Category: Musings
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My Journey On A Tight Rope
The roads I chose, led me onto a tightrope, Miles thereon, did I travel, with certain hopes, Knotty it was, at several points, Threatening to break, at enfeebled joints . Aye, lauding myself, for my nonchalant spunk, I kept persevering, revelling in blind triumphs, My sprit indomitable, my legs unstopping, I set out to break,…
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Schezerade
Are raconteurs good wives? Consider the thousand tales Each she carefully spun To satiate a sadist’s hunger. Call it a web of deceit! Yet, never let your eyes sway from The sword that had killed his previous wives. A Bluebeard of sorts Had married her out of curiosity Wondering if women were fallen! Yet, she…
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The Superwoman Syndrome
Accoutred in smart formals, I strode into my cabin, all magnificent, Pride permeating, betraying every nucleus, Beautiful, slender and lithe, How was I to ever know, That this superwoman thing was a true-blue myth? . The home, over time, evoked a dreary ennui, While wrangling frontline, in the arena of fealties, With the elementary pleasures…
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Shunyata- Nothingness
#atensyllabledDecima #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour Shunyata/Nothingness Nothing was there, to nothing we return. Seek the ever unfolding horizon; All’s a mirage, life’s naught but illusion. Each being walks the forking path to turn, Moulting skin, physical debris- to learn What has been unlearnt! minds often play truants, Succumbing to daemons of flesh- the wants. Souls wither, they wilt,…
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Be like Water!
In frosty wombs stroked by the sun, Fresh life, awaits its turn Enlivened by joyous beginnings, Spurred on by myriad blessings . Be like water Vaulting forth heavy slopes, Swirling across jagged stones, Pirouetting about strange hurdles, ‘tis the dance of gritty souls . Be like water Lion and sheep; birds, and fish Humbly bow…
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Grand son.
6th#NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 5 “Mellow,mild May day Calling children out to play Summer on her way.” She was singing and making breakfast Her grandson ran to the garden very fast. The dog followed the chum Who held in his hand a fat bun. The bun fell from his hand Doggy chewed it in a stance.…
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Blind love
The evening sky adorns her finery best, Bids him adieu, as now the ruler rests, Closes its eyes, mimicking an inky blue, Creases it straightens for the ruler new, With stars it adorns, and the jasmine white, Waits all still, till he blooms in sight, Her identity lost in the infinite blue, Yet she rejoices,…
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Time for mammoth leaps
The time has flown past For baby steps If at all, we yearn to last In mammoth leaps we must trot Lest from the planet we shall be outcast Our tresspassing, our deeds Have left, even the creator aghast With millions perishing Unambiguous is the forecast In the world that we have created It ain’t…
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Dad
On the Roadside, Sitting in Twilight I see a Dad Pass by my Side Where is my Dad Do I have one To hold my hand To make my day To take me home To hug me around All I have is You The Stars and the Moon But you are so far And you…
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LOVE
#NaPoWriMo #Day5 A blooming red rose Divine fragrance strewn around Coy like the first love I found you in my autumn days , Yet felt like spring in every ways. #A haiku and a couplet
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Maa Saraswati
Clad in white, You are the divine light. Knowledge you dispense, Talents you represent. . Your radiance exudes, Pearls of wisdom infused, With beads of music and sound, healing the soul and mind. . ‘Shwet’ the brilliant white, Signifies the purity of your might. ‘Maa Saraswati’ bestow me forever, With your blessings in every endeavour.…
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Request (meaning of name)
I requested God- The purpose of my life, please, Make more meaningful. * * * * * Picture credit: George Kedenburg III, unsplash.com
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Help me find her.
#NaPoWruMo 21 #AetoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 4 Find me the girl, who wins my heart with her Charming manners. I would try my best to give Honour she deserves. want to take her Around the world. don’t care whether she is Rich or poor. if I fail to get her would be Unhappy for sure. try my…