Reflections

Reflections tell a sad tale
always aware of being watched by you
the truth was better when buried inside
thick layers of lies, covered with smiles
why must you see the poor mold of me
sympathize my helpless state

I am fine this way, never did complain
for you, I have this sparkling eyes.

I too know the bitter fold of you
but. lets make peace and
Change this shade of blue...

Mother and Child

Come soon, hurry, no time to play
don't u see I have multi-tasking day
while the crystal ball may appeal to you
its glittering sides. many fortune brings
glued to earth, u can move it naught
unless you learn to write and slog

Mother and child sculpture by Alan Wilson

Noodles Soup

I cried 
and the noodle
streamed down my cheeks, 
I was so happy 
I was producing noodles
There were no tears

just noodles and noodles
and i cried some more
and more noodles flowed,
the crying helped and
soon i had enough noodles
to make some noodle soup for lunch.