Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Lost



LOST
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A walk, a stroll on the garden path
The pebbles and rocks i tread not
Footsteps imprint but no marks left
Only shadow trails i carry on
No arrows , no signs, no guide no light
The fear is deep, but i am scared not 
The blades of green, sparkles of hope 
As i pave my way to get lost......!!


Monday, July 13, 2015

Asphyxiation


ASPHYXIATION
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Bubbled up is the vacuum,
No air to breathe in the room
Withered and frail are the old blooms
The sounds of cries, and painful croons

Burning blanket wrapped around
Approaching  are the black clouds
Cold feet cant feel the ground
Bleeding hearts, very deep wounds

Tangled and tied in knotted ropes
Castaway, the ferry mopes,
Tempest and fury to cope
A wait for good cheerful HOPE

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Tranquility


Tranquility
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A Divine solace
Interludes of symphonic mesh
Time has a forgotten pace
Its both black and white
The calmness after tide
On a blissful waves for a ride
The Westerlies that follow the pain
No more can flicker the flame
All now fades, that once hath came
The steering turned with the oars
To reach the horizon where it meets up with shores
A new beginning beyond that opened door

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Persistence

Persistence
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One Tree, the family
Of leaves and shoots branched apart
Perched on same soil,
Cheered at the same bird-song
In Festive reunion sprite
Rooted with ties that bind,
Together at sad and happy times
Times ahead, generation scaled
Blooming of new spring flowers happen
Keystones gone, bricks fell apart
Like the burst of pollen shower
Seeds have sprang up new lives
Many more trees now standing tall
Rooted beneath to that same soil
Yet so far away, distant from own
New ways, new pace
Fading away is past
Only memories will persist and last

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

OBLIVION


Oblivion

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Diving into the deep with a plunge
Or soaring azure high liberated from grunge
Cant tell its up or down when the blues surround!
Hands are spread as fearless wings
Gliding through with streamlined skills
Falling beneath, floating or am i soaring in skies?
Relative displaced space and time stalled
All that matters is the sprite and soul in us
In a state of trance oblivion to all