Author: Frank Solanki

Making the world a better place one poem at a time.

A Naughty Boy

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Son, you’ve been acting really good
From the plate you’ve cleared the food
And your room is mighty clean
Not a stray toy can be seen

You’ve been smiling weird all day
I feel like you’ve got something to say
Did you stain your school clothes
Or did you pinch your sister’s nose?

I haven’t seen you run at all
Or jump or scream or shout or fall
I know I know that something’s wrong
Oh I feel it quite so strong

Come out now son with your tale
I promise you won’t go to jail
Did you break a glass or pot?
Did you, son, or did you not?

Oh what is that now? Let me see
Your teacher wants to again see me?
A bad report card again I guess
Oh boy you are in such a mess

Hand it over to me, will you?
It’s not something I’m not used to
Ah but wait just what is this?
You’ve scored more than your genius sis

In fact you’ve scored more than everyone
You’ve topped the class my dear son
Oh this thing brings me such a joy
To know you’re not such a naughty boy

Come To Me

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Come to me with all your sadness
With all your scars and your aches
Come to me

Come to me with all your madness
With all your cracks and heartbreaks
Come to me

Come to me without a thought
Whether you’re broken or you think you’re not
Come to me

Come to me with an open heart
Even though it is lonely for a start
Come to me

Come to me and I will try
Ensure that you never have to cry
No more sorrows or goodbyes
Come come to me

Come to me I will heal
No more hurt you will feel
You will know the joy that’s real
Come come to me

Nature Doesn’t Need A Temple

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Nature is easy to worship
To me nothing is more divine
It’s the original magician
The source of each design
The reason why flowers bloom
The reason why stars shine
Nature doesn’t need a temple
The whole world is its shrine

Life Is A Videogame

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Life is a videogame
Death is the final boss
Everyone gets to face him and
Everyone loses

Love Is Blind

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Love can never spot a lie
Love can never will to try
To uncover the truth to find
Love is blind love is blind

Love cares not for beautiful things
To Love even toxicity brings
A joy of no comparable kind
Love is blind love is blind

Love will keep old photographs
That give more aches than more laughs
Refusing to leave the memories behind
Love is blind love is blind

Love will leave no stone unturned
Will push you in the wrong direction
It will leave you much maligned
Love is blind love is blind

Love never seems to mind
If the other person is unkind
In not a good way you will find
Love is blind love is blind

Narcissus

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I wandered lonely through a forest
Ignorant that I had been cursed
Aching from a lengthy hunting
Gripped by an intense thirst

There I chanced upon a pool
With water so blue and clear
Rushed I fast with my sore feet
Lest it may disappear

I bent to take the liquid but
My eyes fell upon a being
A soul so uniquely handsome
The first time I was seeing

From the other side of the water
That beauty kept on staring
And I stared back likewise with
An affection we were sharing

My ache and hunger vanished
Captivated by that face
I lost track of time and self
Surrounded by its grace

I moved closer to that gem
I smiled and it smiled back
My heart skipped a-many beats
I loved and it loved back

I stretched my hand for I could
No longer stand being apart
Yet all I felt were ripples
Discharged by a broken heart

My soul crushed my heart sank
We sat there downcast
My first feelings of affection
Would also be my last

We stayed and we yearned
So close and yet so far
I promised to never leave
Till the sky is full of stars

‘Tis there that I made my home
Longing with all love’s power
Just the sight and an echo
Endowed this golden flower

Limerick #4

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Lora had a horrible dream
She woke up with a terrible scream
To herself she expressed
That she must be depressed
So she ate a whole lot of icecream

I Sit Down With My Heart

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I sit down with my heart to write a poem for you
There’s a desk and two chairs and plenty of blank pages
I stare at the keys of the laptop and I freeze
Anxiety and Fear are uninvited guests
They don’t have chairs so they dance around
Sometimes they jump on the desk
And sometimes they jump over my head
It’s an all-too-familiar sight
That is why I have my heart with me today
To drive those things away
And maybe crash them into a sturdy tree
Or even into a building perhaps
My fingers tap the surface and my heart sees it
I need a pat on my back just for sitting there
My heart duly does so
With its hand on my shoulder I begin to type
It is not the greatest first-line
But it will do
Since Anxiety and Fear have vanished
They couldn’t stand my heart
They wanted me all for themselves
I turn to my heart and smile
And then I continue typing a poem for you

Time Is A Tortoise

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Time is a tortoise
When you are away
Slow and sluggish
Throughout the day

No, Time is a cheetah
When you are near
Quickly and fast
It can disappear

Ah, Time is a chameleon
Volatile and fickle
When you’re here; overflowing
When you’re gone; a mere trickle

This Lonely Train

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This lonely train takes me to a lonely place
The lonely place is a lonely town
The lonely town’s full of empty space
And I am going down

Dust and pests and desert sand
Will greet me when I reach
No familiar face or helping hand
I’ll lie lonely on the beach

The worst is yet to come they say
A ball of fire in the sky
If I ever turn to walk away
No one would ask me why

This lonely train goes chugh chugh chugh
It’s the only noise I hear
No laughing child or crooked thug
No Dad, no dog, no deer

I must set down my pen alright
That’s all that I can write
This lonely train leaves behind the light
Towards the dark of night