Tag: Poetry
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Total recall
Certainly within me Certainly within reachLike flamboyant petalsLike flamboyant medalsThese beautiful dreams Though risky like a ponzi schemeThey echo in my thoughts like a theme songForcing me to put my retired energies on total recall https://wp.me/p4GQQl-C6w
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Beauty
There! On a window pane in the corridorA brand new laptop and an Iphone! Who could have left them here?In a place where almost everydayThere were complaints of theftsAs my footsteps grow louder on the tiled floorIn the direction of the shiny itemsGlistening in a ray of sunshineI hear the flush of a toiletAnd feet…
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Go places
It’s a beautiful worldSo beautiful sometimes it makes you forgetYour worries, sorrows and little lifeWhen you think of the vastness of this universeDoesn’t it inspire you to dream big?Don’t you see finger and footprints of a Mighty Being?Aren’t you ashamed of the many ways we destroy its beauty and peace?Do you see traces of the…
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A script of shallow truths
When everything is working for you,you think you know the rulesWhen everything stops working for youYou shrink into a script of shallow truthsYou stink with echoes of ruinsHow a tiny pore can spark a ship’s demiseHow a mighty fall can reveal subtle pride https://wp.me/p4GQQl-C5w
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Default colour
To the uneducated, the scholar is a nuisance Like love birds to one who cannot find loveLike a single unemployed mother and her daughter Seated in a corner of the houseWatching children rushing to welcomeTheir fathers returning from workEnvy is the default colourWhen one is sketched beside things one cannot haveBut scholars have their problems…
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Hide your face
Even the sun hides its faceBehind cloudsSkirting stealthily across the skyEven stumbling and falling over the horizonIts absence giving it the impression of renewed strengthWhen it rises againIts absence part of the reasons Nature misses itWhen it returns Even Earth refuses to let the Sun see all of its nakednessIt keeps turning, revealing a piece…
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Crossroads
CrossroadConfusionContemplatingGiving up, but…Where is strengthBuilt without tests?Without discomfortWhat meaning has growth?How can one achieve fameWithout faith in one’s abilities?And hold unto it longer without humility?What is success without respect, without wealth?What is evolution without motion, without shattered limits?Where is the fun in an adventure without uncertainties and fears?
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Phases and messages
These past few days have been toughWhat looked like a short cloudy weatherHas stretched into days without sunshineAnd though the day has lost its brightnessThe dark moments have revealed more thingsThan daylightEach phase of life is a messageHow sad we bypass so many without decodingHow tougher and wiser we’ll get if we knew their essenceThough…
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One of those days
It’s one of those daysThat nothing happensYou just sit and stare at the ceilingThe window, floor, or some passerbyMind drifting to an incident in the pastLike some busy bus suddenly out of useYou relish the past and the companyAnd your usefulness that was once a source of prideSeems some things are destined to be brokenNever…
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A floating ball
A floating ball, roamingCombing spaceA lone habitable bubble, moaningDrifting in a hazeA particleIn a vast expansion of heat and iceTeaming up in hasteTurningSearchingWith a giant searchlightReaching far into spaceBeckoning us to look beyondOur little livesAnd reach for worlds unheard ofPromises of pleasures undiscovered https://wp.me/p4GQQl-BNp
Diary of a Wanderer 