Tag: poet
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The reward of the resilient
PatienceWhen sprinkledInto boiling situationsTakes time to dissolveAnd colour complicationsWith its sweet, calm scent It’s a long lone roadThat journey between a dreamAnd it’s fulfilmentWhere tangible silenceQuestions one’s beliefsRendering faith brittle and cold No pair of handsCan stop the sun’s shineHave hope, even in the face of shame Don’t let these tidal wavesSink your calmBright sunny…
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What could be going on in his mind?
A hunchback leans against the bark of a treeWatching football training sessions on a parkAs the bus I sat in circled a cornerI spot the smallish figure hiding behind the treeStealing every glance there is to gleanFrom the parkI stare, and wonderWhat could be going on in his mindDid he wish he could play like…
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I have found a new classroom
I have always been eager to teach, to share, an enthusiasm that has eroded graduallyto reveal its true face : prideToday, I embark on a new journey, one of silence, of listening, of paying attentionI have missed many important lessons and sessions of growthwhile I was gone looking for new converts to discipleI have achieved…
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Recoil, reflect
RecoilReflectAbandon the unproductive habits The barren roads that yield only thorns Expectations that produce only hurtsCultivate the untapped potential within That niche you keep groping for Reserves of energy without limits These obstacles to happiness and positivity Are here to test what you’re made of to test your resolve your character patienceShow them what only the indomitable can doShow them by…
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Waiting, watching
This is a bus that goes to a city I once lived inA long time agoSeeing passengers getting ready to board itBrings back many memoriesMemories of hopes that never materializedAnd the blessings in disguise I now realizeNot many detours in life will be understoodThe bus leaves, I stare at the inscription behind itI imagine the…
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I see the cracks
“I’ve missed my dad”She whispersI can’t relate, never had oneI think of the death of my dogAnd try to imagine her lossIt’s a human, the loss must be huge The force holding her world togetherHad been crushedNo wonder everything is spiraling asunderI see the cracksIn the good life she’s cobbled up
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I see the cracks
“I’ve missed my dad”She whispersI can’t relate, never had oneI think of the death of my dogAnd try to imagine her lossIt’s a human, the loss must be huge The force holding her world togetherHad been crushedNo wonder everything is spiraling asunderI see the cracksIn the good life she’s cobbled up
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Barren Hills
She squeezes a note into his palmsI watch, wondering how he feelsScrubbing dirt to make ends meetI see the humiliation in his eyesAs he adjusts his cap to block off sunshineAnd prying eyes It’s a stageAnd not a fateOne faltering step after anotherThe financial cripple gathers courageTo wobble and finally walk To earn one’s name…
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Silence and tears
The prayer groundsWere not out of boundsTo anyone or anything, including snakesThat had come to prey Haven’t prayed in a long whileAnd as the thick jaws of hard timesClose in on meI head towards the mango treesUnder which we prayedAn isolated forest far away A silent bird perched in the cold drizzleAllowing its posture and…
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Blank sheet
Some days I don’t know if I am moving forward or standing still Don’t know if it’s worth pushing or best giving up Inspired some days and some other days, I just don’t know what to believe. Maybe this too shall pass. Tonight my mind is a blank sheet. Perhaps, a blank sheet too is…
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