​A Message For You

~ Frank Solanki

Hey girl, there’s something I want

To say to you

It’s quite apparent, isn’t it?

My jaws just drop, my eyes pop out

Whenever I set my happy eyes on you

…

But it’s not because you’re beautiful

Or simple or sweet

Neither pretty nor cute

My eyes do hurt, my jaws do drop

And I realise my worth

Whenever you are near or around because you look

Like a ghost from my darkest imaginations

And sometimes like a monster and a calamity

…

Just a little suggestion for you

Try wearing a mask

If you can

Take my little advice

Who knows it just might help you

To look less like a dinosaur

Published by Frank Solanki

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

62 thoughts on “​A Message For You”

  16. Love this poem, amazing turnaround! Actually, this is my only way to contact you since I don’t see any other tabs. I wanted to say that I nominated you and 10 others for the “Sunshine Blogger Award” which is dedicated to blogs that are creative, positive, inspirational, or uplifting. And your blog has been one of my all time favorites for its creative aspect. So if you want, I can give you the guidelines? I know it is often given to new bloggers – and sometimes bigger bloggers – but it is the least I could do to show appreciation of your work.

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  22. Coming from a background where books weren’t in abundance and reading wasn’t a pastime poetry wasn’t something discussed.
    That began to change for me when I was given a copy of Walt Whitman’s epic Leaves of Grass by an elderly white couple who were retired teachers.
    Whether Whitman’s Leaves of Grass is considered poetry, prose, or something else it read like poetry to me and was something of an awakening.
    Life often takes you in different directions so my knowledge of poetry was limited for some time.
    By the time I had reached adulthood books and become something of an essential, and I began to rediscover poetry.
    I have as much of an appreciation for poetry as an art form as I do any other – a world devoid of art in it’s many manifestations would be a sterile world.
    Life is poetry, the environment is poetry, and so too words can be as well.

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