Tag: musings
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Floating in the desert
In between the azure and the green I float to find my place What really is my space? . A space that I can call my own A space where who I am, I can be Should I look for my roots or should I find my wings? . Sometimes, my feet touch the ground…
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But I Don't Want…
But, I don’t want to rewind! Why do the memories haunt me? Why do the faces flash before my eyes? Neither I can get them back, nor do I wish to! Some stings still lie fresh, Like the hot molten wax from the dying candle The unhealed wounds, the sleepless nights The woebegone me abhors…
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Divine creation
Softly crimson yellow rays come in Window panes shimmer A new day begins With hope and inspiration A divine artistic creation So is the velvet blue sky With tufts of clouds The pine maple oakSpreading arms as leaves shine Twittering birds happily flit Fauna complement the view Bubbly waters flow Through mountains and valleys they…
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Divine creation
Softly crimson yellow rays come in Window panes shimmer A new day begins With hope and inspiration A divine artistic creation So is the velvet blue skyWith tufts of clouds The pine maple oakSpreading arms as leaves shine Twittering birds happily flit Fauna complement the view Bubbly waters flow Through mountains and valleys they glow…
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Where are the little ones
Where are the little ones Far far away My home so spick and span Where little feet once ran Walls long for work of art No shrieks and points of dart No grimy soiled hands to clean Footprints of play not seen My pots and pan sit still No assembly on the window sill Silence…
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Just a weed
She is a weed Rich farmers say so She is not a seed they sow Why let her grow It is time to mow This weed must not grow Oh let me be she pleads You are just a weed You must not grow Time for us to mow – Pradnya Surve
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Rain
Rain The dark clouds couldn’t hold any more They broke open and rains pour in While the clouds drift away for their inflated ego The rain’s humility blesses all. The parched earth with its sagging figures Renews its energies and welcomes the gentle rain. The pouring rain removes the scorching heat Once again planting the…
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My peace !
A clear blue sky showed ahead on my path.. I kept walking towards it expecting some warmth.. The nearer I came the sky moved apart.. And there I was sitting calm and without any wrath. What was that vision that soaked me in light? It was a blissful me cheerful and bright.. With no…