Saturday, May 31, 2025

I leisurely

I leisurely

I leisurely wake and rub my eyes,
The sun peeks in and warms the bed,
I yawn and stretch beneath the sheet,
Then slowly lift my sleepy head.

I leisurely slide down from my bed,
My feet are cold upon the floor,
I find my socks and brush my hair,
Then tiptoe gently to the door.

I leisurely eat my toast and jam,
And take a sip of something sweet,
I hum a song I like to sing,
Then swing my legs beneath the seat.

I leisurely play with blocks and bricks,
I build a tower, tall and wide,
It wobbles once, then down it comes—
I laugh and stack them all with pride.

I leisurely grab my little bag,
And wear my cap that fits just right,
I head outside to find some fun,
Beneath the sky so blue and bright.

I leisurely run around the yard,
I jump on rocks, I climb a tree,
I find a stick that looks like a sword,
And shout, “Come on, adventure me!”

I leisurely chase a bouncing ball,
It rolls and rolls past fence and gate,
I follow fast, my heart beats quick—
What fun it is to run so late!

I leisurely sit and take a rest,
The wind is soft, the sky turns gold,
I watch the clouds drift slow and far,
And think of stories I’ve been told.

I leisurely draw with stones and chalk,
A rainbow bright, a shining star,
A boat, a boy, a treasure map,
And mountains that are very far.

I leisurely smile as shadows grow,
The sky is pink, the breeze is cool,
I wave goodbye to birds and trees,
And hum a tune I learned at school.

I leisurely climb into my bed,
My blanket warm, the pillow near,
I close my eyes and whisper dreams,
Then sleep beneath the stars so clear.

By 

David T Nicholas

21 Arrows

21 Arrows

Fear crept in the night you left,
A hollow hush, a silent theft.

Heartbreak cracked my fragile core,
The echo won’t stop anymore.

Abandonment like winter’s call,
You watched me break and let me fall.

Betrayal wears your voice so well,
A gentle tone that brought me hell.

Regret hangs heavy in the air,
For every truth I didn't dare.

Despair sits dripping in my chest,
A tired ache that will not rest.

Rage boils beneath my quiet skin,
You took the best and left the sin.

Shame speaks in a choking tone,
For needing you when I’m alone.

Grief is love that’s lost its way,
It still wakes up and begs to stay.

Hopelessness kills every light,
Even morning feels like night.

Confusion turns the mirror black,
I don’t know me since you turned back.

Emptiness is all I taste,
No hunger left, no time to waste.

Vulnerability made me trust,
Now even tenderness feels unjust.

Humiliation burns so deep,
I gave you secrets I can't keep.

Disgust reflects what love became,
A mess of lies behind your name.

Obsession loops inside my mind,
You're all I lose, and cannot find.

Rejection like a sharpened blade,
No word, no reason, no cascade.

Doubt rewrites our every kiss,
Were you ever mine in this?

Bitterness lines every smile,
I fake my peace and bleed a while.

Paranoia walks beside,
I fear love’s truth, I fear its lie.

Loss—the final weight I bear,
You’re gone, but everywhere.

By 

David T Nicholas

A Hard Day's Work

A Hard Day's Work

The sun comes up, it’s time to go,
We stretch and yawn and take it slow.
We grab our tools, we wear a smile,
A hard day’s work will take a while.

We sweep the floor or plant a seed,
We help a friend, we do a good deed.
We build, we bake, we fix, we clean,
We make the world a brighter scene.

A hard day’s work is what we do,
It helps our home and others too.
We might get tired, we might get hot,
But we give each task our very best shot.

We laugh, we learn, we try our best,
And when we’re done, we take a rest.
The stars come out, the sky turns dark,
We dream of days filled with heart and spark.

So every day, both big and small,
Let’s lend a hand, let's give our all.
Because we know, with every perk,
There’s pride in doing a hard day’s work.

By 

David T Nicholas

A Kiss on Her Cheeks


A Kiss on Her Cheeks

It was the first time we had met,
No promises, no past to fret.
A moment born of chance and grace,
And then—my lips found her soft face.

A kiss on her cheeks, so warm, so light,
Like morning touching fading night.
She looked at me, surprised but still,
As if the world had paused its will.

She was years younger—bright, serene,
A kind of calm I’d rarely seen.
No need for words, no need to speak,
That kiss said all in just a beat.

A feeling stirred I can’t define,
Not lust, not longing, yet so fine.
It lingered like a gentle flame,
Though neither of us knew its name.

And just before I turned to go,
She waved at me, her eyes aglow.
No vows were made, no dreams were planned,
But something passed from hand to hand.

It could be love, or something near,
A soft beginning, fresh and clear.
For on her cheeks, that kiss became
A spark—of feeling, not of fame.

A moment passed, forever stays,
Etched in the soul in quiet ways.
And though we met just once that day,
She took a piece of me away.

By 

David T Nicholas 

Wednesday, May 28, 2025

A Barren Tree

A Barren Tree

If life to me is a barren tree,
Where no green leaf dares to grow,
No fragrant flower, no blushing bloom,
No golden fruit in sunlit glow—

No family’s face, no friend to find,
No foe to fight, no ties that bind.
No wife to whisper in the night,
No child to chase the morning light.

Am I the tree, or is the tree me—
Rooted yet restless, longing to flee?
Is silence my soil, sorrow my sun,
Each day begun, but never won?

We both stand still—alone, unheard,
Not swayed by song, nor stirred by word.
The world walks by with hurried feet,
And neither heart nor branch does beat.

Yet if I fall, as trees must do,
Will earth embrace me—soft and true?
Or will I rot where no one sees,
A soul forgotten, like fallen trees?

Still, even barren trees may dream,
Of birds that perch and rivers that gleam.
Of roots that reach to lands unknown,
And winds that whisper: you're not alone.

By 
David T Nicholas 

Stay strong

Stay Strong

Stay strong,
The world is gonna let you down,
With every smile hiding a frown,
They'll build you up to watch you fall,
But you’re still standing, after it all.

Stay strong,
Like everyone’s gonna put you down,
They’ll laugh when you’re lost,
They’ll mock your crown,
But your soul’s a fire they cannot drown.

Stay strong,
When silence screams louder than sound,
When no hand reaches, no arms surround,
When tears fall and no one's around—
Be your own strength, your battleground.

Stay strong,
Even when you’re walking alone,
Even when love feels like a stone,
Your heart still beats, your light still glows,
Through every thorn, a wildflower grows.

Stay strong,
Not for them—but for you,
For all you’ve faced, for what you’ll do,
Let pain be proof that you survive,
That even broken, you're alive.

Stay strong,
The storm will pass, the skies will clear,
Let your strength be louder than fear,
Stay strong—though the night is long,
You're not weak, my friend, you're strong.

By 
David T Nicholas

Nature of generosity

Nature of generosity 

In hearts where kindness always stays,

Generosity lights up our days.

It's doing nice things, big or small,

That's the nature of generosity for all.


It's not just about having lots to spare,

But sharing time and showing we care.

A smile, a hand, a friendly talk,

That's the nature of generosity, no need to balk.


Generosity's like a big bright sun,

Spreading happiness to everyone.

It brings us joy, makes us feel free,

That's the nature of generosity, you see.


When someone's struggling, feeling low,

Generosity helps them grow.

A listening ear, a shoulder to lean,

That's the nature of generosity, kind and keen.


In giving freely, we find our grace,

Creating smiles on every face.

It's the little things that mean the most,

That's the nature of generosity, making us boast.


In times of need, when things are tough,

Generosity's more than enough.

A meal to share, a warm embrace,

That's the nature of generosity, filling space.


It's not about what we possess,

But how we share, how we express.

In giving, we receive much more,

That's the nature of generosity, opening doors.


So let's spread kindness far and wide,

In every action, let love abide.

For in the heart of every deed,

Lies the nature of generosity, a noble seed.

The Ocean of tears

The Ocean of Tears


Somewhere in this world,

A sixth ocean forms,

slowly filling with my tears,

One day, it will be the largest of all, holding all my sorrows and fears.

When you go fishing or diving for treasures,

you'll find the depths of my pain,

In the vast, sorrowful sea that sorrow built,

from my tears like rain and constant strain.

An ache so deep from parts of my brain

that connected each part of my body like a long train

An unsung song to myself would be known

from the ocean of tears that form.


It will sing me to sleep in the darkest of nights,

with silent waves and no guiding lights.

And maybe one day, if someone should care,

they’ll find a message I left floating there.


By

David T Nicholas

Weary and Worn


Weary and worn by life's endless fight,  

Drained to the core, fading from sight.  

Yearning for darkness, a silent retreat,  

Frustrations build, dreams taste bittersweet.  

Unseen burdens weigh heavy each day,  

Living feels lost, a role gone astray.  

In shadows I wander, seeking dawn's ray.


I'm worn down by life's relentless strain,  

Drained and fearing I'll lose my way.  

Longing for peace in the quiet unknown,  

Frustrations rise, dreams left alone.  

Desires linger, yet life feels unkind,  

Burdened by shadows of a weary mind.  

In this darkness, a glimmer I hope to find.


By 

David T Nicholas

No One

No One 


No one knows the depths I hide,

No one sees the tears I've cried.

No one hears the silent plea,

No one feels the ache in me.


No one walks the path I tread,

No one shares the thoughts in my head.

No one touches the wounds I bear,

No one understands the weight I bear.


No one sees the scars that remain,

No one feels the echoes of pain.

No one knows the battles fought,

No one sees the lessons taught.


No one grasps the fears I brave,

No one comforts in the quiet I crave.

No one shares the burden I bear,

No one eases the weight of despair.


No one sees the scars of rejection,

No one soothes the ache of dejection.

No one witnesses the battles I wage,

No one comprehends the inner rage.


No one witnesses the dreams I chase,

No one sees the tears I erase.

No one understands the strength I find,

No one perceives the resilience of my mind.


No one comprehends the courage I muster,

No one feels the heartache I can't bluster.

No one comprehends the love I seek,

No one realizes how much I'm weak.


By 


David T Nicholas 

"The Ache of Loneliness"

"The Ache of Loneliness"

The ache of loneliness, a silent cry,

In the empty spaces, where echoes lie.

No warmth to hold, no hand to reach,

Just the chill of solitude, in the breach.


The ache of loneliness, a heavy weight,

In the depths of despair, where shadows mate.

No solace found, in the quiet of night,

Just the longing for companionship, out of sight.


The ache of loneliness, a constant throb,

In the heart's chambers, where echoes sob.

No respite in sight, no end in view,

Just the endless cycle, of feeling blue.


The ache of loneliness, a bitter taste,

In the bitter winds, where memories race.

No comfort near, no gentle touch,

Just the sting of isolation, that hurts so much.


The ache of loneliness, a silent plea,

In the depths of darkness, where no one sees.

No words to speak, no voice to hear,

Just the echo of loneliness, crystal clear.

The ache of loneliness, I bear its mark,In the depths of my soul, where shadows embark.No one to share, no one to mend,

Just the ache of loneliness, until the end.

By 

David T Nicholas 

The Unseen Road

The Unseen Road

I walk a road that none can see,
No signs to show the way for me.
No map, no light, no steady guide—
Just something gentle deep inside.

The world moves on with noise and pace,
But I have found a quieter place.
Where every step is mine alone,
And silence feels a lot like home.

I don’t know where this road will end,
But it has made me my own friend.
I’ve learned to trust the way I feel,
And follow what my heart thinks real.

It’s not the path most people take,
But one I chose for my own sake.
And though the way is often slow,
I’ve come to love not having to know.

So here I walk, not lost, not found,
With dreams like roots beneath the ground.
And even if I walk alone,
This unseen road feels just like home.

by 

David T Nicholas


Saturday, November 12, 2022

Me; A Flightless Bird





Me; A Flightless Bird



I wander like a flightless bird
That once knew to fly and now couldn’t.
Wings not clipped but yet I can’t
Webbed feet but yet I drown
My flock with me yet I alone
Migration for me every breath I take
Thoughts of me hatched a mistake
To life and life, itself
There is a lot for me  stake
For everyone proud, I want to make
Those that cared and even forsake
Me into a worthless, lifeless, flightless bird.
Will I ever fly again ME; a flightless bird
Soar high up in the sky above from self-demur


By
David T Nicholas

Thursday, December 9, 2021

I'm not all this world needs

I'm not all this world needs 

I'm not all this world needs 
Or is it just to say that I'm not at all needed 
with a purpose left to live 
and the purpose becomes lifeless 
with no one to love or care 
to be loved or to be cared for 
this life i live is not what i need 
this life i live is not what I've asked for 
this life i live is not for anyone to live 
i silently want this life of mine to be over
if the life I want isn't mine 
i don't want to live a life some else planned for me 
a life of suffering , misery , agony and all the synonyms 
of the word pain in its worst form of life 
just dwell deep within me 
others are so blinded that they cant see 
this life of mine i don't need 
for I am not all this world needs 
and I am not needed in this world .

                                   By 
                                      David T Nicholas

Saturday, November 20, 2021

Two painful Love Stories can never be the same.

This love I bore 
Not to weep and sore 
But to last a lifetime and bring forth
My offspring and future generation 
But instead a one so loved 
Has been lost and gone 
And a feeling in me 
As if the living life 
Is as lifeless as can be 
No words to describe the
Love story that God has written for me 
For I do not deserve this 
Nor does any helpless or lovelost do 
For I so loved a girl 
And can pledge with all my heart 
That I truly did 
I doubt the same back from her 
She very well dupled in love 
What's strange is all in a short span 
She managed to treble love 
And marry the third 
If this is the way my love story to be said
Of how I Morn and bleed 
Let this not be written in anyone's life again
For two painful Love Stories 
can never be the same .

                                    By 
                                    
                                        David T Nicholas

Friday, November 19, 2021

Fear the Dark and not the day

Why do we fear the dark and not the day ?

When the day is filled 

With more terrors than the dark

Imagine the worst that's happened to you 

its all just happened mostly in the day .

The best things sometimes happens during the night 

especially when we sleep and dream 

can the day be peaceful like the night 

Or can all the worries of day last 

throughout the night 

The night is peaceful and silent 

causes less trouble and worry than the day 

so why do we fear the dark and not the day ?

 

                                       By

                                           David T Nicholas



Sunday, October 17, 2021

Make what you want of my words

Make what you want of my words
Of which I have said in my past 
Or talking to you at present 
Of what I am to speak to you in the future 
But just remember maketh quick 
For all the words that I speak off 
Will soon be just words from my past 
When I am gone far away 
Where no words will you hear 
For I will not be able to say so 
Make what you want of my words 
Maketh quick , maketh wise 
For when I am gone nothing I said 
Should come as a surprise .

By 

   David T Nicholas

The Night

The Night 

The Night is dark and slient 
Full of brightness and whispers.
If one can hear the sounds of the night
Especially the ones that sound 
Aloud and alarming during the day.
One would know what essence of magic 
The night has brought to us 
We talk but in whispers,
We walk but tippy toe ,
We see what we imagine fear ,
We pray more and forget less
To remember the ones we love then
That's the real beauty of the night.
     
                               By 
                                  David T Nicholas

The way closer to God

If god is by myside 
And I can't see him 
If god is talking to me
And I can't hear him 
If I can can't really talk 
To god with the tongue 
That I have been given .
Then how will a blind person
See him 
Then how will a deaf person
Hear him 
And how will a dumb person 
Ever be able to talk to god 
And if they really can then 
I wish I was blind , deaf and dumb 
For I really want to talk to god 
And the life and way I am living
It just seems impossible to do so 
And really easy when blind,deaf and dumb .
For I feel they are far more Favouried 
In the eyes of god than I am .
They can't see the things 
That we see to be wrong 
They say words that we say 
To cause problems and worries
They can't hear things to pass on 
Like us and cause problems and worries
So I rather live like a born Favoured one 
Rather than the born unfavourable one.

By 

   David T Nicholas

Sunday, September 19, 2021

Rainbow rainbow in the sky.

Rainbow rainbow in the sky 
Thy apperance I know why 
I even know for When and for what .
So high up in the bright blue sky 
Thy seven colours of thee underlie .
Thy colours remembered best 
By the Word; VIBGYOR
A view so beautiful never seen 
As that of a rainbow in the sky 
Especially after some heavy showers 
Every age Group says with joy 
Rainbow rainbow in the sky .
What aren't you always in the sky ?

By 

   David T Nicholas

Death draws Near

If death draws Near
Have no self smear of fear 
For fear can make you death cold.
But instead embrace it 
And accept is as life and death
Both are a certain
But they are Unbeknown to all
Prepare yourself to embrace 
And Consent death for its uncertainty
Is always an element or sorry, grief 
And element of surprise for life 
So when death draws Near 
have no self smear of fear.

By 

   David T Nicholas

Time heals all wounds

If you are physically hurt
And bear a temperament pain 
That Cause strain and agony ,
Scars and disabilities may follow
Medicine may be temporary 
But it's time and time alone
That will heal all wounds.
If you're mentally disquieted
You accept to be cured apace 
For patience and undergone will Follow
To test you in your worst 
Like there is no tomorrow 
For you in this world 
But just remember to 
Pass each by being efficacious
As you believe and make others do 
That time and time alone
Can heals all wounds.

By 

   David T Nicholas

Saturday, September 18, 2021

A ball of life

Earth is a big ball of life 
That belongs to life itself.
The Qualities of life are Brio
It will always restore itself
And make life possible 
When it's feels there is threat 
To life in itself .
One life leads to another. 
One life depends on another .
And life alone can bring life.
That is the universal truth of life.
Life cannot be lifeless 
Or exist in a lifeless entity
So, earth is big ball of life 
So be viable when upon it .

By 

   David T Nicholas

prehensile

For all the prehensile of this world
This poem is for you and you alone 
Make no mistake in understanding 
That every word of it is for you 
Read it once , read it twice 
Or read is as many a times you like 
Till you understand it right 
You can never own the things you have 
You can justify it for all you like 
But it's you a prehensile 
That is a mere bane to millions 
Of life upon this Earth 
Be not what you are 
Don't be a prehensile and try to ameliorate
This world cause you're just blinded 
By you're self at all times 
To see that what you have is yours 
As long as you have life .
Once lifeless All you have is inutile
Understand the value of life 
Do not be a prehensile 
It's injustice to you life and life itself.

By 

   David T Nicholas

To life and life alone

This world is not yours .
Neither is this world mine .
This world is yours 
As long as have life in you .
This world is mine 
As long as I have life in me .
Once the life we have in us is gone 
So is the ain of life 
That is the life we owned 
Comes to an end.
Life is rich as long as you have it ,
Once gone it all remains 
For the ones who have life in them 
So this world neither 
belongs to you or me 
It belongs to life and life alone .

By 

  David T Nicholas

Memories

If today is gone 
It will never come back 
But the memories 
We make today
Can be the memories
We have for life 
So make them count 
Decide what are the memories 
That you want to have
For the rest of your life.
Thee deeds that you do today
Irrespective good or bad
Will definitely come back to you 
If you couldn't make a difference 
In the world yesterday 
Try to make it today 
So you'll be remembered tomorrow 
Life is collection of memories
Of yesterday and today for tomorrow
If you're wise you'll understand 
If not , time will speak for itself.

By 

   David T Nicholas

Priceless

There are alot of things in this world 
That are priceless to you and me 
But there are things
That are priceless for everyone
A mother's love 
A father's care 
A protective brother 
A sister's affection 
The bond of friendship 
The togetherness of a family 
When you're loved one 
Stands up for you against the world
The warmth of a blanket 
The hand that feeds us 
The early morning sun 
The quiet and peaceful moon 
A good day's work 
A good night's sleep 
God's blessings and love 
And the thought
That God is watching us Always 
These are really priceless 
If you experienced it you will agree 
There is no harm in you disagreeing 
Because life is never the same For us all
we all have the right 
To believe in what's priceless 
For us and what's not .

By 

   David T Nicholas

 

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