In The Queen's Land

Palanquin seats with silver roses
Red carpets and golden shoes
China plates, and cutlery for service  

"Welcome your honour" 
Bless,
With white gloves and long back coats
He leads I follow

Green as nature
With carpets of green, green grasses
Trimmed to an inch of perfection
Fountains of endless flow

Cups of tea
Would Sir like a cup of tea?
I would, but its midday
Not to worry Sir
In the land of the Queen
Time has no boundary on cups of tea

Silver tray’s China tea cups
Kilt wearing short breads
Ginger bread men and Cad-bury chocolate
My comfort is an ocean of dreams
I am Royal, dinning with the Queen

Crumbling crumpets 
Of shattered dreams
Still  with dreams
Nightmare holds underlining words

This is not the agreement we had
Buckingham Palace
Was what  we agreed on
Marry Poppins and flying beds

My Fair Lady 
Gave signals, signs of disturbance  
Cold rooms, with shrinking walls
Home is paradise deserted   


Dusk to dawn of slavery for penny
Nothing but the beggar's last coin to gain

This is the harsh pill of reality 
Given to swallow
In the Queen's Land


Before making it past 
The beggar's post
In the Queen's land 

What is Afirmation...

What do you Know about romance...

Holding hands, affections, kiss kiss
Snug,  snuggles, cuddles, 
Hunny, bunny, baby, sweety, darling ..

What do you know about love...
Joy’s of song sang, praises of her name...
No longer conscious of the audience
They look on, that looks on, keep looking

While he shouts out loud from Everest..
Happiness she brings to his heart..foreverness

What do you Know about commitment,..
Inseparable, togetherness,

Through thick and thin in bad weathers ..
Forgiveness, trust, loyalty ,care..weight gain, wrinkles..

What do you know about the home..
Where the family is made, memories of living .
Me casa where his heart resides with her love's  su casa..
What do you know about love's affirmation

Childhood Memory

My childhood memory
Is always just a step away
Never kept in a distance
Never under lock and key

Like a branch to a tree
My roots are where once
Soft clay was moulded

My childhood memory
Always bring joy to me
Like manner to the starved

With sugar to cane
I am because I once was
Adventures seen through
The small virgin eyes
Of yesterday calling on it
Like an SOS to rescue me
When I am Low on
The fuel of yearning

Never under lock and key
The good, the bad, the ugly of it
Is my redemption today

Dreams and Fantasy

I do dream,
Words that flow from my poetic pen
Sometimes aware that 
It is only of the dream realm

Still I indulge 
For dreams
On ceremonies, occasion 
Bear fruits of joy, in escapism 

In bad weather, nightmare
I  awaken 
Say my prayers 
And have a glass of water

Leaving nightmares
In the dream realm
Force fields up, stop button pushed down 
Secured and running, safety nets  

These gates 
Cannot be crossed
Shall not be crossed
Yes; on occasion, I do dream

Insomnia

Why does sleep not come to me..
When I  am in need of it the most..
Did I speak bad of it,
Like Chinese whispers in the King's chamber..


What ransom is it, am I to be held to..
For kidnapped are my dreams, ..
Of ghostly setting..
In the quite hours of dawn..


With frustration my mind wonders
Never calm enough
To cast the spell of dreams
Sleep in such regard, in so high regard


So much sort for..
While Caesar’s of the day
Demand their take,
Like pimps to a whore..


Why does earth refuse to take back
What was dug from it,
Always leaving soil on my feet..
Like a farmers steps on front marts home..


What price is asked of me, to pay
For the grave yard shift, am locked in
While sleep I do, among the wake
And wake among the sleep I do...
Why does sleep not come to me?