred celestial beauty

Totally devoid of any man-made costumes

The moon looks at us with total disbelief

As we feed our souls with pollution and garbage

Poisoning the essence of our being

But the story of the moon is not a story of sadness

It is a story of courage amidst adversities

It is a story of survival and conquering the inner self

The moon has erased all forms of ego from her face

And embraced her inner beauty

She has dedicated her whole life

To bringing light to our darkest hours

Even if it does not bring any tangible benefits to her

She has committed herself to love Earth unconditionally

With no strings attached

She has adopted the kingdom of flora and fauna

Submerging it in her sanctified beauty

She has achieved the state of a goddess

Not because she wants to be worshipped

But because she represents humility, peace and selflessness

She is the beauty in our night sky

The angel of light and the epitome of hope

 

©Kenneth Maswabi