The sun shone bright throughout the summer which Dreamt of the smiling faces of humans, lit By the sun As they rejoice under the bright sunlight As the echoes of their laughter tell tales of fun . But what does summer discover reality as, But people, struggling under the heavy heat Faces of dread - not delight, How could summer have known that The people took a different view of it all? The trees stood gracefully, housing Tiny critters and birds But the axemen saw it of different use And cut down the arboreal creatures' world. How could the trees have known That they'd be used to make wood Wooden furnices, inside a home But not a home instead? Flowers, misapprehended by allergic people Heights, misunderstood by the afraid Spiders, mistaken by the non-insect-lovers, The dark, misinterpreted by the timid. Why not see the beauty in flowers from afar Rather than judge them for their sneeze-evoking Scent? Why not admire the beautiful views hei...
A delicious apple lay before me And as my eyes shone, my hands picked it up With greed My mouth took a bite, triggering a rush of Taste And the wonderful apple I devoured with haste. As I washed it down with thirst quenching water, I felt something hugging the back of my inner tooth, It seemed to tighten its grasp as time fell slacker, And I fumbled all along to get it out soon. My tongue turned in all ways As it tried to push the irritant out But at the end, my tongue turned in for the day As I bit it hard - releasing a raspy shout. I used my blunt fingers Nail-free, to pluck it out, But it became weaker As I dug my tooth more - no luck, a pout. I rummaged my house for one - just one toothpick, Or any sharp object that won't mind Going in and out of my mouth to fetch the bit out quick But only that object I couldn't find. I stood in front of the mirror, Looking again and again At that stuck apple crumb that seemed to have gotten Bigger I kept fiddling with...