THE VALENTINE NOTE

The walls still bleed
The walls of the prison
The prison that kept St. Valentine
From whence he wrote his note
To the daughter of Asterius
The note that birthed the quote
'......From your Valentine'

The hearts still bleed
The hearts of the men
The men who witnessed the martyrdom
Of one who died for love
Who suffered of the tyranny
The tyranny of Emperor Claudius II

The name has lived on
O! Sweet Saint Valentine
Roman Priest of Whitefriars street
May we have a heart like yours
To preach love from dungeons

And so, to you, my love
Yeah! You, who read this note
May your heart never frail,
And for a second ponder
That I will be here only in good times

May bad times never come
But when they do
You have my word
This love will never fade

From, the bleeding walls
Of the Emperor's dungeons
I write these words
......from your Valentine!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DR. RICHARD TIA II

Here we wake again
To a day of no disdain
Here we come again
With joy and bliss to gain

If the clock had her way
Her hands won't strike away
An end may never befall this day
Everyday might be today

Defying the mechanics of Quantum
The power love yields over a Magnum
The few who fathom these two lines
Gather here in body, soul and minds

And so with one accord we sing
Of the great tidings birthdays bring
Praying and wishing you a longer life
Devoid of all discord and strife

Words may not be enough
Yet! Tis our gift from birth
Served to us on a silver platter
To serve the world on a golden platter

Here we come, NASA
With your long awaited answer
We'll deal with that another day
But for now, its Tia's birthday!

MY LADY!

And it seems like yesterday
The picture of the first day
When you were clad in yellow
And I whispered the magical Hello

That smile you gave me
The offer of your heart's key
I couldn't help but smile back
I must have drunk from a lucky mug

Here I stood before a diva
With no alcohol in my liver
Usually I would shiver
But with you, I felt no quiver

So I unleashed the poetic me
And it stung you like a bee
I recall how you laughed out loud
When I said 'Ploud' instead of Proud

You thought it was intentional
It was actually accidental
Pardon my tongue, my lady
For I wasn't being crazy

Could it be, we met on a good day,
When the timing was perfect to gather hay?
Perhaps we met in our previous world
Or what they say a gift from God

For how I won your heart is a mystery
Yet everything afterwards has been history
We might have not seen our bad times yet
But that heart in your chest, I will never hurt!

THE CREATION STORY!

"It shouldn't matter if it's the latest
It simply should be the greatest"
The words of the Creator to himself
As he painted an image of himself

He knew every bristle on his brush
Yet he painted without a rush
Like the gentle waters of a stream
Flowing in a midday's dream

His board perfectly erected
His colors carefully selected
Perfecting his long awaited schemes
The angels sung their hymns

From how he held his palette
You could tell he bore talent
With care in every stroke
His board, the colors soaked

One couldn't help but note
The harmony like musical note
The image on his mind
Simply one of a kind

The pattern and the rhythm
The shades he gave them
Emphasis on value
Detailed attention to hue

Before the angel, before the elf
He blessed this image of himself
And when it was all done
He chose to call it MAN!

HOPE!

I see you've had enough of the strife
I see you've given up in this life
You feel it's never worth the try
And so you opt out and cry

Your past shadows haunt you
You feel your nemesis is due
Lost in your own soul's city
You contemplate on D.D.T

You gambled away your fortunes
And sold all your costumes
Wasted years being a casanova
You feel It's all over

She became someone else' wife
And so you want to end it with a knife
Considering your investment in her
You feel you cannot live to bear

What tomorrow holds
They say, no one knows
And it surely gets better
As the story goes further

Lay aside your suicide rope
Hang on to the virtue of hope
For if you have the gift of life
it means, the world needs you alive!

THE WEDDING VOW

Before you say I do
Be sure he loves you too
Be sure he is for you
And none else but you

Before you say I do
Just know he's human too
He has a past like you
Maybe worse, but now anew

Before you say I do
You must have every clue
He is one of few
Who cherish and value

Before you say I do
Your heart should be true
Not just yours, but the two
Doubt not while you say I do

Now, boldly say I do
With a bright future in view
Till death separates you
Let love in your hearts brew

SOAKED IN THE RAIN

Soaked in the rain
The little bird sings
Ignoring the pain
The cold wind brings

For rains are tears
The blue sky sheds
For those of us
With tears in hearts

The kids on the street
With nothing to eat
In tattered clothes
And faded hopes

The lonely at heart
In need of a pat
From soft fingers
On their feeble shoulders

You, who keep failing
You, with health frailing
Innocent, serving jail term
For you I wrote this poem

You, the deserted
With thoughts disconcerted
And all who share in such misery
Today smile, today, make history

Soaked in the rains
Let us all sing
Ignoring the pains
This cold world brings.