Covid Riddle

I am Riddle 

I was Born to distract you 

A knowledge made to mis-track you 

A foresight to miss guide you 

 

Make you love me unconditionally 

At the same time hate me wholeheartedly 

I am fictitious so you cannot see me 

 

Swift like the river on a quiet evening 

Bright like the wind, if you envision me 

Mighty and strong like the jungle that raised me

 

1,2,3 you cannot count me

I am a king and queen, you cannot stereotype me 

Dead and alive so you cannot kill me

 

I was born and I became strong 

I was forged as someone’s vision 

I was born with that vision 

 

I can fly, I can swim 

I can climb, up and down like a stream 

I can laugh, I can sing, a poetry I seem 

 

I go black when it’s dark 

I go bright when every where is light 

In hindsight, I created to control your mind 

 

My Purpose remains a mystery

My impact shall never be forgotten in history

My sins are not mine but yours to reveal

 

Riddle me and rid you of me

My name is Covid

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The Beast

We had high hopes for rainy days 

2020 the year of making many hays

Success stories for better days 

It was time to put in the work with no delays 

 

That vision came short of a memory lane

No external precautions, it was the year of no blame

We were ready for the fire, in fact we came with our own flame

It was no pain no gain, Thus we could do it all over again

 

We were short handed by our blind sight

Ignorant to nature of the wind like a flying kite

We decided to be arrogant and the world took the bite 

Now that vision is burning like a candle light 

 

It is not yet dark to say the least

They feed our fears to calm the beast

They’re taking us back to account for our sins 

It is 2020 but it’s C-19

 

Unity always has a charm for peace

We Unite in quarantine to kill the beast

Like the animals we caged, karma is making us pay

How ironic that isolated unity with family is the key 

 

Why pass such opportunity that is the means to live

In respect to others that want to survive 

A 14 day luck down with loved ones is not hard a gift to give

As we all speak the same language –The coronaVirus

 

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Sympathy

How sympathetic of you to be sympathetic 

Why sympathize when you are never sympathized 

If all you see is criticism 

It is only right for you to criticize your next victim 

 

They say one plus one equals two 

But me plus you becomes Us 

You see how I sympathized with your logic to gain trust 

Sometimes Choice can change our course sympathetically 

 

An old man that wakes to work faces a different challenge  

So does me, you and them; to sympathize is to quantify

How weak to find it boastful to claim my “struggle” triumphs’ yours

We all have the same 24; my intentions were never for me to endure 

 

We all have survived to live another day

Either ways, it should not matter your pain 

Rather the journey, the experiences you overcame 

Serve food for thought; the fruits of your labour 

 

Life was never meant to be peaceful 

Only you plus I could start up a peace coup 

How sympathetic of me; such a wishful thinking 

It is only right for me to be sympathetic, for this ship of ours is rapidly sinking

 

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Love Scuffle

My Love

I know we have not been as intended

Our relationship stepped down from its harmony

I can see you are questioning our certainty

We used to have the best love stories

Our history should not be made history

Our relationship needs to revive its glory

Your name shall remain immortal in my diary

 

The mornings I wake up next to you

And we cuddle On each other like tattoo

Eventually I run into you

We mourn and yawn for more…

 

Every morning you sun my sunflower

Every evening you are seated on my sky scrapper

Every second of the day you are my hearts appetizer

We go back and forth but we never get tired

 

Such a journey is far from an end

Our relationship could only ascent

We have grown beyond the typecast of Boy & Girlfriend

Not even Romeo & Juliet, Jack & Rose could out Romance us

 

Baby girl I miss you

I know it is only been a couple minutes since our fight

Life is just not the same without you

For others it takes hours or days, Baby it’s seconds when it comes to you

 

Since you walked through the door

It completely shook my core

That was the first time I heard you roar

My heart naturally turned sour

 

My love I need you back with me

…While writing, I heard my phone ring

“Hello babe”, she said

“Would you like me to get you anything ? I stopped to get some groceries”

 

My heart skipped a bit hearing her voice

Immediately I begin to rejoice

“Nothing love but my usual favorite choice”

“Hurry up baby, and bring yourself back to me”

 

Our journey continues

In just a couple minutes, whatever is no longer an issue

Our love built a trust that became lust

Which makes it easier to forgive the others mishap

 

Finally, my baby is home

Kindred hearts we are never alone

“I am sorry about earlier, It shall not happen again”

“Come baby, Let me put some ice cream in your cone”

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Poeticverse

There is always an irony to life 

The caterpillar needs to die to become a butterfly

It transforms from a snailly form of eww!

To a wingy form of Awww!

 

The Irony that remains 

Is for the soul that never changed 

For your limited life where do you stand ?

Karma has an irony that visits when you become sand 

 

Search for your metaphor in poetic justice

Like a game of dice, it comes like your chances of double six

A satire in every win

Emotions but memory contains the heavy deeds

 

In this universe 

Poetry I see in every little thought

One come and go but life never stops

Karma is a bitch and it’s never her fault

 

Today patience lacks attitude

Mockery has become a self fulfilling fortitude 

An irony in every longitude and latitude 

Am I running from every long attitude that outlast my attitude ?

 

Karma does not allow one to cheat life

Such an irony even death cannot cheat life 

A short parody of life can be rolled in one dice

Unlike life, like the dice chances might come twice

 

I seek the poetry in this universe 

I see the Irony that is this universe 

Karma remains a bitch in every poetic parody

Thus, for the paradise in life, I claim my universe ‘The Poeticverse’

 

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The golden Charmer

Knighted child in golden armor

Mattered not should ye be son to a farmer

A lawyer, doctor or even a Governor

The circle of life never existed in only one harbour

Yet this reality can be manipulated by a charmer

 

Knighted child in golden armor

Life seemed flexible from every angle in the mirror

Once away from the shadows of leisure

One would find the storm had never been heavier

Ye had only been sheltered under the family umbrella

 

A tradition of cosset

Shielded from all obstacles from birth

Ye’s Kindred meant no harm but good

Little did they forget the jungle is made of different woods

Some might be hard, and some soft

Ones Texture dictates the rationale behind his growth

 

A tradition of cosset

A facade to the feeble minded

A misplacement of value

Such tender a generation where trust weighs more than truth

A rooted foundation that warps our youth

 

Stories are told

Yet the truth remains to unfold

If the ultimate power is control

Then, a knighted child was only a means to a certain goal

How destructive a force yet attractive like gold

 

A knighted child in golden armor

Fell victim to the tradition of cosset

In plain sight is the absence of physical harm

While being ignorant to the notion of mental and emotional wants

To survive, the golden child needs to develop his personal charm

 

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20 Questions (it’s Never too late)

What happened to the Human Sanity

How would things change in my community

Why do we have to suffer from our FAMILY TREE

Where could we find ourselves peace

When can we put ourselves on the right side of history

What happened to our Human Will

How did we allow them dwindle our humanity

Why do we have to suffer from our FAMILY TREE

Where can we go in search of harmony

When do we gear up to revamp our society

What happened to Human Love

How difficult is it to find joy

Why do you use your pain as a reason to destroy

Where in your journey did you lose hope

When will you be ready to embrace your people not just the ones at home

What happened to your Human Rights

How did you let it fly off like a kite

Why are you always waiting for someone to take control of your life

Where inside you can you awaken the fight

When will you be ready to experience Life!

Reverie

I came alive at a dinner table

I had Food for Thought

I was feed till my brain coughed

Intellects to my right and left

Heaven on earth knowledge at spread

A buzz session that buzzed my mind

I found my brain in a virtual gym

Shedding off ignorant muscles

And replacing them with a patriotic hope

In a jungle filled with predators

And aliens that try to exploit us

A round table was enough

Enough to rid our minds of arrogance

Enough to facilitate our road map

Enough to spark a revolution for a lifetime

We might find ourselves at odds ideologically

However, it is said “he that knows, is he who knows he doesn’t know”

If he knows not, why keep knowing ?

We might find ourselves at odds physically

However, it is said “I can, I will”

If you can, why only stop at willing ?

Insane Love ❤️

I gave my heart out

I was tricked, happiness took a different route

Only to get back pain

The type that drives you insane

I fell in love

But it made my eyes rain

Little drops that ends with a nagging headache

The type that drives you insane

I feel victim to sleepless nights

Left and right turns on my sofa bed

Having light kisses with a couple mosquitoes that cared

The type that drives you insane

I was lonely but not single

I got confused about what to do

The thinking process multiplied my nagging headache

The type that drives you insane

I found myself with painkillers

Suddenly, I noticed I was missing the heart that pumps blood to my brain

A couple dead cells that led to migraine

They type that drives you insane

They sold me out on love

The beauty of innocence it share

The vulnerability and sacrifices towards whom you care

The type that drives you insane

I want to give my heart out

I want to fall in love

I want the happiness on sleepless nights

Not the type that drives you insane

 

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A Gift

I am a gift to man

A blessing in one

I am only Human

I have been through the sorrows

and Still optimistic about tomorrow

As I row the boats to the future

Unity says peace

A gift we all decree

A gift of divinity

I am a gift to man

A blessing given to all

Another smile of joy

I am a gift to man

A blessing in one

I am only Human