Preddy Rampersad

Frederick, Maryland, USA

I'm a young executive for a large corporation. Expressions of the heart through the written word has been my escape route. It is so easy to get caught up in a routine whereby only material things or acquiring them supersede everything else. However, as one matures, true happiness is gained only through what one makes out of life. When my soul has left this fragile frame that I now possess, I would want the memories that I have left behind to be a positive influence on the lives of others.

Yellow Roses

Roses for a
love
that's wanting
and
Oh! so true.
Roses for a sweet,
gentle creature
An embelm of light
in my days of
despair.
Roses for a
treasure beyond
price
That can never
be replaced.
Roses for being
my rock on
life's stormy
seas.
Roses for your
smile that can
dry an ocean
of tears.
Roses for your
beauty
That can make
even heaven
envy.
Roses, the hue
of the sun,
smiling down on
you.

Treasure Lost

Sometimes it's hard to say how
you feel when your heart aches,
teardrops and your throat dries
from the pain.
Sometimes life becomes harder to
endure, when the most precious,
priceless treasure slips, as sand
in a child's hand.
Sometimes I wished I possessed no heart,
No soul, no mind and life, as my
escape from the agonies of life.
But what would it profit
me to live life as an
empty shell. I would give
it all if only to be loved
by you but for a moment.
Love is the essence of life.


All poems Copyright © 1997 Preddy Rampersad. All rights reserved.