The Chapters We Never Expected...

Chapters of life so unexpected,
In a split-second, each chapter contrasted,
Living in the past we never respected,
The book had a chapter we never expected.

Clueless we are how things got connected,
Were there hints in previous chapters, that we neglected?
This book so large with characters we have selected,
Lead us all to another chapter we never expected.

With bonds so strong we felt very protected,
The same old bonds we decided and disconnected,
Is this the fault of the characters we selected?
With no clue at all, we travel to a chapter we never expected.

When time was rough and we felt unprotected,
I know we all, tried so hard to be connected,
But we did not know, there have been poison injected,
Right before we entered the chapter we never expected.

In this chapter we feel so dejected,
Together let's recall the memories collected,
The book will be read with the chapters intended,
We like it or not, the pages will be turned to another chapter we never expected.

Whenever, to a new chapter I'm directed,
There are times I feel so unprotected,
At all those times my life is reminded,
My God's with me, in my life which is gifted,
With this in mind I fly through life's chapters we never expected.

-Debra R. N. Ludwick-

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Oh, Sweet Maiden!

A burning flame, Glaring at, the steaming lane, The land of all, massacred slaves, Ripped by love, the origin of fate. Oh, that land, the rose crammed bed, Jammed with laughs, and smiles unshed, Pure as the heart, of an infant at rest, Led by the God, of foul prospects. The enchanter, of the dark, To the illusion, of a delicate arch, With the maiden, of sweetness at heart, Stepped in to, a mirrored witchcraft. Swinging and swaying, the ballerina passionate, Sliding and leaping, the pianist considerate, Stumbling and collapsing, the maiden naïve and laid, Weeping and hollering, through the crack sorcery reigns. Maiden, sweet maiden, dumbstruck, betrayed, Threw fits at the mirrors, of the enchanted cave, Left at the wilderness, to wither and break, Oh, sweet maiden, Queen Insane. -Nataliya Ludwick- @thepoeticvoyage

The Untold Goodbyes...

To the sky, a gun was fired, A bird shot down, tangled on a wire, Bidding farewell, to the life he desired, He missed a beat, that the heart required. A frizzy worm fell, off his beak, A drizzle of hay, slipt from his feet, The flock flew away, with cries and screams, While baby bird in the nest, longed for his meal. That innocent soul, lifted into the skies, With desires, hopes, and baby bird in mind, The skies absorbed, the sorrows with sighs, And mourns reigned, for an untold good bye. Tear drops escaped, the eyes of the sky, Rain drops fell, on the nest so fragile, Baby bird wondered, why isn't dad on time, Until the nest fell off, while his broken heart cried. Lying on, the muddy floor, Looking up, he saw a door, That opened wide, with a bright glow, With four wings spread wide, and a cheerful hello. A sweet chirp said, "come darling let's go", Another said "Dads with you, our little fellow",...

Dear Future Husband....

Obeying the rules of quarantine, Seated on my roof top, To enjoy the beauty, I quietly sat on a wooden chair, Towards my left, I watched the streets, The roads were bare, But the birds, flew freely in the air. The cuckoo of a Koel, Was heard from my right, He looks like a crow, With dark red eyes, The squirrels ran, From branch to branch, Butterflies flew, Decorating my view. Along with this, I began to dream, Of my future, And of course, of you, Don't blame me my dear, But when I think of you, I know I am very inquisitive, To know our future, to get to know you. As I sit, I wonder, When will we meet, As I sit, I wonder, How will we meet, My dear, I prefer, If we find ourselves, And my parents; your in-laws, They too prefer the same. I wonder, will you hold my hand, As I dream, I wonder, will you cheer, When I succeed, I'm impatient, to know, Your passions, your hobbies, I'm impatient, ...

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