Month: October 2015

Painting A Bird

~ Frank Solanki ~ 18 Comments

I started painting a bird
With broken wings
To represent my heart
And so many other things
Wanted to show all my emotions
Deep inside
Wanted to show the world
A different side

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What colours should I use?
What hues? What shade?
I’m just an amateur
Will I even get paid?
Don’t think she’d like it
She really understands art
It’s not like I made this for her
With all of my heart

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The bird was finally complete
Unlike my broken heart
The painting wasn’t splendid
Art is, after all, art
I asked her if she liked it
She said it was splendid
And the bird just flew away
Away it did

There’s A Little Girl Outside

~ Frank Solanki ~ 10 Comments

There’s a little girl outside
She’s probably lost
She wants to go home
At any cost
It’s getting darker by the minute
She’s about to cry
She’s calling for her mother
She doesn’t want to die

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There’s a wild beast outside
Starving for days
People have been cruel to him
Or so he says
Night is his only loyal friend
Looking for a prey
In daylight, he wears a coat
Of sheepish grey

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There’s a God above in the skies
Watching things unfold
All religions have shut their eyes
In layers of gold
Not a single sign of Him
As a devil is reborn
Innocence cries out in vain
And He just watches on

Stand Up

~ Frank Solanki ~ 12 Comments

Kick me, prick me, trick me
Do all the sick things in your head
Attack, stab or jab me
Or just hunt me down instead
Shoot me and gun me down too
Until my blood mixes with the rain
Do whatever you want to do
But I’m going to stand up again

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Strangle me, manhandle me
Ban my work for all I care
End, bend and offend me
Treat me unjust and unfair
Lock, block and mock me too
Let all my efforts be in vain
Do whatever you wish to do
But I’m going to stand up again

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Beat me, cheat me, defeat me
Judge me with your worst
Jail, tail, fail or nail me
Blow me up and watch me burst
Chain me up and whip me too
Till I cry out in pain
Do whatever you have to do
But I’m going to stand up again

Life Of A Poet – Part 3

~ Frank Solanki ~ 16 Comments

Never a moment has felt so bad
Like the time when I lost you
I guess I would have to
Find myself a new muse

Purple

~ Frank Solanki ~ 16 Comments

My uneasy mind races to and fro
Like the pendulum of an aged clock
While my eyes rejoice in this purple show
As I watch thy fairness unlock

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‘Tis not only a fault of mine
But thou an equal perpetrator
‘Tis too late to walk the line
With a lover and an unknown hater

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No good now to regret the past
For an act we never did do
In this uneasy mind, your memory will last
The same ol’ memory of me and you

Rat Race

~ Frank Solanki ~ 4 Comments

I’ve known desire to cause despair
As I part company with patience
Disappointment gives a blank stare
Oppurtunity, like egoistic beauty, shuns

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I’ve been to educational institutions
And learnt varied cultures and languages
All I could speak with divine precision
But none can help when life engages

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Eventually, you did win the rugged race
And you seem to be content at that
Don’t know how I ended up here in the first place
When I’m still wondering if I am a rat

I Found Love

~ Frank Solanki ~ 37 Comments

I found love
I left it behind. I wanted freedom
I found freedom
I left it behind. I wanted happiness
I found happiness
I left it behind. I wanted bliss
I found bliss
I left it behind. I wanted heaven
I found heaven
I left it behind. I wanted God
I found God. He asked me what I wanted
I asked for love
He pointed in the direction where I came from
I could see a young man in the distance
God said, “He has all the love you need.”
“Can I meet him?”, I asked
“Yes,” replied God. “But you’ve left him far behind.”

Love At First Sight

~ Frank Solanki ~ 19 Comments

I still remember every moment of that night
Every raindrop, ache and every pain
It was love at first sight
I never saw her again

Echo

~ Frank Solanki ~ 11 Comments

I asked her to come back
And called out to her so
The only thing that returned
Was an echo

Here He Comes Again

~ Frank Solanki ~ 4 Comments

Let it be known far and wide
To all men and women in town
He has finally come to decide
Who’s to go up and who’s to stay down

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Put all your little children to sleep
This is not the time for them to bother
Take out all the secrets you keep
With your lawyer and your mother

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Hush! Not a word to speak
He longs to taste your breath
Surrender yourself if you’re too meek
For He rides on a horse named Death

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The day has turned to night so soon
And the sky is no longer blue
The stars have come out with the moon
To watch all that He can do

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The wise men stare in silence
They know that their end is near
The fools fear violence
When it’s the dark that they should fear

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The gloomy weather has set the stage
Amidst the pouring rain
You were a fool to invite His rage
For here He comes again