The soul flies high....

The tinkle of my anklets 
had become silent with time
And now a whiff from the past 
Stir sleeping memories
No anklets on my feet
And yet the chime resonates
There is no dais
And yet my feet they dance
to a soundless melody...

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Betrayal

Ambushed by shrapnel words searing the soul piercing, lacerating vitriolic volley

bloodless wounds never to heal Invisible scars Silent screams Unshed tears Unspent fury

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Resurgence...

Hidden truths
Smothered For years…
Frozen anger
Buried deep

Eulogical chants,
Uttered in delusion
Hollow sounds of
Ignorant grief
Rending the air

The ice cracks
Streams of fury
Gurgling and frothing
Threatening to spill over…

Futile fervour
Not worthwhile
Let Bygones be
The haze has cleared

Seething no more
Rage spent
Breathing calm
In benign repose …

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To the unknown

Of talent I claim not…

Of skill I pretend not...
Of technique I know not…
Of Craft I dare not…

Just a bold Gesture;
of exhilaration, of enchantment
Of fulfillment, of gratitude
Of serenity, of surrender…

Merely a response from within
To a call from without,
To reach out to the Beyond…
To the Unknown…

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The Game is over

The shimmering , blinding veneer
painstakingly built
Over years of solitary toil 
Came crumbling down
The mask ripped into shreds
Scattered in the dust

The hideous face contorted in wickedness
hitherto hidden
now unveiled for all to gape at
raw emotions swathed in toxic sounds
Like pus oozing out from festering wounds
The charade exposed

The moments slithered in serpentine loops
All fury spent , a hollow crumbly shell
Stooped in self loathing,
Stripped of all remnants
of glory and elegance…
the stench prevails...



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Remembering...

When I think about those days

I know how I felt about you

I know what I remember,

I remember when the moments froze

As You looked deep into my eyes

Your eyes so intense

Like they bore into my soul

We spoke without words

We heard without sounds

How strange was it

That the world kept moving

Blissfully unaware of the turmoil

Unleashed In two hearts

The whole universe had changed

And yet no one knew

The minds welded together

Together or far apart

All the difference made

Simply because

You knew someone cared

Someone remembered… 

Making the twilight hour

A tint brighter

Making the wait for the dawn

Worth the while…

It's been a long time now

And now I wonder what you thought about me,

How you felt about me then

About our time together

What is it that you remember about me

What is it that you liked about me

Which are those little moments that you cherish

What is it that you miss

When you remember me now?

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Sanctum of Silence

seeking solace in silence

silence is loud

silence is easier

silence is comfy

the air is dense

with unspoken thoughts

words not uttered

reluctant  to spill

when there's nothing to be said

how does one make small talk

carving  words from nowhere

creating contrived sounds

such a pain, such a waste

don't mistake my silences

but if no happy words

why speak at all?

crawling into myself

seeking refuge 

am not angry, am not sour

just that silence is soothing

silence is easy

silence is comfy

I love the sound of silence...


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Blistered

discontent thick like an oil slick
leaching the soul 
bitterness gnawing the insides
scourging it raw






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Life decoloured

They bathed her in turmeric

draped her in scarlet silk

adorned her with crimson bangles

smeared her parting with vermillion

strung her hair with jasmine...



Then amid wailing and tears

they swathed her in white

shattered her bangles

smudged the vermillion

ripped away the jasmine


leaving her stripped and bereft

in body, mind and soul...



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Listening....

the burnished last leaves of autumn 

lying in wait for tranquil footsteps

their muted sighs rustling in the wind...

  

waiting  to whisper in my ears

tales unspoken, unheard

before they shrivel and drop...

  

why don't I tarry, the walk is  eternal,

the time is beyond, I'm in no hurry.

For I've no promises to keep before I sleep... 

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Chimera

teetering on the brink hovering over another world, another time... possibilities,probabilities never visited,never ventured
but in dreams...

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Unresolvable...

Looking askance questions looming Answers sought None forthcoming...

Gone forever

Its been awhile
the vales had been silent
the waves had ebbed
the soul lulled to slumber
and then from the beyond
again a beckon...

shhh...A plea;
do not awaken 
sleeping thoughts
the time is past
do not reckon...

that which was, ceases
that which is, remains
that which cannot, doesn't;

let bygones be bygones...


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Awaiting

the days have trundled by 
in pleasant lethargy 
a tinge of pall lines the horizon...

standing at the fringes of Time
anticipating the tides to change...

Loud Silences

a thought is born unbidden seeking escape it shall not find words to adorn deep inside the soul it remains hidden, unspoken

no words shall escape my lips, 
my thoughts shall remain caged - 
hear my silences ,understand, respond...

the loveliest thoughts are left unspoken...

Feeling you...

when the skies darken the wind caresses my hair the crimson of the horizon spreads across my cheeks I close my eyes and find you beside

why is it that on such days as this I feel you are not afar but somewhere near...

Crossroads

Until we make the decision, 
the mind vacillates. 
Pause, hear the voice of your soul and choose- 
don't turn back...

Crests and Troughs

a world deep inside, a world separate, a world far removed...
and then some fetters drag you in,suck you in, 
you tug, you pull to stay afloat...

the ripples recede,the waters are placid once again,
you sink into the illusory stupor 
until yet another stone is thrown
into the river of life..

In vain...

a nudge, a whisper, a yawn, 
stray words to clinch attention...
all futile shots...
random oblivion 
or conscious neglect?

Sting of Envy

a sharp twinge of envy...
singeing the soul
no salve that soothes
the searing sting...

Moving on...

the sound of my name on your lips the call for me in your voice... to listen, to respond, once again...

to have spoken, to have listened,
retracing some steps from the past... 
the heart is gladdened; 
and the present is enlivened

Spreading cheer...

surly faces rapt in centered zones
the conductor though was in a witty mood
chirping merrily random comments
slowly, warily glances exchanged,smiles flickered
 the world inside the bus had become a warmer place...





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Pack of Dominoes

A series of events unravel

like a pack of toppling dominoes

now to stack them up again

neatly, correctly

such a pain, let them remain

scattered, fallen... 

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Twilight

The twilight blaze

pours its molten gold

into the blue...

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Deception

The sky beckons

avowing Eternity;

I feign ignorance

The ripples have receded for now,

the surface is placid;

who looks beneath-

the beguiling serenity...

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My Most Beautiful Thing

                                                        MY MOST BEAUTIFUL THING 

                                                                                 

When I think about my most beautiful thing, I can only think about moments in my life that have spurred exquisite joy, untold gratitude within me. Such beautiful moments have been splattered on the fabric of my life at random moments , enriching its hue and texture. Moments that I've been aware of as being most Special Blessings even as they unfolded into the weft and warp of my present. Moments that I enjoyed while experiencing them and watching them with full awareness. Moments that I highlighted and then set them aside in the recesses of my soul, knowing that I would want to revisit them , savouring the richness and the flavour over and over again in the future.

Some such moments fell into my lap during my recent stay with my brother and family. It was a most beautiful time that I had with them and I kept on gathering the sparkling gems of memory each day. The love and the care that was doled out to me by the dollops, I lapped up greedily. Small, simple daily gestures of affection, care and consideration borne of love had my heart brimming with joy and gratitude.  It was sheer delight to spend quality time with my brother, sister- in-law and my two darling nephews.  I do not know what Tomorrow may bring, but I do know that the sacred memory of the last two months with my brother's family, I'll cherish until my last breath.  
                                                   

Those exquisite moments of-                                                       

joy, gratitude and serenity                                                                  

swelling within the soul;

threatening to burst forth 

as tears through the eyes...

I close my eyes, 

clutching my memories- 

tight to my soul;

I whisper my Thanks -

to the Universe,

For The Most Beautiful Moments!

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Clutter

Clutter (July 31st)

haphazard, random,reckless, 

unruly, impulsive incoherent thoughts

tumbling over one another...


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Noise

Noise (July 30th) 

words and sounds

redundant in sense 

assaulting the ears


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Stark Terrain

Stark Terrain (July 29th)

I look outside eagerly

Nothing, Have I gone blind?

I peek within

I find huge, cumbersome boulders

that cannot be chipped or polished

they just sit there heavy and immovable.

(image courtesy from original picture at:http://www.earth.ox.ac.uk/~oesis/field/medium/granite1.jpg)

Looking...

Looking (July 28th)

The leaves, the trees, 
the wind,the soil

they are all silent

not a  story 

not even a whisper...


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