Faith
When you want something bad,
And it can’t be had
You feel sad
And at times mad.
At times there is no choice,
And to maintain your poise
You have to say yes to what is
And restore your mental peace.
You have to go down deep
And then take a giant leap,
To be aware of what is
There are times when you have to give life a miss.
Once the negativity is released,
You reclaim your natural ease.
Now is the only moment you can live
You finally come to believe.
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O, Conscience...! ! ! !
Overcome with remorse and guilt,
O, Conscience… stress has built...
I can’t sleep and just ruminate,
What if, I had shown some restraint?
“My dear, no point in regrets,
Don’t ask what if… it’s too late.
Fact that you have come to realise
Is atonement… for now…suffice
You have reached a turning point,
Keep this crucial appointment…
Dear, wise learn, from their mistakes,
Forgive your transgression and make
A conscious effort to not be complacent
Go about life mindfully to be resilient…”
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Of sunrise, noon and sunset...! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I don’t want the time to stop
Or long to turn back the clock.
Am happy just where am now
A bit wild, spirited and mellow.
Does it sound a bit contradictory?
No, no not to me; it’s satisfactory.
Life doesn’t come with a guidebook,
I humbly face the truth… look.
If given a chance to be young again
Chances are its going to be of no gain.
Why, I may again be silly and uncouth,
Sanity hijacked by arrogance of youth.
Eyes wander to grand father’s clock in room,
Its still tells time well; a prized family heirloom.
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Shall We Dance
Shall we dance?
He tentatively asked
Love at first glance…
Shall we dance?
I would love to
She was waiting to be asked…
Shall we dance?
If that’s what you want…
Forget I asked…
Shall we dance?
Please give me space,
Contempt on face.
Shall we dance?
Go to our favourite haunt,
What do you want?
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Awareness
Sitting in Costa Coffee,
Sipping my Earl Grey tea,
I wanted to be alone,
And didn’t want to meet anyone
I have known.
I sat and stared
At people passing by,
Talking animatedly and looking at the ware.
Sitting in the Mall
Does ease my mind,
And I feel free of stuff that makes me feel appalled.
Amused I saw escalators,
Ferrying people to and fro
And felt we have really come far.
I just needed a change,
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As the Monsoon Retreats
Besides the smell
Of the earth,
Lush green trees,
Garden weeds,
And the sound of the rain
Music to my ears, after
Dust storms and hot winds.
I loved the
Croaking of the frogs.
After dusk fall
Twinkling fireflies.
The call of the Cicadas,
Although a bit
Eerie at night.
I would exclaim
Monsoon brings
Wild life
Full of sounds
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In a Reflective Mood
Life has no gurantees...
Mind has no boundaries...
Love has no expiry date....
Compassion has no nameplate...
Soul has no death...
Deception has no depth....
Beauty has no age....
Truth has no guage....
Anger has no friend....
Courage has no dead end....
A lie has no conscience....
Conflict has no sentience...
Violence has no cadence....
Cruelty has no penance...
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Potter's wheel! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
At times the only warmth, colour
Touch, contact, fragrance
Comes from a steaming
Cup of tea.
Hugging it,
Am transported
To the world
Of the potter
Who lovingly gave
It shape with
His warm hands
On the wheel.
Chose a green motif
Of Peepul leaf
To decorate it
And then baked and
Glazed it.
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When Love Is Dead
When love is dead
You move to separate beds.
You try to be polite
And ignore every slight.
When love is dead
You just nod your head,
Without paying attention
To what your partner mentions.
When love is dead
Although you share bread,
And live under the same roof
You do your best to remain aloof.
When love is dead
it becomes easy to shed,
any kind of pretence
as now it makes no sense.
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Bliss
Cascading waterfall,
Sound of rainfall
On the windshield.
Terraced fields
Majestic deodars,
A little afar,
So high
Reaching for the sky.
Clouds so low,
Grass covered with snow.
Cool whispering breeze,
Hot cups of tea
On the wayside stall.
Tightly wrapped shawl,
Gurgling river,
Emerald water,
Verdant hills,
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