like a child
who repeats the same
question over and over again

we forget
that love is listening

that it can take a lifetime
to get some answers

that there are processes in play

that the boat must
take its tallied time
to travel up and downstream

crops must take gnarly root
to grow, fruit to sun
before it sweetly ripens

even as adults
we are like children
and parents both
inside the same body

one repeating
the urgent requests

Because they can’t talk or speak
Because they cannot hear us
They are still dwelling afar
You ought to count yourself lucky
Because the all-time silence
Does not have angry mob there
If not, they will showcase their vengeance
For their long falling asleep
The all time dwelling of the silence
Never sees nor speak from his quite place
Nor react for the mantle left for the mature
They mature is never on fire to execute judgement
For his own reason best known to him

J o y is whelming of the heart, rousing goosebumps, beaming in a smile; as buoyant as the first kiss blushing a maiden's cheeks...

Try and you can make Poetry

as your cup of tea//coffee

over 5543 read this  poem posted across the Internet in 2009

and is being still read by at least five. daily

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Okay at Rula's behest

''My Wish''

Give me that strength Oh! Heaven,

to live up to the hopes desires and aspirations

of all those who send lovely salutations

to their poet in me

Give me strength (as a poet)

to compose exquisite poetry

as well as prose,