Tag Archives: Hospice


Allure by the azure bright;
Emit from distant tunnel light.
Mother, in her best, stands there;
Legendary friends meet with flair.
Serene and light, float in mid- air;
Tearing teens weep vigil over body;
The wind caresses their hair in lobby.
The seeping energy forbids long stay;
To another world, the breeze flies away.


Falling in love is blind;
The pimples appear divine.
The wet towels thrown on the floor;
Butts, empty cans provoke eyesore.
Hoping the bad habits will change;
Until the partner become derange.
Marriage roller coastal may be rife;
Medication replaces the quest for life.
Easier to remember all the hurt:
Nagging about the bruises and dirt;
Erect high walls to forgive the person:
Enjoy drama in foul mouth and action.
When the relate and sadism turns sour;
We cling to the family in the last hour.
The family is the first and last contact;
To comfort us in the final ugly attack.
To relate well is thus to live well;
Simple reasons don’t sound the bell.


Not long ago we whined and dined together;
You were quiet but still full of laughter.
The sudden news that you left the class;
Hasten to meet mates on heavenly pass.
When you were assemblyman, too busy for all;
The brawl in politics forced you on the wall.
In public office, you had no private life;
The wildlife and nightlife was rife.
The stroke jolted your balance;
Fame repaid in hidden grievance.
The mask you wore not without cost;
The lost self turned into exhaust.
We might be transiently apart;
Farewell, you are alive in our heart.


They insist to look at my bucket list;
In the hanging coffin was the missing gist.
Live with dignity but die without;
Torment all till the last blackout.
Family first, but no time to spare and care;
Relationship impaired, no love to share.
In living, you are in control;
In dying, suck into the sinkhole.
Unfulfilled dream and desire;
Dissonance is hard to rewire.
While living no urgency for action;
Health, fortune and logic are fiction.
Younger and healthier might be treason;
Procrastination sold your life in auction.
It you still persist to view my black list;
Ascend and enter my coffin for a tryst.