Category: Musings
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Dear Diary
Dear diary Day1In the serene library Silence was mandatory Concentration at its peak A look I did sneak My heart fluttered. Day 2 Oblivious to the surrounding Preoccupied in your being A book I did pick Survey of the room was quick Heart played the drums As your fragrance drifted in the room. Day 3…
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Autograph
As I gazed over my bookshelf, My eyes fell on a beautiful book, A small but precious autograph book. . Though the pages had lost their colour, They still held the fragrance, Same as they had two decades back. . It seemed like yesterday, that, We walked through those corridors, Which witnessed numerous moments. .…
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Finding Self Love… Love Diaries
In the quest of searching love I wandered from place to place Traversed through roads And streets unknown Looked around to find Where the flowers bloomed Saw through deep oceans Where the moon found solace I could find many emotions tucked And sometimes it all felt stuck I fell in love with the routine And…
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WHY IS EUPHORIA AROUND?
Why is euphoria around? When issues don’t get resound! . Once elected, they become law-bound, However seldom looks for concern on the ground! . Exuberant people coaxed to do repeated round, Still except hollow promises, nothing gets propound! . After getting elected, leaders do a turnaround, Even then People become restless on seeing them around!…
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The Saviours
For the body that enters in Cape, Sigh the two souls, Another day and a narrow escape, As a pearl from eyes rolls. The sniffles once vindicated as cold, How the year took over the truth, Slight or severe colds are metamorphosed, To sheer sniffles for those interminable tours. The sick keep him in prayers, So does…
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Silly rants of the heart
I wish I were the tranquil moonlight soothing your tired spirit every night * I wish I were the first rays of daybreak infusing you the strength to strive when weak * I wish I were the first raindrops that touch your lips render your soul with an ineffable crave for a kiss * I…
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The land of my dreams
The Land of my dreams * The dreamland in my mind Where the roads perfectly bind No potholes, no puddle No journey does it muddle My dreamland has bridges high Soars my dream to the sky Where gravity does not overact We have signed a safety pact My dreamland has fragrant air Path lined with…
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Umpteen Reasons…
You never call me honey. Or Sweetie, Cuddle-bunny. We stride, stranger-like, on our walks. You grumble that far too much, I talk. Your snores could rival those of a lion. Your pokey beard leaves me sighing. . But it’s all the other stuff you do, That makes me forgive the ‘non-romantic’ you. The tantalizing food…
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Eyes
Those eyes speak, Speak, about the grit And confidence she has. Those eyes express, Express, her emotions, In a subtle way though. Those eyes take us Through her journey, A journey of valour. Those eyes portray, Her courage to lead, Lead her clan to progress. Those eyes sparkle, At the sight of a child, Showering…
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Labor of love
It is confirmed A new life growing inside me I am speechless It is product of love Questions flood my mind Fair or dark Still mine Curly hair like mine Oh it does not matter How tall or how much it will weigh It is still my love Girl or boy A new life The…
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Homeless
You and I share the same sky Yet the insipid me waits eagerly for a glimpse of thee. * There’s the soil beneath my feet A gleeful canopy above my head Yet the fragile soul in solitude Often feels homeless. * Seven oceans house inside me Breathe an ever shimmering galaxy Myriad colours gush through…
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What the Heck!
Oof! There it goes once again. Stretching itself out, what a pain! I provide nothing, neither fertilizer nor food. Yet the darned thing grows out, how rude! Look, look, hand me something now. Wish I could just swat it off of my brow. . But hang on, the Pandemic is still on. No visits to…