A Tiny Portion of something BIG

A Tiny Portion of something BIG

staring stunned at the stars in the sky

imagining the size of the universe infinite

questioning values of my little existence

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

sitting at the beach, watching the ocean endless

looking at the waves showing no mercy

rising to heights, reaching the sky

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

closing my eyes as I got ready to pray

imagining the power of true God divine

sensing his masterly manner to run this world

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

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#universe #poetry 

Hope in Pain

Hope in Pain

a butterfly curious
once asked the rose
o my dear, would you tell me
does it hurt
to give away your sweet nectar
does it hurt
when I fly away from you

the rose blushed, replied
o my pretty lady
when you touch me, my colors glow
I am sweeter
when you taste my sweetness

you flying away from me, makes me dream
leaves me a hope
that you shall come back
that you will touch me again

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The Fence of Hatred

The Fence of Hatred

hungry of dominance

greedy for power

the chess of politics – creating barriers

brothers made to raise their swords 

against their own brothers

parting the motherland

making her bleed, scream with pain

building a fence of hatred

dividing the country into two

ripping it off, of its richness

making the culture die

scratching its heritage

with its sharp nails of cruelty

forcing the humanity to die

the chess of politics

playing its game

leaving us shameless 

inhumane

the chess of politics

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The Fake Sun

The Fake Sun

I dare to urge the fire today

the fire that presents itself to grow

glow like a shining star in the sky

revealing the colors red, orange, yellow

I dare that fire to come out with the truth

the truth I have seen everyday of my life

why does the fire choose to settle and calm

where does it go, who it burns in the night

is it scared of the dark, is it afraid of the bats

why the burning fire changes from orange to black

I dare the fire to make me understand

what makes it change its face everyday

why the burning Sun give up its flames

why does it every night

transforms

into the Moon

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T R U S T

T R U S T

Trust – an integral part of our lives. Trust binds us all. A child trusts her mother and father, a father trusts his son, a brother trusts his siblings, we trust our relatives and friends. Just imagine, how we trust a stranger completely when we have lost our way to a place. Seeing a child sleeping in peace because she knows that her mother is around and she can trust her to keep herself safe is amazing. It is one thing that holds us and stays deep within us. Not only the humans, even the animals trust each other.

I trust myself to keep your trust

I trust myself to have trusted you

I trust I have done the right thing

I trust this trust between me and you

Trust is a beautiful feeling that can give us peace of mind. It can build relationships and can spread happiness. Trust keeps the anxiety away and make us feel stress free. Trust keeps us human.

Let us try to not break anyone’s trust. If they have trusted us, they have given us the key to their happiness. The chance to keep someone’s trust and the shine in their eyes to see their trust being well handled is priceless.

 

 

 

Trust me.. You got to trust yourself and you shall be able to keep other’s trust… always..

mySestina

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Craving for More

Craving for More

His hands soft and gentle on her skin

treating her like the goddess of beauty

exploring her curves

exploring her deep

making her moan in pleasure

craving for more

his lips leaving kisses around her neck

his tongue mingling with hers

tasting her mouth, her sweetness

his body pressed gently against hers

feeling her warmth

consuming her pleasure

their breathing growing fast & heavy

as they become one, attached

no spaces meant, left between them

as they make love to each other

reaching the peak of pleasure

and then

lying by each other’s side

sleeping in peace

like a child

***

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S.H.E.

S.H.E.

she was born out of the man’s rib

her bones fragile

her muscles holding not much power

her body slender, soft not masculine

she was considered not strong but weak

she was forbidden the things men would do

often she was told to resist her desires

was laughed at for shedding tears

she was asked to stay behind the doors

was used as a piece just to provide pleasure

she was called a machine that produces children

she was being hurt, raped, got killed every moment

fools were they, for not realizing her worth

fools were they not to praise her courage

fools were they not to respect a woman

fools were they not to know of her power….

….the power to gulp the pain in silence

the power to remain calm and not get violent

the power to cross a path full of thorns

the power of love she held in her heart….

she was selfless when she loved her man

she was affectionate when she loved her children

she stood by her family each moment

how could someone ever call her weak

SHE seems to me the STRONGEST

*****

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Simplicity

Simplicity

soft blue eyes with no fake lashes

lips so pink beating any gloss

smile so genuine, felt deep within

long hair kissing her shoulders softly

as I look at her, praising her beauty

I end up telling myself all the time

could anything be more stylish ever

more stylish than her simplicity

****

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Understanding our Talent

Understanding our Talent

We all are hiding talent within us and just need to observe a little and realize our true worth. Some of us tend to ignore our capabilities and not observe them closely as we take them for granted.

I am writing this post in order to tell all my dear readers how ignorant I was of my own capability of writing.

As a child, I wrote a couple of poems for the school magazine which were appreciated by my friends and teachers. Then what… nothing!  I again wrote as a teenager a couple of times but never looked at it closely and thought of pursuing it. Sigh! This is where I made a mistake. Today, when I write, people read and they encourage me with their feedback.

It is very important for us to observe closely what we are good at. We tend to ignore our capabilities and don’t give them enough importance. It may happen when we raise our children as well. To give you an example – my daughter would go to the park to play with other children in the evening after school. She played badminton with her friends there who were of her age. She always complained that she gets bored of playing with them and that she wants an adult to make her practice. A few of my neighbors came back telling me that my daughter plays very well and must be encouraged to play at a higher level. I must say, I took my time to realize that they were right. She truly is very good and if given proper coaching, she could actually reach heights in badminton. I have now provided her with a coaching class and she is doing really well there.

My daughter is ten and I am sure it is the best time when I have realized her potential in badminton. She is good at other things like sketching and writing poems as well but sport seem to be her passion. She may not choose it as her profession later but she will never have the feeling of missing on the opportunity. Being her mother, I also take pride in understanding my child’s interests and needs which could really help her now and later.

The motto of this post is to encourage you to look out and observe closely of any kind of talent in someone you know and help them grow.

We are all a part of a big pool of talent.. Let’s make it our life.

mySestina

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I Praised the Darkness

I Praised the Darkness

as I praised the darkness

the light shone upon my soul

as I praised the clouds

the rain cleansed my thoughts

as I praised a mother

her children started to follow me

as I praised the weak

they revealed the warrior in them

as I praised the wind

it became soothing against my skin

as I praised the ocean

it gulped all my sins

as I praised the almighty

I saw the path to selflessness

and as I praised my love

we became one soul

****

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Strong Bloggers & what Success means to them

Strong Bloggers & what Success means to them

It’s been 4 months and 20 days into the blogging world. In this time, I have seen and learnt many things about people and their blogging way. I have tried to understand other people’s perspectives, I have learnt many new things about different places and cultures, have seen stunning photography and read beautiful poems and articles.

During this amazing journey, I have seen the following kind of bloggers –

  1. Who are already considered successful.
  2. Who have reached a stage where they can relax a little for they know, they are doing reasonable and will reach the stage where they call themselves successful.
  3. The ones who are still struggling to understand their way to the success.

Now, when I think deep, I ask myself that it is even important to be a successful blogger? And what exactly would success mean here in the world of blogging?

Then I tried to answer the question myself. Here, there is nothing like being successful or not successful. All that matters here is to be a Strong Blogger. The one who keeps writing and fighting, the one who offers help to others when they need it, the one who can inspire others with his/her posts, the one who is daring to write the truth and is bold enough to face criticism, the one who is influential the positive way, the one who is writing for a cause, the one who is trying to create awareness, the one who is taking out time to appreciate others and encourage them.

This deep insight encouraged me to create the Blogger’s Pool which extends appreciation and support that all of us need. A place where we can meet other beautiful bloggers and appreciate their work.

Today, I want to take pride in saying that I want to be a  STRONG BLOGGER. I want to spread happiness around. I want to find out a way to connect people to each other. I just want to support everyone around with my words. My Strength is my Success!

Do you also feel that it’s the best way to blog! Please leave your comments to express your views.

mySestina

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Blogging Happiness

Blogging Happiness

What is our ultimate goal in life? Is it money, comforts, education, fame, family, success…

The list may never end. People who have all or some of the above may be happy or still be unhappy in their lives. Sometimes, people who don’t have most or little of the above may still know how to remain as happy as they can be.

So, the ultimate goal in our lives is being happy.

Playing with a child, telling them bedtime stories and listen to them giggling, fresh flowers in the garden, flawless clouds in the sky, having a meal with our family, being together and supporting each other, bringing a smile to a stranger’s face, writing, painting, singing, dancing, holding hands and much more. All these things can give us little peace and happiness.

We all have responsibilities in life and it is not easy to handle the kind of pressure we have in our lives, but we still can try and ease the stress by not ignoring the simple things and making the best use of them to keep us cheered up.

Greed is one thing that kills our happiness. When we always keep wanting more and are never satisfied with what we have, makes us unhappy. We forget to enjoy and relish what we possess and keep urging for more.

Even after having a lot of money, education and fame, people tend to remain dissatisfied in their lives. Many celebrities are a good example of the same. We tend to run after material things in our life and in the end remain unhappy because we are not able to value the small things that can make us happy.

Now, let’s see what blogging can give us –

  1. Blogging is one thing that gives us happiness. It may or may not give us money or fame but we feel connected with each other even if sitting continents away.
  2. We are able to express ourselves on such a fantastic platform.
  3. We receive and give support to each other that gives us pleasure and contentment.
  4. We are happy publishing our work and reading other’s.

At the end of the day, blogging can give us a little or more happiness and makes us a positive person. It makes us strong and inspires us which leads to happiness and self contentment.

So guys, keep blogging, enjoy tiny things in life and stay happy, healthy and blessed!

Love you all!

mySestina

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Un-break my Heart

Un-break my Heart

I stood in silence

witnessing my heart breaking 

pieces falling to the ground

like a broken glass

spilling my blood all around…

I tried to gather them all

like a puzzle, I struggled to put them together

it pained as I couldn’t find a way

just couldn’t bring them to my heart’s shape

even after countless attempts – I failed… I failed

now I am here

I am here to ask you for the key

to help me, Un-break my heart

to make it whole once again

****

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not Alone in the Universe

not Alone in the Universe

under the blanket of a million stars

lying on the grass, looking up in the sky

watching the unstopping twinkling

leaving a shiny reflection in my eyes

filling my soul with contentment

assuring me of the presence of someone

out there watching over a little tiny me

releasing energy enormous

telling tales of their existence

confirming openly

we sure are not alone in this universe so massive

****

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I Rule You

I Rule You

 

I am deep within your soul

hiding, beating every moment

I was given the job not just to keep you alive

but to make you live

I feel all your emotions, be it pain or joy

I carry inspiration, I make you aspire

I bring that smile on your face

I bring those tears to your eyes

I ask you to be lonely at times

sometimes, I give you wings to fly

I make you powerful, I fill you with enthusiasm

I tell you to be gentle

I make you fall in love

you never see me

I am still beating in you

I am your tiny heart

I rule you

*****

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I am beyond Happiness

I am beyond Happiness

I sing – the silence in me

I celebrate melancholy

I do not let my tears to fall

I tell to my heart a little too often

pain is companion, it is no enemy

I let my loneliness give me company

I need no joy to feel complete

I am beyond happiness

****

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fighting the Black Hole

fighting the Black Hole

darkness gulping it all

the light of hope fading

being consumed slowly

like a Geenie filling the jar

**

I am here still determined

fighting the black hole

**

mySestina

Never too Late

Never too Late

whether you tried, or you didn’t

are you a child, a teenager or an adult

did you fail or succeed 

whether you are smiling or shedding tears today

it’s never too late my dear

to start afresh

the world may have gone much ahead

you may be struggling to match the pace

you may or may not win this race

but it’s never too late my dear

it’s never too late

they may make fun, they may laugh at you

they may enjoy to see you struggling

they are naive, too foolish to know your worth

must you never loose your charm

their foolishness doesn’t deserve your time

you must never give up to start afresh

for it’s never too late my dear

it’s never too late

****

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You make me… ME

You make me… ME

you make me think

you make me smile

you make me breathe

you make me cry

you make me run

you make me stop

you make me happy

you make me sad

you make me jump

you make me freeze

you make me dream

you make me sleep

you make me rise

you make me fall

you make me grow

you make me tall

you make me hide

you make me reveal

you make me, you break me

you make me hollow

you make me complete

would I be me without you ever

you make me… ME

*****

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Poet’s Muse

Poet’s Muse

body of a goddess

these curves flawless

soft long hair swaying

spreading fragrance

eyes deep and dark, telling many tales

skin so soft, shining like gold

pink lips inviting to kiss

watching you move around

makes them write poetry 

you truly are

a poet’s muse

*****

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A dive into the Profound

A dive into the Profound

 

its depth, the dark

containing scary secrets in its arms…

but as I chose to embrace

there was much more to it

I saw the light eternal

saw a life beyond imagination

it was no less than magical

as I dived into the profound

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Dreams Dramatic

Dreams Dramatic

Dreams, many dreams

all of them – caged in a jar

dreams of heaven and those of hell

dreams of passion and those of common

dreams of lust and those of attraction

dreams of desires and those of hatefulness

dreams of the hills and those the depth of the ocean

dreams of rising and those of many falls

dreams of laughing and those of many screams

dreams of the ghosts and those of the fairies

dreams of the kings and many of their slaves

dreams of the children and of the wrinkled people

dreams of the birds and those in the wild

dreams for a reason and sometimes for no reason

giving a chill, sometimes so pleasurable

mysterious how they are, revealing much at sometimes

making one go crazy – dreams dramatic

*****

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Hike to the Moon

Hike to the Moon

as you hold my hand, you shall

my soul gleams with shine

I ready myself for a hike

to the moon & back to the earth

fuel me with your touch, you shall

fuel me with your love, you shall

****

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A Society so Empty

A Society so Empty

Living in a world

With no compassion

People, with guns in their hands

Their minds full of disgust

Hatred, overflowing

Their eyes, ready to cheat

Everyone who could be cheated

Their words cruel, hurtful

As they open their mouth to speak

Their brains so full of greed

Wanting enormous power

Their mindset inhuman

Not allowing others to make any choices

Breeding a generation like their own

Their children following their path

Not realizing, their attitude

Becoming poisonous

Creating

A society so Empty

That’s never to flourish

But to die

A painful death

&

To fill the emptiness

With nothing

but

dead bodies all around

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For a Little Happiness

For a Little Happiness

I chose silence over scream

gathered all pain in my heart

surprised I was to see its potential

how much more could it absorb

I was scared, yes I was

soon the day shall arrive

this heart of mine shall explode 

releasing uncountable tears

poor pretty heart

sure belongs to a brand rare and rich

consuming stabs of fate

is still working fine

still beating in hope

for a little happiness

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#pain #poetry #happiness

False Hearted

False Hearted

how broken could one be

how deeply could someone be pierced

how lonely can someone become

when to accompany you its only despair

how dark could nights become

dark enough to leave their mark

for the days to be dull and shadowy

with nothing but zilch to embark

i know why this “how” has happened

it has happened for the people false-hearted

who grab you, possess your character

some lead you, some leave you deserted

the truth so it is – quite resentful, ironic

by them, you shall remain surrounded

till eternity

The Heroes

The Heroes

could you stretch
expand your scope
would you give up all your limits
for that someone in hope

could you loose
all that you got
could you put yourself to pain
to give life to the unknown
when for you
there’s nothing to gain

not for love
for no emotions
could you just do it 
to hold erosion

the secret lies
in what you decide
a few to say “Yes”
rest all shall watch in silence
to witness
how really are the heroes made

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A Girl’s fear of the Girl’s thing

A Girl’s fear of the Girl’s thing

She felt the hesitance in her daughter’s words

as she spoke to her softly

“Mommy, can I ask you about a secret

my friend at school told me of it yesterday

the daughter’s hesitance made mom, worry a little

she asked her to let her know of her secret

the daughter went ahead asked mom, about a girls periods 

what would it mean, how would it feel

when will she start with it, she wanted to know

Mother could sense daughter’s fear as she spoke

to know of the girl’s thing had given her a blow

Mother decided to soothe her child a little

told her it wasn’t a big deal, it was only natural

yes, she still may have a couple of more years

Mother promised to prepare her before she would start

an important thing she told her to make her feel easy

never to be shy, or be ashamed of it

it’s a fact biological and the world knows it all

must she take pride to be a smart girl

Mother was relieved to see her daughter’s relief

as she hugged her & told her, she now felt better

there was now courage, a little strength in her speech

she spoke now confidently, without any fear

Mother made the daughter to promise her one more thing

never would she hesitate to come to her

for any such questions she ever may have

Yes, the mother is preparing her girl to be bold

She takes pride in raising her

with openness of thoughts

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There surely is a Way

There surely is a Way

Is there a way

is there any way

no! there is no way

no possible way

but there must be a possible way

of million ways which are not the way

there must be just one, atleast one way

that one way which is beyond special 

that one way which will make it all possible

so

I am not just gonna sit back and watch

I am gonna go ahead with that one way

and prove to myself

that having No Way at all

is not my way

it was never my way

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In a Gleaming Coffin

In a Gleaming Coffin

forbidden of happiness 

each moment of her life

today, she lay in her own space

a space too packed, with her lifeless body

she now lay in a gleaming coffin..

only the angels now know

 of her pain

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H e l p l e s s n e s s

H e l p  l e s s  n e s s

my helplessness

laughs at me

teases

my character

how

i made it

so effortless

for them

to hurt me too deep

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Indecisive

Indecisive

thoughts

juggling in my mind

going up

coming down

sure, I am screwed

do I laugh

do I cry

my powerlessness

to decide

should I tell her

or hide my secrets

for a little more time

thoughts

juggling in my mind!!

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#indecisive #poetry

Thank Goodness I’m in Love

Thank Goodness I’m in Love

I know, no boundaries

I am in love

I am eternal

I am in love

my pleasure is to please 

I am in love

you are beautiful

for I see you through my eyes

my love for you my love

makes you divine

I have begun to love myself

I am in love

O thank goodness

I am in love

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#poetry #love

The Door was False

The Door was False

that door was false

I was told all my life

it was the door to the heaven

today, my soul leaves my frame

just to prove to me

heavens have no doors

clearly

the door was false

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#poetry #TheDoor #fiction

 

 

 

My mind – an open jail

My mind – an open jail

napping inside the womb of my skull

many sisters taking a little time to flourish

my heart hums their beautiful names

imagination, fascination, creativity

curiosity, passion, enchantment

sometimes they could get a little out of control

they are like prisoners controlled by a Jailer

that Jailer happens to be my Brain

forcing me to learn of the consequences

teaching me patience, asking me to be sober

but this crazy heart of mine, it wants to fly

my thoughts seem caged, wanting to soar high

getting out of control, sometimes a little shy

how I truly wonder sometimes

isn’t my mind An Open Jail

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Where the Magician failed

Where the Magician failed

the magician showed his tricks

leaving the audience spellbound

made the girl disappear

made a pigeon appear from nowhere

how proud was he to fool them all

he thought to himself

he had won the show tonight

didn’t realize his magic failed

to hide from her

his teary eyes

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#poetry #magician 

 

An Island Magical

An Island Magical

where, there would be

flowers of all kinds

there, where we will have

LOVE to bind

where, there shall be

no place for pain

there, where we will have

happiness to rain

where, there everyone

will get to LIVE their dream

there, where each soul

is eager to GIVE

am I imagining

a place Unimaginable

is it possible

to have this place on earth

or can we only get to see it

in the heaven of the almighty

are we all not tired

of this old world of ours

are we all not craving

for a fresh & peaceful

an Island so Magical

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The Earth is now Angry

The Earth is now Angry

gulping the sins of the mankind

swallowing the insatiable needs of the selfish

consuming the greed of the thoughtless

the earth – helpless 

they are foolish, blinded by their demands

luxuriating lives further at the expense of the nature

bringing their future to face the wrath

boiling inside, taking shape of a volcano

do they realize, their race is going to end

the human kind is not to survive for long

for the earth is now Angry

it is left with no choice

but to take revenge, in it’s own way

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#poetry #nature #earth #pollution

Passion of a Child

Passion of a Child

I wonder sometimes of the passion of a child

how they find glory in the simplest of the things

how they could smile for no reason at all

their hearts so kind unaware of the hatred

their bodies so soft yet so energetic

never they would fail to find a reason to laugh

innocence unmatched teaching lessons to many

finding their joy in catching butterflies

their eyes so beautiful not to see the rich or poor

all they got is love in store for all

dreaming of the mountains and the waterfalls

flying high in the sky with no wings at all

how vulnerable yet the most powerful 

I wonder sometimes of the passion of a child

how they are passionate about the real thing

just Happiness

and nothing else

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I wrote my own destiny

I wrote my own destiny

I wasn’t born worthy

my fate with a dark face

hovered over my head

challenging me

looking into my eyes

made fun of my determination

once, it even spoke to me

forcing me to give in

to accept what’s written for me

was I a fool? no I wasn’t

despite of my many falls

I wasn’t scared, I didn’t stop

my dreams were stronger, much bigger

they gave meaning to my existence

my fate screamed hard at me

with all its force, pulled me to it

still, my will showed me the light

bright enough to make me rise

guess what happened next

defeating my fate

I wrote my own Destiny

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The Rich Grain in its Wood

The Rich Grain in its Wood

5the giant table, luxuriating in my study

where I spent many days, many nights

engrossed, in my books of all titles

reading, for long hours with no sense of time

during the day, I opened my window

in the night, that old lamp lit to light

the table served me well,

it was polished, it shined

it’s surface smooth against my skin

I thoroughly enjoyed sitting on my chair

with my legs stretched under my table

tired sometimes

I even rested on it lazily

I owned it, utilized it, lived my years with it

almost developed, a relationship silent

yet to my surprise, somehow

I missed to notice

those dim beautiful patterns

formed, by the rich GRAIN in its wood

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#table #wood #poetry #grain

 

My Best Friend’s Wedding

My Best Friend’s Wedding

all dressed up for the wedding

I sat right next to the bride

the storm inside of me growing 

trying to find its way through my eyes

my beautiful dress somehow colorless to me

golden necklace made me breathless

sitting in the crowd today

I learnt how lonely could I become

my friend, the bride glowing with shine

the groom’s love for her made her divine

she asked me many times if I was O.K.

she somehow sensed my gloominess

after all we were the best of friends

I forced myself to hide my tears

even though my life was about to become dark and dull

I still couldn’t afford to let her down

I had promised myself never to reveal

that I was in love with the one

she was about to marry

***

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To be Born Again

To be Born Again

brighter than the fire

I burn today myself

glowing flames

spreading brightness around

demolishing my sins

that little demon in me

demon that reflects my dark side

it gets angry, it looses control

shows no affection, it doesn’t console

as I give in my soul to the burning flames

my soul is cleansed, becomes pure

I am introduced to my superior self

I become gentle, I follow kindness

I smile as I spread divinity around

there comes a stage in all our lives 

when we find ourselves filled with dark

must we embrace a little fire then

must we give in to burn our sins

to be born again

like a child inside

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YES, I would remain yours, even if death do us part

YES, I would remain yours, even if death do us part

my love, O my love

how it pains me as you depart for heaven

consoling my bleeding heart I shall cry

I let my tears to fall forever

readying myself to bear the pain

holding you in my arms so safely

I watch your gentle spirit relieving your frame

there’s only one thing I am craving to assure

I shall never free me, from your love so deep

the way I look at you now with my affection

I shall only open my eyes to see your face

I shall utter my words only for you

to answer your anxiety in this moment

I give you my word

I would

yes I would remain yours

even if death do us part

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Allow Me.. Would you?

Allow Me.. Would you?

Let me wish you a smile today

Let me urge you to be your stronger self

Let me remind you of your beautiful dreams

Let me ask you to go grab your will

Let me be your friend today

Let me be your angel my friend

Let me bring a little happiness to you

Allow me my dear.. Would you?

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Politics sucking on Humanity

Politics sucking on Humanity

09The kings of politics all around the world,

Thriving for power, greedy for land and gold,

Pretending to make their people to grow,

Pretending to sweat for their country,

The reality is instead shocking, pitiful,

Filling their pockets with coins of gold,

Politician – dividing beyond repair,

Dividing the people, their thoughts, their belief,

Dividing the wealth, feeding more to the rich,

Filling innocent minds with filth,

The filth of hatred, the filth of revenge,

Politicians dividing the world of today,

Erasing humanity, filling rage,

Making communities to stand against each other,

Has it not become too easy for them all,

To cheat, to stab, to kill their own people’s trust,

Seems as if their hearts have stopped beating,

Lost compassion, kindness stays far from them,

The country’s progress not relevant at all,

All that these politicians can think of,

Is to divide and rule,

Sitting comfortably, enjoying the throne.

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Desert’s Love – each Soul to learn from

Desert’s Love – each Soul to learn from

I give in, to the burning flames

for my love, to the sun 

I burn like the fire myself

show my sins the way to the ashes

I cleanse my soul everyday

I take birth, fresh like a child

but this is heart of mine so innocent 

it loves the Moon, with a passion no less

it chooses to cool, to the serenity of the night

peacefully, I embrace the silver light

the grains of my sand calm and soothing

offering my love complete

this selfless love so pure of mine

leaving a message bright and bold

a Desert I am, from me could they learn

the meaning of being ADAPTABLE

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O Death.. Hold Me

O Death.. Hold Me

she closed her eyes

for the pain was overbearing

she let it fall through her tears

but the salt was not enough

it could only dissolve a little

she could envisage for its heaviness

the pain was never going to abandon her

it was only to grow

piercing her deeper

in the days to come

in the years to pass

till death eventually

shall honor her

her peace

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It was the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last

It was the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last

I know my love, you’re gonna kiss me again

I’m gonna melt in your arms a thousand times

it was a dream come true, your lips on mine

I wanna live that dream, every moment of my life

today, it was the first time

and it Surely wouldn’t be the last

my love – come kiss me again

 

Fools around HIM

Fools around HIM

a kind soul behind a broad frame

a gentle mind behind a powerful brain

genuine love for peace, for all the children around

his dedication towards a world so much better

pulled him back from holding a gun

held him away from violence

yet all the fools, who stayed by his side

called his silence, his cowardice

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All about Me

All about Me

I was young, I was free

I was all about ME

my books, my room, my friends

independence to speech, cried on tiny things

a hundred hands to hold me

time has changed

I m a Mother, a Wife

plenty on my plate

up early in the morning

ensure no one gets late

grocery, laundry, dishes

all my deeds are for others

I wonder if its for better

those times,

this time

am i selfish to compare to see

I’m just about everything else today – but ME

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The Train – A Journey containing Journeys

The Train – A Journey containing Journeys

Every morning, I would take this train to work. It has a pretty good service and I don’t have to wait much if I missed one. The train, that takes me to work everyday. It arrives and I step in it. Well, I don’t have to make much of an effort for that, my fellow passenger crowd behind me are enough for the job. They just push me along and set me inside the train.

Now, I am in the train! I don’t get to sit as it is too crowded and the seats are already occupied by the ones who make a sincere effort to get one for themselves. I am not really bothered, I am happy standing holding one of those poles inside my coach.

I look around and see many people.

An old lady going to see the doctor because her knees are hurting and she couldn’t take the pain anymore. Well, she had to come alone because her children are all at work. Poor her! I thought.

Another woman with a child. Guess, she was going to drop the child to the playschool and then she would go to work. I thought so because she was dressed so.

Many other men and women either sitting or standing, waiting for their stop to arrive. Few of them have started to know each other because they travel together every day. Busy chatting and discussing about something that I am not aware of.

A group of college kids, looked so to me, cheerful and happy with their young age. Hanging their back bags laughing and enjoying the journey. Some of them reading newspapers.

Many people sitting or standing silently not aware of the person standing next to them as they are wearing earphones busy listening to something (I am not sure what they must be listening to though). It could be a song, some morning news or something. They occasionally nod their heads as well. I guess may be they liked the music they were listening to or just agreeing to a comment someone may have passed on some subject on radio. I am not sure!

Sometimes, I also see a group of transgender people travelling with us. They generally earn their bread by going to households where there is a new baby born. They would go and dance there, and would ask for an unimaginable amount of money. I am not sure if there are any other jobs for them in the market or they just simply choose to do this traditional work as it is much easier. I am no one to pass a judgement here.

This is a daily scene that I live while traveling in the train to work. The train takes people to their destinations, help them earn money and take care of their families, help them to aspire for more in life, becomes a part of each and every one of those thousands of people’s lives who travel in it every day.

The train that runs without fail everyday,

be it hot and sunny or raining outside,

be it pleasant with breeze or bitterly cold,

the train never stops, it goes on

some of us, take an off on some days,

but dedicated train shall run even on a Sunday,

the train I must say inspires each one of us,

the train, determined to serve the mankind

the train and its never ending journey

a mother journey that comprises

of many small baby journeys

traveled everyday!

The Train!

mySestina observations…

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The Power of Words

The Power of Words

words inspire
words conspire
they can make one win
they can make one sin
words can hurt
words can heal
they can mend
they can break
love, they can contain
they dominate

potential of words is beyond compare
let’s choose our words with care

let’s bring a smile to someone’s face
let’s make this world a meaningful place

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Journey of the Zombies

Journey of the Zombies

silenced from the sight of bloodshed

blasting bombs, the sound of the guns

screaming people running for their lives

houses on fire, broken, wounded

loosing the strength, the buildings falling

silenced from the wounds of the city

the city of war, dying a swift death

thousands dead, lying on the roads

and those who survived

turning to become zombies

starting a journey slow & gruesome

for them nothing remained

but to live their lives in utter agony

silenced, never saying a word

asking thmeselves, why didn’t they also die

why a few of them had survived

survived, to live their death 

every coming moment of their lives

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Tourist like Love

Tourist like Love

She gave herself in

the whole of her in his love

every bit of her

each breath she took – was for him

only him

all her senses dedicated 

her eyes saw only – him

she only would breathe his fragrance

her touch belonged – to him

she would listen

to his music each moment

her soul given in – to him

He in turn

behaved a tourist

like he just came to visit some place

stayed for a while

relished the beauty 

traveled back home

leaving her alone

looking for a new place

to be explored 

the next vacation

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The Signal Man

The Signal Man

the long dark tunnel

seemed ghostly, merciless

the ceiling inside, dripping water so cold

one could hear the squeaking bats

even from a distance

foul odour of the rodents

conspiring in the darkness

added shamelessly to the deadliness 

just the thought of going inside

could give one shivers

In the middle of that tunnel

with a small dim light

sat someone

waiting eagerly for trains to pass

his eyes never left the sight of the clock 

every minute of each hour to be noted

his notepad forever ready with a pen

filling in the time of each passing train

accepting the intrusion, giving a green light

he who sure wasn’t scared of the ghostly

right in the middle of the deadly dark tunnel

The Signal Man

at work

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did I ?

did  I ?

did I plan to suffer

no I didn’t

did I make friends with pain

no I didn’t

did I tell my eyes to cry

no I didn’t

did I ask you to be mine

yes, I did

& you said ‘No’

***

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Color of my Tears

Color of my Tears

often, my eyes bleed

I bleed with no open wounds

for the color of my tears

so serene, so selfless

they fail to see my pain

their vision incapable

to see me bleed

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Gloomy

the dullness in the morning

birds failed to chirp

why is there no breeze

could someone palpate this anxiety

the puffiness under her eyes

narrates the story of the previous night

how the darkness

secretly crawled into the sunlight

making it gloomy

Your Sweetness – Unpredictable

Your Sweetness – Unpredictable

your sweetness

so unpredictable 

keeps me thinking

keeps me worried

I just feel

I may loose my mind

for I don’t know when

would you start

to taste sour

maybe bitter…

Your sweetness…

leaving me

hungry for more

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The Ice & the Fire

The Ice & the Fire

the Ice & the Fire together

strong yet helpless – against each other

both confused – unable to decide

whether to cool or to burn the other

both in love

ready to give in

to give up their power

praying to the almighty

to take away

their extremism

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mySestina now is YourSestina

mySestina now is YourSestina

it’s amazing how you drive me to write

it’s beautiful how you lift me to strive

how you fill me with emotions endless

with your love, your thoughtful comments

the way you perceive my poems, the thoughts behind them

makes me inspire to bring more to you

every hour, every minute

how I think to bring a smile to your face

imagining you reading me, gives me a special place

I wonder would I be here without you all

could I have ever done it, without touching your hearts

this story, this journey through the world of blogging

how I feel so related, how you make me feel special

my dearest followers, my dedicated readers

today, let me reveal a secret

mySestina not just mine anymore

mySestina truly now is yourSestina

*******

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Deafening sound of the Silence

Deafening sound of the Silence

deafening sound of the silence

on the other side of the phone

only to confirm

the departure of laughter

mugs of coffee with chocolate muffins

hand holdings and long walks

kisses in movie theaters

deafening sound of the silence

announcing loudly of the loneliness to follow

ONLY HIM lying on the bed

her soft body vanishing

escaping his touch

refusing to be caressed

his senses loosing capacity

to hear any kind of music

for he is deafened now

by the deafening sound of the silence

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That Darkest Moment

That Darkest Moment

This is about a little girl who lost her father at the age of 7. She had a younger brother and their mom was just 25 when  this tragic thing happened. This girl and her brother hadn’t even realized how their world was going to change from then on. The struggle started in their lives.

Mother struggling to earn and take care of the children without any support. She struggled with her emotions as she was so deeply in love with her husband whom she had lost. She couldn’t cry tears of pain so that she would not make her children feel scared or weak.

The girl started to wonder why her mother had stopped putting on any makeup and why does she now always wears dull color clothes. She often ran to her mother with a lipstick and requested her to wear it. And her mother would refuse (back then, in a hindu family, a widow was not allowed to wear bright colors or any kind of makeup).

Then came a day, her mother told her that their father was coming back. That he was gone for a while and now he is returning. The girl knew in her heart, its not her father, its going to be her step father, but looking at the shine on her mother’s face, she kept quite. She was surely happy about something – that her mother would start wearing bright colors and wear a lipstick or a nail paint again.

Life after that was full of struggle. Much more than it was earlier.

Years passed, the girl was now 34. She had her own children now. One day, sitting next to her mom breastfeeding her baby, her mother spoke to share how she felt when she lost her husband.

It was the first time ever she talked about the same.

She said,

“Your father was a very nice man, he helped me with everything. He was working at a high level in an organization, the same company gave me a job after his death on the basis of his seniority. He had 2 heart attacks and the third one took his life. He was hospitalized for about a month and i used to visit him everyday in the morning after sending you and your brother to the school. But that day, that dark day, i just entered the elevator in the hospital and saw a nurse with whom i got familiar with in that past one month. I greeted the nurse good morning and usually she would she would greet me back the same. But that day, she replied back saying, don’t you know?”

“The floor under my feet froze. I wanted to jump out through the half open door of the elevator. Few other people in the elevator stopped me. “

“That moment, that one moment was the most uncertain moment of my life. I could not consume, what had just happened. I had you and your  brother aged 7 and 5 and here I just lost my husband.”

The girl heard her mother talking her heart.

The irony of different perspectives brought tears to her eyes, that when her mother was going through the darkest moment of her life, as a child, she was busy thinking about why her mother would not wear any make up anymore!!


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my Saviour

my Saviour

thick dark blanket as I looked up in the sky

searching for an angel I struggled

many stars shined, refusing to flow their light

smiled and twinkled far, for their own selves

my heart ached in anxiety

I wondered of my state without any light

stars had refused, left me deprived

was this to continue, like it had till now

till this date, for the rest of my life

pain emerged, started to flow through my eyes

with helpless hands, I covered this face of mine

that was when, I sensed a presence divine

the air turned fragrant, the breeze brushed my soul

I wondered to dare to uncover my face & as I did

a calm, serene light shined upon me

dedicated itself, it bathed me to be pure

consuming all my pain, all the darkness

it was you my love, to bring me the light

I worried of no dark thereafter

for you became my Moon 

my Saviour

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His Sky was never enough for her

His Sky was never enough for her

her glance

glued to his frame

never failing to loose his sight

in hope, she opened her arms

craved to reach out to him

her soul longed for his embrace

how so much she needed him to care

to look at her softly, just once

with a little affection in his eyes

sigh – he never turned

to face her

didn’t she know

his SKY

was never meant

for her rainbow to glow

his SKY 

was never meant for her

his sky was never enough for her

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The way You belong to Me

The way You belong to Me

it’s exceptional
the way
you belong to me

your touch
I sense
your fragrance
I imbibe
your dreams
I perceive
your tears
I cry

your pleasure
pleasures me

could I ever be
without you
or you, without me

yes, it is exceptional
the way
you belong to me

***

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Sweetness to the Salt

Sweetness to the Salt

warmth of the gold rays kissed the snow

woke up from its sleep, the snow witnessed the glow

with a smile gentle, it started to melt

ready for a journey of thousands of miles

falling from the height it turned into a waterfall

fresh so white so flawless

caressed the earth, so it became a river

rushing, splashing, making love to the ground

making its own path to travel

spreading prosperity to the villages on its way

leading with courage, crossing the hurdles

celebrating life, giving life to many

not knowing how to stop

never wanting to rest even a bit

speeding to reach her beloved so waiting

knowing, of loosing her sweetness to the salt

the river so eager 

to be dissolved in the ocean

***

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my Secret of my Share

my Secret of my Share

my share of the sky

with more of heat, than the rainbow

my share of the rain

with more of shivers, than those dances

my share of the wind

with more of storms, than the cool breeze

my share of the clouds

with more of dullness, than its pretty colors

my share of the taste of life

with more of sour, than the sweet

my share of emotions

with more of tears, than those heartfelt giggles

and my share of YOU my dear

with more of emptiness, than a little of your love

my Secret of my Share ??

I chose to live, the little I had

than to cry for the more, that wasn’t mine

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Let’s be Humans again

Let’s be Humans again

aspire to grow soft wings to fly

must we keep our feet on the ground

wish to earn those coins of gold

must we not let the greed flow along

earn the power to be that warior

must we remain with a heart still gentle

if ever we feel the need to shed tears

must we not make a sound about the same

a father mus’nt forget, he’s a son as well

let us all give it a try

to build a world so beautiful

where the power supreme is humanity

let us all be humans again

let’s go back to our originality

*****

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Feasting on Pain

Feasting on Pain

holding heavy guns of terror 

masked faces, spreading terror

children, women, elderly

no one is spared

laughing like demons

feasting on the pain of the innocent

taking pleasure in shedding blood red

those terrorists

they seem to have forgotten 

the meaning of their own existence

****

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I wanna LIVE my Life

I wanna LIVE my Life

wind chyme, dear wind chyme

would you play some music

I really wanna dance

rainbow dear rainbow

would you spill your colors

to make me glow

waterfall, dear waterfall

would you fall on my soul

cleanse me, make me pure

butterfly, sweet butterfly

would you come touch me

like I am your flower

peacock, pretty peacock

would you open your wings

I wanna bathe in the rain

chocolate, yummy chocolate

would you melt in my mouth

give your sweetness to me

river, flowing river

would you make me flow with you

I wanna dive into the ocean

lastly

sorrow, Mr. Sorrow

all my above requests have been accepted

so would you leave me alone

today, I wanna live my life

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You make me ….. ME

You make me ….. ME

you make me think

you make me smile

you make me breathe

you make me cry

you make me run

you make me stop

you make me happy

you make me sad

you make me jump

you make me freeze

you make me dream

you make me sleep

you make me rise

you make me fall

you make me grow

you make me tall

you make me hide

you make me reveal

you make me, you break me

you make me hollow

you make me complete

would I be me without you ever

you make me… ME

*****

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Shining glass of Time

Shining glass of Time

I reached out to touch with my fingertips

the shining Glass of Time

it melted softly upon my touch

revealing, what laid on the other side

I saw a little Me, giggling

playing with bubbles & butterflies

running with kids after the flying kite

catching thousands of dragon flies

drops of rain bathing me pure

rainbow in the sky, glowing to bless

trees offering their branches to my swing

the wind blew softly to make me sing

my little self treasured the treasure that’s real

no coins no dollars I needed to buy

my happiness, I held it in my own hands

as a child, I had the vision to understand

the beauty lied in my own self

I knew how to smile, how to remain happy

weren’t those days simply beautiful

weren’t they

my real life

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Yes, I killed it.. Confessions?

Yes, I killed it.. Confessions?

I took my time

many years to believe

to gather much courage

to kill that something

that something which pulled ME from ME

that something that laughed at a helpless me

that something that called me a coward

that something that never let me rise

it was bloody all over

today, as I picked a sword 

I cut it in two halves

yes, I killed my FEAR

need I make CONFESSIONS?

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if only my Love… if only

if only my Love… if only

If only you had caressed my face softly

if only you had held my hand

if only you had kissed me gently

things would have been different today

if only you had a small corner for me

in your heart, if only you had allowed me to stay

if only you could see my invisible tears

things would have been different today

if only you hadn’t abandoned me in pain

if only you could hear my silent screams

if only you had offered me yourself

things would have been different today

if only you had understood my song

I wouldn’t be writing these words of pain

I would be singing my poems of joy

in your arms I would have been enjoying

if only my love.. if only

****

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The Wrong Train

The Wrong Train

lost in his thoughts, he couldn’t think much that morning

lost in his thoughts, he caught the wrong train

still lost in his thoughts, he took a vacant seat

lost in his thoughts, he didn’t see people around

lost in his thoughts, he didn’t know where to get down

lost in his thoughts, didn’t hear the baby crying next to him

lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice something ticking under his seat

in a moment, a severe explosion hit the train

the man suddenly, woke up from his thoughts

but

 is now lost

in the ashes of the bomb blast

remember? he caught the wrong train

while being lost in his thoughts

******

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layers distancing us

layers distancing us

we were distanced

by the closeness between us

we were unhappy

for happiness that didn’t belong to us

we were crying from the inside

presenting fake smiles to the world

we drowned in pain

when we tried to dive into each other

we were filled, bubbled by the hollow

too many layers between us, parting our hearts

still all this while, never were we permitted

the unbearable pressure of the society

forcing our frames, to remain together

to do nothing but to put a fake face

behind which

we were to shed tears countless

embarrassing our happiness

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Realize your Worth

Realize your Worth

praise like a man wise, praise all good – that’s worth

stay innocent, to match the innocence of a child

roam carefree about, like the clouds move in the wind

make your inner self glow, like the glow of the sun

let the fire swallow all the sin, that’s burning your good self

speak like a man so gentle, with a heart that’s kind to all

realize your worth my dear, you are worthy of the best

*****

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The Voyage Eternal

The Voyage Eternal

two hands, caged in a circle

walking their own pace

one seem smaller, a little heavier

the other seem energetic, a little younger

meeting each other every hour

set on a voyage that’s never to end

a voyage to decide the fate of everything else

a voyage that needs no train, no aeroplane

a voyage to birth voyages many more

it’s the voyage ultimate

the voyage of a clock

the voyage of time

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The Warrior’s Reward

The Warrior’s Reward

they chose to reward the warrior of his bravery

they decided a punishment too harsh for him

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Birds from Heaven

Birds from Heaven

music of the morning

kissed the breeze

soft warm rays of the sun

woke up the birds

flowers bloomed

to the songs being sung

branch of the trees

were being danced upon

pigeons, sparrows,

there were humming birds

making merry

bringing life to the earth

a magical sight

for my eyes to witness

I wondered as I stood in my balcony

how could they hold such power divine

to make me feel so pure, pious

would be unjust to call them stray

they surely were the birds from heaven

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Spreading the Dark at the Speed of Light

Spreading the Dark at the Speed of Light

aren’t we now just numbers

numbers that’s increasing

aren’t we now just more

more humans & no Humanity

aren’t we now just blind

our vision getting fragile

incapable to consume the reality

aren’t we just hurting all

all that of our own kind

and the rest

aren’t we losing the connection

the power of emotion

aren’t we speeding at the pace of light  

to spread the darkness

aren’t we not just fed up

fed up of wars

fed up of politics

fed up of crime

aren’t we?

***

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The Beauty Eternal

The Beauty Eternal

the quill of an artist

bleeding in colors

carving on paper

his emotions endless

making it worthy

for the world to consume

the beauty eternal

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Color of his blood

Color of his blood

his blood not red, all the time

it’s green when he’s imagining the farms

it’s blue when he swims freely in the ocean

it’s yellow when he bows to the sun

it’s silver when he silently praises the moon

it’s even black when he is hurt in a war

for he is not a man too common 

he has an elegant way to him

he is way beyond special

he is – an artist

he can change

the color of his blood

*****

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Your Silence speaks to Me, Better than your Words

Your Silence speaks to Me, Better than your Words

when you have no words to express

when you simply choose to stay shut

when you have no idea what to say

your silence, speaks to me better than your words

when you are done talking, when you are tired

when you don’t want to explain – your pain, your desire

when you simply put your finger on your lips

your silence, speaks to me better than your words

when you don’t scream, still your eyes are teary

when you are glued to your desk for hours, writing

when you end up finishing the the ink in that ink pot

your silence, speaks to me better than your words

*****

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Ten Year old writes – My Emotions (by Radha)

Ten Year old writes – My Emotions (by Radha)

Hugs, kisses,

Sweet goodbyes

Well, they make me sentimental

Cries,  screams

Scoldings,

I end up totally mental

Fear makes me feel alone,

I sit at one place,

And don’t go out from home

Happiness makes me jump around

I dance I sing,

I feel like a princess with a crown

Greed makes me want to have it all

I want this and that,

I want everything

Sadness almost kills me

Oh I hate it,

I don’t like it at all

Jealousy,

I want what the other one has,

I’m so jealous,

Oh I also want it, I feel so bad

All my emotions, 

I really can’t control some of them

Well, they are just my own feelings,

How can I help

***

Radha is ten years old. Her innocent emotions reflect in her very first poem.

Heaven beyond the Clouds

Heaven beyond the Clouds

if all souls on the earth are kind

if all souls have love in store

if there is compassion flowing all around

if only there is peace at all times

there’s contentment in all the hearts

if only we would crave to make the other smile

if only we cross our limits to help the one in need

if only we could make it all possible

we wouldn’t need that day and any later

the heaven beyond the clouds

for our heaven then be under our feet

on the ground

****

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Sound of the Pendulum

Sound of the Pendulum

that house, where I was born

many things about it, I still remember

thinking of them, bring life to my soul

one of them, I distinctly remember

an old clock, that hung on the wall

I was a child, I never bothered about the time

yet I relished, the sound of the pendulum

the announcements it made every hour

to all the members of the family..

in that house we all made memories

we laughed, we shared smiles

we ate dinner together

every morning, we saw the sunrise

we too had many moments of pain

we cried together, our sorrows – we embraced

there, I met my childhood, my siblings

for heaven, saw my grandparents leaving

so much, that happened in the house

while the clock, went on ticking

the sound of the pendulum

still close to my heart

*****

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I swallowed the Silence

I swallowed the Silence

I swallowed the silence

make it stay in my throat

to make my tongue worthless

to not let it utter a word

no matter how much

I have to go through

no matter how much

they make me suffer

I shall never even whisper

of my pain, my sufferings

for I just want to be me

I only want Me – to be with Me

when my eyes shed tears

in the dark

silently

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isn’t God within us all

isn’t God within us all

I am not, what I thought I were

I am much more

I am a creation of the almighty

emotions flow through me

lovely eyes to see the beauty around

a heart that beats for love

kindness, affection, peace 

I hold them within me

I smile to bring smiles to many

I am brave enough to face the curse

I have the will to defeat the evil

I embrace life, I embrace love

I am special, I am a creation of the almighty

maybe, I am the almighty myself

isn’t God within us all

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Our True Religion – HUMANITY

Our True Religion – HUMANITY

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Dear Almighty, I pray to you

I beg you to spread your light on our hearts

hearts those have become so stubborn

they speak of you, they pretend to follow

still, there’s no love they ever feel

are you not simply love my lord?

are you not simply kindness & peace?

why do they divide your pious soul

on the basis of religion, they gave you different names

they build Temples, Mosques, Churches and Gurudwaras

aren’t we meant to sit inside – Just PRAY

aren’t we just meant to connect with you my lord

does it really matter, where we sit to pray

why your people fighting, killing each other

spreading suffering, standing behind the wall of Religion

does it not pain your heart – my lord

you love your children, I know that for sure

shall I pray to you – to bring an end to such divisions

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Elusive – Human Connection

Elusive – Human Connection

living in a world full of wonders

satellites, smart phones, micro computers

robots at our service, each moment of our lives

televisions of all kind, virtual reality

things readily available on the touch of a screen

sitting in one corner, we could reach the other end of the world

conferences happening sitting continents away

man, reaching the mars, flying at the speed of light

exploring the universe, galaxies, the milky way

living in such a world so full of wonders

everything in abundance, luxuries, comforts

yet the man, loosing the true meaning of his existence

the only thing elusive now, is the Human connection 

the Human Touch!

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Fail your Pain

Fail your Pain

when you are in pain

when you can’t stop your tears from flowing

think of those children who haven’t eaten for weeks

think of a mother who just lost her son

think of a soldier, who will never come back home

think of his little daughter, waiting for her father 

for all of us, to be in control of our emotions

must we appreciate what we have

must we realize, we have a lot that many people crave for

must we understand the pain of the others

and our own pain will fade, will be less painful

this way my dearest, all of us

shall become better human beings

giving, compassionate, less self centered

contributing towards a better world

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The Purpose of my Existence

The Purpose of my Existence

if it wasn’t for to bring a smile on your face

if it wasn’t for to hold you when in pain

if it wasn’t for to wipe your falling tears

if it wasn’t for to take away your fear

if it wasn’t for to read you all my poems

if it wasn’t for to take you to Rome

if it wasn’t for to consume art together

if it wasn’t for to make our lives worth

if it wasn’t for dreaming with you my love

if it wasn’t for to make our dreams come true

then tell me my dearest

the purpose

of my existence

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Are you Loving the Lovely

Are you Loving the Lovely

are you singing along with the chirping birds

are you warm with the warmth of the sun 

can you feel the breeze brushing your body softly

are you ready, to start to learn

is your body fragrant with the fragrance of the flowers

have you felt soft grass under your feet 

are you listening to the song of life

are you dancing merrily to the beat

have you kissed your mother a morning bright

have you thanked her for her eternal love

have you looked up today to see the sky

to bathe in the colors of the rainbow

go ahead, tell yourself my dear

is it all, or none that you’ve done

before you start to complain the next time

ask yourself this first

are you thankful – for the simple pleasures of life

my dear

are you loving the lovely

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A Better Tomorrow

A Better Tomorrow

you have shed many tears

you’ve been through dark nights

nights that were long enough

to leave a mark on your soul

you’ve burnt your hands in fire

you’ve slept on the cold floor

smile is been missing on your face

for a long time

the pain must have broken your heart

it must have pierced through your spine

still my dear it’s remarkable

how you remained kind

your calmness, your patience

encouraged you to have faith

to hope for a better tomorrow

for a bright shining day

after a long long night

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Making Love to the Soil

Making Love to the Soil

clouds carefree

roaming about in the sky

flawless cotton like

pure and white

changing their color

anytime they wished

as if getting ready

to meet their lover

transforming into rain

falling to the ground

to make love to the soil

clouds carefree


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Psycho out of Me

Psycho out of Me

slogged my way

through the Ocean

only to find you

diving into someone else’s Heart….

MUST I SAY

funny is my fate

 can’t understand now

should I be shedding tears

or to laugh

a psycho out of me

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“You may now – Kiss the Bride”

“You may now – Kiss the Bride”

her flawless white gown

kissed the floor as she walked

looked so pure, like fresh clouds shining

the tiara shined in her soft black hair

her eyes twinkled with joy immense

the smile on her lips, a little shy

imagining of the wonders of the days to come

she took her vows of trust and faith

the diamond on her ring, reflecting her glow

she closed her eyes to live the moment

waited eagerly to listen to those words magical

“you may now – kiss the bride”

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