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Sometimes she visits
leaves mind no traces
sometimes she lingers
for long

Sometimes her spirit
quickly vanishes
sometimes she stays
like a song!

Sometimes she dresses
real too fast
sometimes her clothes
she not finds

Sometimes she presses
for her fill of lust
sometimes she messes
my mind!

Sometimes her eyes
upon mine stay
sometimes her cries
look away

Sometimes her smile
showers like rain
sometimes they rile
cause me pain!

Sometimes her hands
cling to me tight
sometimes like sands
drift away

Sometimes her lands
are hazy and grey
she seems remote
far away!

*Yet she ever makes me feel
she loves me upon her sight
me her heart always wills
all of the day and night!
 Oct 2014 Nandini
Amitav Radiance
Words penned centuries ago
Comes alive each time we read
Taking us back to that moment
Holding hand of those words
And time travelling to the past era
Showing us vivid imageries
Of what the writer has gone through
Inspirations, triumphs, failures, heartbreaks
Solitude, travels and an insight to his world
Connecting with the soul
Through the words penned in indelible ink
Each page, a revelation
Still living in words and within the pages
Faint heartbeat of the distant past
Reverberates in each composition
Immortal through the words
And still holding the rich legacy
Antique words, relevant even today
 Oct 2014 Nandini
Ann M Johnson
Don't judge based on outward appearance
You will miss the beauty that lays within
Don't miss an opportunity to make a new friend
If you look past the outer disguise
That person might be the one that is there to comfort you
when you cry
Don't let a good friend pass you by listen with your heart
sorrow's river
floods in tears
the weeping lasts
for many years

sadness staining
the hearts of the bereaved
with a constancy

the soul's eye
ever spills
torrents
of
loss
rising
waters
the
impost

consolation
comes
to
comfort
the
existing
as the inundation
subsides
into
healing
 Oct 2014 Nandini
Pax
I outfitted my worn-out clothes
Then in the far mirror, I see myself
I look behind the old me
Look pass the masked he wears,
Staring…  

After what seems like a few seconds,
I finally asked him;

“Have I neglected you?”

He didn’t answer…
A single tear fell in his left eye
And then I understood…

“I am sorry, I let you stay behind
masked for too long
muffled you for quite some time.
We all know society is cruel place to be.
We need to be strong and I needed to be stronger.
It was for our sake.
But then it was just me being a coward
                            - afraid to faced reality.

Now look at us, we’re both crying for the decisions
we’ve made long ago. It was not your fault,
I’m to blame with all of this crap.
I made you do it, I convinced you with my
Fears. And I am truly sorry for that.”


I break down into sobs. He simply hugs me, not saying anything.
Then he fades away.

I dried away the tears I shed
And found something,
     a feeling I never knew he give.
I found forgiveness.
I was able to forgive myself
From the things I did.
To stay past the past mistake,
To face the new kinda old me…

Then I realized;
It is important to forgive yourself
To be able to move forward.





written 09/27/2014
*© Pax
Taken from the depths of my soul. Very raw. An emotional pondering.

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/willyampax/1419114/
 Oct 2014 Nandini
Ann M Johnson
Blank page
either a source
      Of frustration
               Or
                 Endless
                        Possibilities
It is hard when you are not sure what to write at times whether for an assignment or creative writing. It helps to think on the positive side about Endless Possibilities.
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