Tanya'sopinion

feminine, life, Love

The Wedding Ring

August 17, 2019August 25, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

The wedding ring

lay heavy on the

third finger, as my

finger ages, it sunkens

and digs deep. The

wedding ring never

ages, its tiny diamonds

still sparkles, it glows

like a pale moon…

A woe, a misery it

has tight grip around

my swollen finger like

metal shackles…

It’s glorious sheen

encircles my timid heart

As I finish my odd chores

I look at my wedding-ring

It never ages!

I threw it once down the

stairs, had a toast to

myself but a well-wisher

left it in my porch.

I lamented!

My finger has aged but

the wedding ring never

ages!!

Forbidden Steak

August 3, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

Enthroned regal on the chef’s handpicked

plate, adorned with the Grecian cutlery.

Crowned with a dash of lush-push

glistening glorious butter surrounded with

the gleeful wild mushrooms, snobbish

handpicked Romas, and that indifferent

Sun-baked Potato King.

Juices of Youth overflowing through

edges, butchered just this morning by

some sturdy Polish hands, around

The Madison Square Gardens…

If wars were fought for the Helen of Troy

or Roman Empire was fallen who knows?

A sinful bite of those decadent juices from

luscious fats is worth all the battles taken

with the mighty Vegan empire.

Choirs of the Weight-Watchers might

conspire, The great David may

not rescue this time…

Gods smile on beings who resist and

endure, I might never be under any

benevolence or in League-Extraordinaire

of Skinny and Thin

I’ll surrender to the horrors of every

calorie-watcher or prying gaze of my

wise Aerobics master. I’ll sing my grace

and dig into the flesh of forbidden

Steak today..

feminine, life, Love, Nature

Love A Wasteland

August 1, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

Behind those crooked smiles

lie some grief, little pain…

Those winning dimples,

sunken deep in cheeks

hollowed by cheap joints

of gas-stations telling tales

of murky betrayals.

Ruby wines oozing of

the pale veins in those

abandoned cabarets.

Love a Wasteland!

She did bloom a Rose

or a Tulip

somewhere!

life, Nature, Obituary, poetry

The Dying River

July 8, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

I stole a kiss from the crimson Sun,

an embrace from the sickly tree,

a smile from the fading flower,

humility from the burdened Earth.

A spoon-full of water from that dying,

river, its gentle waters relaxing one last

time and taking a deepest sigh!

I leaned in my insatiable greed knowing

that it’s spirit just departed.

Inspiration, life, poetry, Uncategorized

I Am A Sucker!

June 15, 2019June 15, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

Yes life hurls stones and pebbles

fate bombards proxies, follies

phonies but hold on….

I am a sucker for one more!

I devour failure like a hungry

homeless for I’ve nothing to eat

so I gulp every failure down my

parched throat till the-bitter liquid

of failure syncs-with the juices in

my emaciated stomach…

Oh! It churns, it widens but I ask

for more, I ask for more! I am a

sucker for all the losings humans

are capable of! I tasted sweet

success this morning when I took

that hard stone on my heart,

laughed at one more lie, swallowed

one more bitter pill, devoured

one more failure down my throat!

I am a sucker!

Inspiration, life, Love, Uncategorized

RESURRECTION

June 14, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

In the darkest pits

of soul lingers a

little flame kept alive by

the rays of purity.

A perpetual fire,

illuminating the grim

core, burning the

edges of stale

misfortunes…..

A lone flame standing

its ground against

cruel winds of fate…..

Assuring that heaven

is right there with-in us,

surrounded by our own hells,

and in the end resurrection

will take place out of the

ashes of that tiny

inferno….

life, Literature, Nature, Uncategorized

Search

May 27, 2019May 27, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

While you were searching

my whereabouts,I was standing

next to an oak tree…

when all the leaves came out

of deep slumber and the wintery

dusk descended, it was about

time for me to lurk beneath

those ancient roots and search

in raven labyrinths, the meaning

of icy darkness that possesses

you and me and hibernate with

-in them till eternity…

life, Literature, Love, Uncategorized

Nostalgia

April 28, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

Am I nostalgic?

For the sinful youthful

gone by, the momentary

bubbles of champagne

burs-ted vanished into thin

airs.

Am I nostalgic?

Of the elusive lovers

lost in the abysses of spiral

times.

Am I nostalgic?

Of the silent tears and

melancholia heart

of my youth!

Am I nostalgic?

Of my fleeting vanity

and the pride sunken deep in

rustic old mud

life, Love, Nature

Love-Spell

April 13, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

Swathed in the warmth of your skin

in awe of deep amorous breaths,

slow rising chest, those rhyming heat-beats

provoking gentle ripples in me.

Without a hope for redemption

under the ardent urgency

surrendered and taken away to

the prisons of your venereal mockings

to be arrested under your

love-spell!

Uncategorized

Long Route

April 11, 2019April 11, 2019 Tanya'sopinion

I might again take a long route tonight!

Yes, yes I’ve some chores to do, few words

to keep but no harm if I just walk around.

With lovers abound I feel some kisses are

rightfully mine. Let me gulp down a barrel

of good old whiskey of Papa’s broken-brewery,

I too deserve some cheers to be alive.

Miracles happen post midnight after tik-toks

of the vodka shots when a toothless tramp

appears to be a heavenly vision of Michelangelo’s

chiseled David erected way tall.

Really no hurry if I match few steps with my

homeless prince to flip a coin in famed Trevi

fountain in site ,once again to check on our

fates as we both have no one to keep us

warm tonight!