Ode to Death

There is no passion to be found in playing small – in settling for a life that is less then the one you are capable of living. like an assassin, will you creep up on me in stealth? when my lungs have run out of breath. Oh death! Oh death! when the black wires on…

Ode to the Fish in my Dish

We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us. E.M. Forester They say, there are only forty fish in the sea. Swimming from coast to coast, away from the big boat- Belongs to the fisherman keeps it free of flea. So…

Ivette to the vet

There isn’t enough darkness in the world to snuff out the light of one candle. Ivette Ivette Ivette Ivette You who went with your pet to the vet Even tho twas raining and you got wet Together with your pet. Oh! Ivette Ivette Ivette Ivette Twas night when out of bed you climbed Got dressed…

Mother of Four (An Ode To My Mother)

Happiness doesn’t depend on who you are or what you have, it depends solely on what you think. Dale Carnegie Hard life you lead but still you give, Not just to those you gave birth to. But also to those have no clue, How to in your tender womb live. Oh! Mother of four- There…

An Ode to My Muse

You are the only problem you will ever have and you are the only solution. Bob Proctor When my creativity wears a noose Around his neck I pray to you, Oh Muse! Who since ages long ago played your lyre To inspire poets to write satire. You who artists describe with much fondness, And is…