Christmas is Here

Since one of my cousins told us that we need to prepare something for our Christmas party, I came up with this short poem. Even if the presentation didn’t pull through we still had plenty of fun and laughter with several intermission numbers from our younger guests.

To all of you who are still enjoying the festivities, Merry Christmas from me to you and your loved ones. 🙂


Christmas is Here

Now that Christmas is here
let us rejoice and be of good cheer
for we are with friends and family dear
make no room for sadness or of tear.

Now that Christmas is here
let us remember our loved ones who are not here
but let us smile and whisper a prayer for they can hear
how we miss them, love them and wish they were near.

Now that Christmas is here
let us raise our glasses and drink some beer!
Let us be glad and pray that this roller coaster year
will end on a merry note to welcome the new year.



Down the Road

Down the Road

Walk with me down the road
and share with me your story.
I’ll tell you mine if you are ready
let’s not keep secrets you and I.
This path we take is for us
to discover the truth in us.

Walk with me down the road
let us learn more about each other.
Share with me your stories old
your ups even your downs.
Don’t be afraid I won’t judge you
you see, I have the same fears.

Walk with me down the road
let us be strangers no more.
What I am I will share with you
and you I’ll keep with me
for at the end of the road we’ll find
whether we are destined to be.





Soft dawn is breaking
I hear the birds readying for the morning
the sun is slowly creeping
over the mountains it keeps on climbing.

I rouse myself from the deepest slumber
thinking thoughts and not of blunder
I turn on the shower
and stepped into the coldness of water.

I woke up to a new day
yesterday’s pain is not of today
there is no reason why I should sway
from my dreams and goals of yesterday.

For the morning offers a new beginning
so I will start my day right by smiling.
I will think of the morning sun that is so beguiling
and be inspired, be an inspiration and be a blessing.





Wishes, oh, wishes
let them happen to me.
I wish for the starlight
to bring you to me.
In these arms of mine
let me show you,
that love tastes like
strawberries on
such delicious lips .

Wishes, oh, wishes
let them be granted, oh please.
I wish for endless nights
and mornings with thee.
for today I’m on my own
but tomorrow is unknown
I’ll wait for my wishes
let them hear my wishes
until they lead you to me.



Waiting For You

Waiting For You

I tremble when you’re near me
right from the start I knew we’re meant to be
your eyes so daring, boldly looking
caressing, loving.

I can’t help but feel breathless
with every touch you give
let me fan the flames with my own
kisses and passionate embrace.

I savor each moment when we’re together
my heart yearning when we’re apart
watching the hands of the clock
waiting till you come home in my arms.



Thief in the Night

Thief in the Night

You came to me

with no hint

or warning

but left your mark on me.

Now I’m wondering

if there is more to this

talk of life, talk of poetry

of common things

and the absurd ones.

We stayed up late at night

will wonders never cease?

I thought this feeling was over

but you let me feel it again

the feeling of being wanted

of being loved and waited for.

Like a thief in the night

you stole my heart.

Now I’m waiting,


Is there more to this

fairy tale that you have started?




Last November, I followed Neil Gaiman’s “All Hallow’s Read” where you read a scary story or share a scary book with someone for them to read on this night of all nights. I shared Stephen King’s Dark Half with my sister which incidentally she hasn’t read yet and I read It for the second time. Yes, second. Why? Well, I wanted to purge myself of my fear of clowns and this was the perfect book for me to read.


This is the cover of the copy that I have.

Like I said, for some strange reason I never loved clowns. No offense to those who love clowns or even those who dress up as clowns to delight little children but there is something about this particular clown, specifically Pennywise the Clown that bothers me a lot.

I am not comfortable seeing those fake smiles on their faces never knowing what they are thinking because their whole face is painted. And with Pennywise, I am really afraid. Still I bravely read the whole book again and I have to admit that somehow my fear of clowns has diminished ever so slightly.

If you haven’t read this book I must warn you, I might spoil the fun for you. So if ever you haven’t picked up this book from your local book store please do so and read it before you continue with this article. It’s a good read and one that I highly recommend if you love Stephen King as much as I do. That author has the uncanny ability to transform the simplest objects to one that will haunt you in your dreams.

With that being said, I’ll go on with my take on IT.

The first thing that I loved about this book was that the first few pages piqued my curiousity. When this happens, I tend to finish the entire thing. Anyway, what stemmed my enthusiasm was when I reached the part when there was a clown in the sewer with balloons floating by his side. Clown + sewer + balloons? Bad idea.


Pennywise the Clown down by the sewers.

Second, I loved the fact that the kids in the story knew there was something up with the town and that the grown ups weren’t really aware of. They have their own secret or something and they were put in a position to save those kids who fell victim to Pennywise. (yes, that’s the clown’s name)

Third, I loved how the kids were able to escape after hurting It with their own special powers. What I mean here is that kids have these unusual abilities to use their imagination to combat evil which was exactly how they managed to hurt It in the first place.

Fourth, the idea of finishing an unfinished business calls to me. And in this book, the kids have grown up with different histories both good and bad without remembering their childhood until one call brought everything crashing into them.

Fifth, I loved how Stephen King weaved the past with the present and from varying view points as well. If you have an active imagination like me you can even picture the characters in the book.

The ending I leave to you guys to determine whether you liked it or not. I won’t spoil it for you. The things I mentioned above are what I like about this book. I haven’t seen the entire movie yet where Tim Curry played the part of Pennywise. (I’m still scared) Anyway, if I have the courage to watch it I think I’ll be sharing my thoughts here too.


Pennywise smiles.


Queen in Me

Okay, so this very short poem is something just popped into my head a few days ago. Just thought I’d put it here for your enjoyment. 😀


Queen in Me

Don’t treat me like a princess

for I am already a queen.

My kingdom is where I want it to be.

I have had enough of charming words

and teasing under the tree.

Woo me with actions and let’s see

whether you can delight the queen in me.



Enter the Night

This one I wrote in the dead of the night. I don’t know what possessed me (maybe, the little ink elf) to write this. I just stirred from my reverie then started pounding on the keyboards to type this poem. 🙂


Enter the Night

The night fast approaches

I sit back and watch as darkness encroaches

over streetlamps and traveling coaches

enveloping sweethearts exchanging smooches.

The night fast approaches

I could see my pen leaving blotches

on paper white and grainy notches

leaving hands with black stained patches.

The night fast approaches

I could finally see the moon that bewitches

lovers arm in arm sitting on benches

unaware of the night that fast approaches.