She Is
Too Hot
I.
She is too hot to be turned on,
Be careful not to burn.
Confidence is powerful,
And collaboration wins hearts.
People say romantic sparks
Are not shy,
And can fly extremely high.
II.
She is too hot to be turned off. –
Open to attention
And craving appreciation.
Her touch is warm,
And she speaks in a form,
As she learned to hope
More quickly,
And it looks effortlessly.
Tomshinsky@2025
I Go to Nature: Poem
Winter Forest
Winter came,
And the local forest was not the same.
Every bird and animal’s atmosphere
Need gloves and headgear,
To keep them cozy and warm.
Squirrels ready for the winter storm.
Also, they got a referral
To bring nuts to the entire choral.
Wolf dressed in a grandmother’s robe
To fool the guests with home wardrobe.
Silver fox bundled up to rest
With orange coat and knitted gloves.
This winter forest
Was covered in winter love.
Sweet little kittens
Danced in the wool mittens.
Honey bunnies wrapped in binnies’ harmony,
Only ears did not fit.
They jumped onto the first-floor balcony.
Winter came,
And the local forest was not the same.
Tomshinsky@2025
Vanity Prize: Poem
Rhapsody: Essay
What
is a rhapsody? Perhaps it is effusively enthusiastic expression of feelings and
thoughts. Some kind of euphoria of realistic creative art that has a voice and
melody of the music. It happens when you feel moods, colors, and tonality.
Rhapsody is a visual attribute of a poem. The adapted recitation and repetition
are epic to enforce the story or the vision.
The
rhapsody of beautiful sound of music and words is sprinkling a little magic in
our life. On a cold winter day, the world needs a horizon of hope that finds
the way to human hearts, especially to those who need it most.
The
enthusiastic expression of positivity is born out of the moment of certainty
and confidence. Self-power is important component. “Girl, what do you talk
about?” – asked the critic. She was silent for a moment, before replying. Every
split second charged with the force of power. Things happen in the blink of the
eye, in a very short time, as a recreation to a highly emotional work. For
example, the sun was shining. Moments later, it began to rain. “El uno
momento de la Verdad!” It means that in the moment of truth, it comes out and
reveals ‘the final sword-trust in the bullfight of gust dust.’
Obviously,
power is an important component when you dismiss the antitrust. When you pure
your heart in what you do, the readers will follow you, with trust and
connection.
December
Windows: Essay
I
love being home on a cold winter day. I love wearing comfy clothes that keep me
warm and cozy. I do love the slow mornings and do things I absolutely love – sipping
coffee and scrolling the Facebook page. Do I love silence? Yes and no. I have
my TV on for human sound and reinsurance for peace and solitude. I treasure the
warm and calm feeling of being safe and the content of my own comfy space. I
guess, I just love to be here. I love all and everything that is imperfectly simple.
December
windows with a little bit fug. The frosted windows tell me that it is cold
outside, but it is warm inside. December windows are special like modern mystery
era. Ahem…Do not mess with old people. I do not need a hero. All I need is a
safe space to rest my head. I am grateful to all the people that love me and
are kind to me.
When
life is simple and slow. December windows have the pattern left by the cold
night and that is ready to be changed as the sundown brings daylight and warmth.
The year is close to the end, and the new beginning is on the way. I do not
make goals but cannot stop human dreams. May dreams are generous with my thoughts
and ideas.
Comforting: Poem
To thrive in life
We need three bones –
A wish bone, a backbone,
And a funny bone.
With other words –
To dream, to stay strong,
And to find time to smile.
Do not take yourself
To seriously, said the elf.
Never clip your wings.
You need your feathers
To fly high to the planets.
It is time to ripe
To thumb your nose for demons
For the last time.
Complexes, guilt, and fears
Of all kinds are gone
Which is fine.
Please do not estimate yourself. –
You are the most powerful elf.
Every cup of morning coffee
Has the wishbone of quiet moment.
Crafting the brew worth savoring
For the backbone.
Every morning is deserving
Tomshinsky@2025
Choose
Day
If you focus
On past mistakes
You cannot see
Current and future potential.
Since it is a Choose Day,
Choose to smile and be happy.
Apply only what is important
Like fresh air, daylight,
And a personal fashion trend.
Inspire positive soul sensation
When you live with passion.
Tomshinsky@2025
Aging
Aging is a bitch.
Internally we feel the pulse of youth.
Physically, we learn that this is a mirage
And discover the age
With related rage.
Grace, dreams, and work fired by youth.
They never leave and run smoothly.
Humanity is timeless
When you have power to express.
Believe in yourself,
Give me a chance to rest
To obtain vanity and capability.
Energy, joy, and tradition
Like the melody of conviction
Should be activated,
Cherish, and blessed.
Tomshinsky@2025
Daisy
There is story
Surrounded by the quiet Daisy,
Soft, acting, and unspoken.
Every petal is soft, innocent, and gentle.
In the west they are called Daisies.
In Europe, it is Margaritas.
Some people say Margherita.
Many people call them Bonita. –
Daisy, Daisy,
They are not crazy.
They have the ability
To know and tell
Love status and fidelity –
Beloved cheerfulness, affection
And gentle admiration.
Each petal is soft and unspoken,
Keeping love stories secrets locked.
Daisies make miracles happen,
Arranged in circular pattern.
All florets have yellow centers
Like innocent, bright eyes
That are open in the mornings
And close on dark nights.
Daisies symbolized purity,
The dance of romance
That has love’s longing and grace.
Daisies teaching us
To walk in beauty and live in peace.
Tomshinsky@2025
Liquid Tears
If I would be made of rain,
Anytime I would have pain,
I would cry with liquid tears
Because my heart and ears
Both respond to one percent
Of water and nerves’ end
Of human feelings.
I take hydration seriously,
Water is life, obviously!
Liquid tears of life
Come from deep feelings.
We need a dish of salt
To get out from the body
When it hurts, scare,
The liquid salt tear
Always washes my face and ears.
Liquid tears come from feelings.
Hurting heart is looking for truthfulness,
And liquid tears are a sign of faithfulness.
Tomshinsky@2025
Bless Your Heart
On some days, sky divided in two.
There are days when heart is damaged
But still working, it is not frackable
When strength of happiness is admirable.
On certain days, time ticking as blessings.
–
Talk like you’re blessed.
Act like you’re blessed
To activate sacred blessings
And acknowledge the joy of happiness.
Power of blessings can crush the heart.
Power of blessings may heal the hurt heart.
Sometimes, it shames the human soul.
On occasion, it liberates the person’s spirit.
Sky can abstract connection
Or invite it to create action.
Please always use words wisely.
Please continue to be humble and lovely.
As the sunshine’s sky is reaching out,
Let’s keep shining and smiling
With the inner light.
Tomshinsky@2025
Rosemary: Poem
Fridays
to Pamper
Friday rises shivering.
Let’s do the happy Friday dance.
I will not let go of my happiness.
I will be pampered with passion,
Care, and connection
In flavors, beauty, and heart.
Perhaps milk and sweet honey
Could wait on Friday.
It is impossible to stop
The bright sunlight.
We do not need to stop
Your special touch of desired love.
Friday night, Friday night
No rush to slow the time.
Friday cuddling is fine.
Tomshinsky@2025
Somebody
Has to Work
Snow falls and falls.
People walk and walk.
Somebody must work.
Winter clothes keep you warm.
Winter boots keep feet dry.
I do not cry
Because my working shoes
Are in the backpack to awe’s
For office success.
Snow falls, people walk,
Because someone must work.
Tomshinsky@2025
After Fifty
Some people say,
Life is not a play.
Life runs very fast.
After the big fifty passed,
The intellect grows
And faces do not get old.
Yes, it is difficult
To get
to sleep at night
But it gets easy to wake up
At the first daylight.
Lel’s fill out the crystal glasses
And celebrate the classes
Of life with all its messes
Because every mess hall
Has an attempt to fix at a ball.
Let’s fill out the crystal glasses
With sweet wine of sun grapes!
Today we will celebrate.
Today is time to commemorate.
Tomshinsky@2025
Helping Elf
I.
I learned that soul a more important
Then beauty and makeup.
I read and studied
That I do not need to be too proud
Of yourself
And better be a helpful elf.
Another important point –
Do not hurry up
On the red stopping light.
II.
He was a saint
She was a vagrant.
He read all her thoughts,
Words and greetings
But do they’ll keep promises
Of the forehead kisses?
Do not say a word,
Let the shy flowers open up.
She did not learn to take orders
From the wide shoulders.
III.
She is smart, naïve, and proud.
Please do not follow the cloud.
Sorry for the bound
To look into your soul.
So sorry for my feelings
To understand the total intentions.
Sorry for my steps and words,
I try to learn to walk and talk
On my own, and the whole world of odds.
Tomshinsky@2025
Background Noise
Slipped, and shattered and gone.
In the world of suffering,
It is a lot to handle when overcoming.
Sudden, senseless,
And it’s bearably painful.
The days to follow are blur.
I feel like a ghost drifting
Throughout my own living.
I can sit for hours
And watch the world go by.
I am strongly convinced
That time to be
The main character ended
As my own story is over.
I became the background noise.
The one who does not know grief,
See her always alone and leave.
One day, she was sent flowers,
And at this moment,
She forgot that she is an old woman,
A forgotten widow
Full of suffering and sorrow.
At this moment, it was worst to smile.
She was blessed to be alive.
It is always a surprise
In the morning sunrise.
Some days are better.
Some days are worse.
I look on the positive side
Instead of the course.
You cannot do it all,
But you can do your best.
Tomshinsky@2025
What
Future Holds
A lot of things in this life
I cannot understand.
You can fall and die.
You can fall and stand
Again, and push the pedal
To fly away to higher level.
What a world to wonder!
Nobody knows what future holds.
Many questions in the post,
And the past does not help.
I blame the winter clouds
That guard the high skies.
I am lost without my other half.
My heart does not want me to laugh.
My heartbeat
Is holding my hands and feet.
Nobody knows what the future holds.
Tomshinsky@2025
Present Tense
Live for what today
Has to offer,
Not what yesterday
Has taken away.
Just live
And do not complain.
Everybody has some pain.
Life cannot be plain.
Who is here to blame?
I leave the past
Behind, in the past,
Where does it belongs.
Only it is not possible. –
Past and present connectible.
My past will present in my future
As the life of memory in picture,
In the black frame
That always has a flame.
I do not complain.
Everyone has some pain.
Tomshinsky@2025
