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A very little funny pig ,
jerk a big bally frog ,
Frog is jumping angrily ....
Funny pig jerk the frog more especially ,
Again ,
Again ,
Again ...
Until the frog drown into the drain .

Mum's Back and almost her usual self except no lifting things and doing stressful work .
Doctors says she's got weak heart so better control of food and stress will be best .
Life goes on ..now i'm blank on ideas ..so a HUGE thank you for your encouragement and support .
I miss you all ... Bless your SpiritSoul !

No need to worry about me,
It's been this way for years,
Put to rest your sorrow,
Please calm all your fears,
Ill be here tommorrow,
Trust me... I'll be here,
Your presence is a comfort,
To one who has had none,
And hopefully will continue to be,
As the battles lost or won...

If only... I could just forget her,
If only...I had never met her,
She got inside...
If only I had never let her,
If only... I could start again,
If only... We could just be friends,
If only...

Losses sad attain
voice replaced by ping
unknown for what gain
phones no longer ring

love expectation, lofty goal
friendship’s a far better start
allow time to expose the soul
its jet streams to the heart

person pursuing from afar
must be willing to live
under the other person’s star
if there is love to give

swim life, shore-to-shore
to bathe in love’s moist cure.

can you go the distance
across the ocean wide
when met with resistance
swim against the tide

poetic pathways stream
‘cross digital waves, unseen
more than a mere dream
love chances yet to glean

a sense of adventure
without guarantee
no promise of indenture
between she and he

in matters of the heart
‘tis self who must first start

***

Words’ digital-connect, a spark
torch ignites, coalesces souls
traverse miles embark.

Though ready, willing, able to
close distance both must be,
not everyone can be all three.

Missing is the sandy shore; My beach is pictureque no-more. Somethings we look forward for: the summer, beach; being outdoor. And so almost everywhere, so many things people miss. Some are lost forever; there is that constant "risk". Things we took for granted, migrated to its new abode. With regrets we are haunted, when things "like" beaches erode. Whether it's life or beaches, treasures leave us behind. We work and build niches, but they "fade" with time. It's fatalism, or is it? From "tomorrow" can we hide? We lose, bit by bit, because of the changing tide!

You appeared in my dream
Finally
After long endless conversation
It was faceless
At first
But I never doubt your being
Then came words
Voices
Everything that I need
To materialize you

Should everything be materialized?
Feelings
Longing
Would we ever reach "there"?
Should we stay "here"?
What is "here" and "there"?

Was it really a distance between us?
Only miles away and nothing else?

i think back on the times when we were young and pure, we laughed we cried n played n caused chaos thats for sure. Our imaginations ran wild with dreams of what may be, but in this place we often traveled only we could see. Our mom showed us love and taught us right from wrong, she dried our tears and always let us know where we would always belong. Our dad kept us safe and encouraged us do good in school, he taught us fishing, camping, hunting, and even to play pool. You were getting older no more barbies, bank or playing toys, you were now a young woman so it was friends makeup and boys. U were my idol smart beautiful and sweet, i wanted to be just like u after all ur the gurl everyone wants to meet. I watched you shine over the years and become a mother of your own, there was no battle or bridge to high u wouldnt face alone. The image of our mother a gurl not defined have a little faith in u and let ur past rewind. Ur my big sister n my friend plz find u and come home soon my hand is here to lend.

I come on here and what do I see, beautiful faces who wont consider me.

"I think she is pretty" is what I say, "but I doubt she would talk or even look my way".

Is it those who look pretty, is that how to win? No it's just those who are pretty within.

Looks can decieve and destort whats important in life, is it only looks that you want from a wife?

Will it be looks that you love until your end or would it be somebody who is also your friend?

Look inside first and outside next because beauty inside is what you'll love best.

A love and a friend is what can make marriage work, much better than being married to a good looking berk.

Take me for instance, my looks are not great but I'd be more than a husband, I'd be your best mate.

Just because I am from Singapore,
Does not mean I am Alien!
Just because I live with my mother,
Does not mean I am a mummy's boy,
Just because I am lonely,
Does not mean I am desperate!
(But I am)
Just because I am short ,
Does not mean I cant get taller girls,
Just because I am different,
Does not mean I am not human.
Just because I write poems,
Does not mean I am boring.
Just because I am obese,
Does not give you a right to ridicule me!
I am not tall,not smart,not even intellectual ,
But you will find ,a funny,friendly,caring,honest,sincere,faithful,romantic guy inside,
Trying to get out and be what I am and not just because you said
so...