Game you play

Why do you always ask

The same question over and over

By now my answer must be

Etched in your heart

Is it a game you like to play

To get on my nerves

Or may be my answer is

Music to your ears

Yes, I love you

My dear

One-Liner Wednesday – Silence is not always Golden

This post is in response to Linda’s  #1OneLinerWednesday.

Every happily married man has learnt to answer this question correctly: “Honey, how do I look”.

Others have learnt to their dismay that silence is not always golden.

 

Darkness

A distant past under a star filled sky

Darkness of the new moon 

Lighted dimly by the evening star

Proclaimed your love looking at my eyes

Told me you understand me
More than I understand myself
Gazed at your eyes silhouetted
Reflecting darkness of the sea

Oh how I wanted to ask thee
What you understood about me
Seeking myself through the ages
It’s darkness only that I see

Were you scared of what you saw
To share with me what you found
Now I search for the answer alone
Under new moon’s darkened glow

Blood on their Hands

Behind the hearty laughter
Lurked depression sinister
As everyone looks for an answer
After the terrible disaster
What were the missed signs
Was this part of a design
There would be a moment of silence
As authorities practice the ritual dance
Debating where to put the blame
As if this one, like others, just a game
Do not blame the weapons, it’s the person
Weapons are fine, even in hands of little one
They need to learn how to shoot a gun
Hunting deer or duck with AR15 is fun
Looking for a way to curb automatic weapons
Stooges and lackeys are afraid of NRA’s venom
Lip service aplenty they will provide
As another group of kids lose their lives
All hail to second amendment, constitution is sacrosanct
Money talks, as politicians hide with blood on their hands