The freckles on my cheeks are my constant companions,
Who never leave me no matter what;
Under the rain,
Under the sun.
The freckles on my cheeks are my reliable witness,
On both affliction and gratification that life has spat,
Life is full of freckles.
You hate them, but they’re a part of you.
Would you deny them? or embrace?
For they make you as you.
It’s unimaginable how love works.
Tenderness could melt rocks.
Affection could warm the heart like socks.
Love stories are legendary like Captain Spock!
Flying the dreams as high as the sky,
A vast opportunity awaits to make them prosper,
While divine junctures keep the spirit high,
Auspiciously seize the roseate future.
Bright morning smiles gently,
And you blossom timidly,
In the corner of the garden,
As if you just want to be hidden.
Smile back at the kind morning,
For it has so much to bring,
To your seconds and minutes and hours.
Come out as who you are, beautiful flower.
Red lipstick lures the jaded face,
And lightens the countenance,
An anomaly among the bare face,
Pleasant as a freelance.
A pair complete each other
In size, shape, and color,
To make the whole picture felicitous.
It’s National Siblings Day, they say –
A kind reminder of how much God loves me.
We’re all different from one another,
Yet we’re the same in loving one another.
We have our own circle of friends,
Yet we circle one another with affection.
We walk separate paths in life,
Yet we never leave one another behind.
We grow into disparate flowers,
Yet we come from the same root.