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Existence
Nondescript am INondescript…Invisible to people,Who don’t see me.Who don’t feel me.Who don’t know me.Before you, but not.A piece on the floor or of the floor.Or a fly on the wall.Maybe, a figment of imagination,Of a Writers Call!I exist but could equally not exist.I am required,But only as an insignificant interlude,To a classical masterpiece.I am there,But are you sure?I speak,Words you neither hear,Nor listen let alone understand.I shout!I scream!I cry!Faded in the din,Of an angry crowd.A cruel and unforgiving worldWhose only logicIs the benefit of oneBut I am,And I matter,Because I existNot in the way you do,Not because of you,Not for you.Rather inspite of youI exist and so I Am.I will!I do!Period!No logic!No questions!No explanations!Only the sheer JoyOf being!(Dedicated to the Nondescript people of this world)You May Also Like
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The Child
The child sees the soul within.No difference whether stout or lean.Nor any between the rich or poorNo caste..No religion..Nor colour of skin.The child sees only love within.Love unconditional from this God’s being.Then what does it matter,Where you are from?Or who you are?Or where you have been?A smiling face,A happy laugh,A heart that’s full,And arms wide open,Is all it wants!The child only sees the God within.The good in one,And the Joy within.The child sees no boundaries.All borders wear thin.Or Lies or half truths!!And sans deceit!Are we then to blame?To teach the child this “strategic game”?To teach about the differences!!About the rich and poor!About the caste and creed!Religion and region!About the many Gods!And the geographical divides!If only the child, we stayed,Who sees only the pure in one.The truth!And the soul withinAnd with the purity of that soul,We live with…A boundary less border!!An emotional connect!!One God!One World!And the One within and without!If only….You May Also Like
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Love – Undefined!
Love is ever undefined,All logics undermined.When the brain stops,And the heart does a flop,Then you know,You are in loves’ flow.And then with the mind,You try and bindBut the heart has flown,To some foreign shore.And try as you might,To see the light.But love, my friend,Has dealt the Beckhams’ bend.The sun shines,On the cloudiest day.And the moon does beckon,On the darkest night.The wind does call out,The name so sweet.“You are in love!”“You are in love!”So my dear friend,This I say,Follow the heartAnd let it have it’s say.Cause the joy of life,Is this very loveCause love forever stays,Forever Undefined!!You May Also Like
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Ode to Good Friend
Tis, we met but yesterday,And now we are Four.While we were just fooling around,This day we were sure.Whirlwind was the romance,And beautiful is this forever dance.Chances we took on unknown shores,Today is but folklore.Time with you has been so good.Blossoming every day as it should.And in the short time we hadYou gave us a fine bonny lad.Whose presence makes it all worthwhile,A thousand words in his mere smile.And your reflection in him is very clear,Pocket dynamite and so dear.Thank you, Love for the yesterday.Bounty that you gave to me.Thank you for the day, today.
For life has found its being.And if the joyous journey that has beenIs just the start of things to beThank you for being with meMy good friend, Amore!!You May Also Like
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Kaleidoscope
Life is at its endAnd death at its beginningWhat once was,Now is not.What was once, but a bud.Now withered to give way,To a new day.And the night is now dawn;And dusk sets in again.A rejoiced life is now gone.And a glorious death has to but come.The eagle flies above,While its prey lies below.Each waiting for its fate.And on towards the pearly gates!Age has set in,In buildings and peopleNo cosmetic surgeriesOr new beginningsThe heights of gloryNow tells a sad storyAges bygoneNow standing in the ruins.The cat strays on to the road,While the dog has his say.The caterpillar moves on,And becomes the butterflyEaten by the owlWho was on the prowlWhile the humans glide onMerely existing on this planeUsing and abusingBut like all on this earthAll waiting for the endFor the circle to complete itselfEach end a new beginningAnd each beginning must but endJoy of death and sorrow of lifeEach a mustIn this kaleidoscope called life.You May Also Like
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CIRCLE OF LIFE
I have nothing.
Yet everything is in me.
The less I know, the more I think.
The more I think, the more I strive.
The more I strive, the more I do.
The more I do, the more I learn.
The more I learn, the more I gain.
The more I gain, the more I am.
The more I am, the less I know.
Till I am not.
Ego shattered.
Complete In the joy of this void.
And in this holy pyre,
The self burns,
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MIRACLE
This is dedicated to my son written as he was coming into this world!____________________________________________Waiting in expectation,
37.4 weeks of gestation.Apprehensively ecstatic,
For this Miraculous Magic.
What will be?
How is we?
Reactions confused.
Selves are bemused.
The Storks have flown,
From the world unknown.
To this Earth they come,
With the beat of a drum.
Is it our hearts that beat,
Or our minds that darts.
From here to eternity,
And back to reality.
And when the visitor came through,
A roar was heard from tree to tree.
‘I am’, ‘I am Here’ Just Who the hell r u???
And so finally the King does cometh!
And when the King gazed,
And all were dazed.
At sheer glory and with eyes wide opened,
His subjects flattened.
With the brows knitted,
While the eyes fretted.
Face to face
Scanning with rapid pace.
And when the feet began to move,
Kicked everything not in groove.
And the hands pawed at every wall.
The Rex did not like his way stalled.
Words are few.
Yet the feelings like dew.
Every moment a new emotion,
Before this tiny ‘Gods creation’!!
Bundle of Joy
Or the Good Friend’s ploy
The King is here,
Finally my Dear!!
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Barbed Wire Fences
Barbed wire fences
And chains around the heart
In the grind
Of the circle called life
On and on we go
Around a meaningless show
Where does thou stop
One does not know
Yet we slave on
To be free
Yet what defines freedom
And what is this bond
Or bondages unbound
Freedom is not
Or is Freedom a knot
Tied to barbed wire fences
Where we live in the luxury of nothing
And call it freedom profound
We are but fools
With existences defined
Around are the barbed wire fences
And the joys of it abound.
