She comes first to elate me
Only then to berate me
My experiences tell me
Love must surely hate me
Her cold manners break me
Her cold hands forsake me
And tomorrow, like today
Love will proceed to ache me
She would never want to kill me
With her jeers she will fill me
After years of torture her
Favourite toy is still me
Author: Frank Solanki
Making the world a better place one poem at a time.
This Shady Thing Called Past – Part 2
Last time I think I told you
How I had locked up my past
I guess I didn’t think it through
For the solution didn’t last
It did a lot of antics
To come out of its cell
I resisted all its tricks
But it didn’t turn out very well
It stressed me more and more
To have it kicking my head
So I had to open the door
Before it drove me mad
Then I thought it was easy
To just let it out of my head
Why keep it in rent-free?
I could do better instead
So this time it was I
The one with the final kick
Waved a last goodbye
No more dirty trick
Now it is safe I’m sure
No more agony and dread
A perfect resolution
Tranquility in my head
This Shady Thing Called Past
Often I encountered strain
With this shady thing called Past
My vulnerable brain
Was about to have a blast
It stirred my focus at work
I felt exhausted at home
The feeling of being stuck
With consequences to come
So I had to find a cure
A permanent remedy
So I opened up the door
Of my brain quite readily
In the corner there I locked
My disturbing past forever
Hid the key then blocked
Its exit to wherever
And once that it was done
I felt happier and free
Applauded my decision
Brewed myself some tea
These Raindrops Are My Tears
These raindrops are my tears
Those clouds above — my eyes
This land here is my heart
Overflowing with tides that rise
Way above the towers
Built not for waves this strong
Should have shed these tears earlier
I held them back too long
She Loves Me?
She loves me — yes now that’s a start
But she loves me not with all her heart
She loves me — yes she loves me a lot
But with all her heart she loves me not
Humpty Dumpty
Humpty Dumpty rose from the ground
After the fall he was safe and sound
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Saw that he wasn’t an egg with pants
Swap Your Shoes With Me
Just how golly life would be
If you swap your shoes with me
Just for a day or two or three
I’ll be you and you’ll be me
I’ll see the world as you see
I’ll get to know your family
When you meet mine, you’d agree
That they’re all sweet and jolly
I’ll meet Joe, Jason, Emily
And your other comrades by the sea
We’ll swim for hours jubilantly
And climb on the giant coconut tree
You’ll meet Dan, Martha, Willie
They’ll crack jokes and they’ll act silly
They’ll make you laugh loud endlessly
Time will fly quite speedily
When should we start? Come, tell me
Tonight? Tomorrow? Whenever you’re free
Right now? Oh my that is fine with me
Close your eyes and count to three
Marriage Is A Strange Equation
Marriage is a strange equation where
You take 1 Person
Add another Person
You get a Couple
So far so good
Now you add 0 Expectations to it
And you get infinite Love
Mind-boggling!
To Be A Great Dad
Queasy, nervous and going mad
In my quest to be a great dad
I went through all the parenting tips
To save myself from any slips
What to do and what to not
To save my child from any blot?
What to teach and what to dress
To give my child great success?
What bedtime stories I should read
To have him sleeping guaranteed?
What to sing as a lullaby
When my child begins to cry?
What skills to teach? What toys to buy?
How to get his grades to fly?
What food is good and what is bad?
Oh I’m trying to be a great dad
Days and nights I have spent
Through each book I have went
One thing I can say for sure
They’ve left me more confused than before
Now I Love The Trees
Ere I loved the giant clouds
Atop the vast blue seas
They being so hard to reach
Now I love the trees
Basking all day in their shade
Climbing swinging as I please
Far easier to love someone
When hugging has no fees
Frank Solanki 