Call it a day

Call it a day

hair unkempt, shirt askew,

hauling the school bag,

the child wearily walked home in the sun...

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Shhhh!!!

Shhhh!!!


Tonight, the mind is restless

sleep is far away

Mind! Hush! stop your chatter,

you keep me awake.


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Receding Echoes

Receding Echoes


The night is dark

silence all around

The mind's chatter 
rises to a crescendo

Eyes tightly shut

to silence the din.
the echoes rise and fall

into the depths of the soul!


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Wait!

Wait!

Slow down!

your days of racing are past

the years have sped by

amble along, smell the roses,

hum a tune, feel the breeze- 

and wave at those hurtling ahead.


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Captivity

Captivity


The soul is a free bird

trapped in a rickety cage...


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Soulful silence

Soulful silence

Silence! speak aloud, the words of the soul

Listen, understand, all that is left unsaid...

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Cans on wheels

Cans on wheels

The milkman came trundling down 
on his rickety cycle
 his milk cans creating a clamour!


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The speaker

The speaker

so articulate, so witty, 
the pearls of wisdom
 just kept rolling effortlessly 
enthralling the audience. 


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Coming Alive

Coming alive

As the music begins

she goes into a trance

her limbs come alive

her spirit breaks free!
Flying high
soaring into the sky!

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( inspired by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcVWrXL6iZ4&feature=youtu.be )

Celluloid Poetry

Celluloid poetry

The celluloid is his canvas;

the script, the emotions his palette-

each frame- his passion;

the characters, his lovers-

whom he caresses through the camera lens...

Saffron allure

Saffron allure

The saffron embers of the May flame
smouldering through the month of July...

Experience diluted

Experience Diluted

The song was heard,

the singer remained unseen;

behind bobbing heads...

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Straddling two worlds

Straddling two worlds

To let go of the old,
and venture into the new...
there is curiosity to explore; 
yet wariness of the unknown.


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Coy Maiden

Slowly she moved to hide behind the veil of clouds...

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Reaching out...

Reaching out...

sometimes one has to

be invisible and yet be there,

be silent and yet be heard

reach out without touching...

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Where did all the moments go?

Where did all the moments go?


Some days go by in a flurry,

 from morn to eve

 its a bustle of activities,

 No time to stop,  no time to notice.


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Between Y'day and Today

Between Y'day and Today


Yesterday stood an edifice here
today razed to the grounds
Y'day there was noise and laughter
today deserted and silent
Y'day walls, tiles and roof
today stones and rubble ...

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Homecoming

Homecoming

the little boys were coming home

stooping down with bulky bags,

swirling their lunch bags in war

renting the air with piercing shrieks

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Growing up!

Growing up!

 The child fell down cycling.

 He got up, brushed his bottom.

 He saw his mom, and bawled out loud

 The mother walked up to him unhurriedly  

 gave him a tight slap!

The boy mounted his cycle and rode off...

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Making Amends

Making Amends

Are you annoyed? Are you offended?
For words that were not uttered?
For deeds that were not committed?


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Street Performers

Street Performers

He flung the baby up into the air
and then caught him in his palm
the onlookers gasped and turned away
the baby chuckled in glee!

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July Is here!

Listening

Listening  to the  footsteps that never arrived
Listening to the knock that never struck
Pausing, listening, waiting...




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The River begins...