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Mar 3 · 78
The One
I thought I left you a while back
But I realized, you didn't
Today I dreamt about you
You were beautiful as ever

Your naked body shining in the moonlight
Me watching your shy eyes begging for a kiss
I close my eyes & I wake up
With tears in my eyes & rain in my ears
She was "The One"
Mar 3 · 76
There is beauty in working with hands
That I can never describe in words
Yet here I give it a try, before my land goes dry

Everyday I sow seeds & plant plants
Without knowing what they'll look like
In years to come, when there's no music to hum

Some say it's boring farm work
Under hot sun & cold rain
Yet I keep doing it over & over

For I know why I'm growing
As it's the only way to a world
Free of tyranny, depression & eternal suffering

So I'll keep growing till my land goes dry
For I need to feed the last man on earth
Give him hope & few seeds to grow.
From the time when I was working in a permaculture farm
Jan 8 · 219
Why ?
When words lose their meanings
When Authenticity becomes an act
When truth  starts to hurt
When solitude is nowhere to be found

I'll start asking my questions

Why do you need to lie ?
Why do you need to act ?
Why don't you speak your mind ?
Why don't you enjoy the silence ?
Sep 2019 · 71
Searching for Answers
Dinesh Padisetti Sep 2019
Why do I feel so lonely
Even though I'm surrounded by all these people
Is my heart searching for someone
Who can touch my soul & other parts

How can I stop this conflict in me
About wanting & not wanting love at the same time
When will I learn to feel again
All those things I forgot long ago
Sep 2019 · 117
Dinesh Padisetti Sep 2019
I'm a wandering soul
With a meandering goal
Some say, choose something
And stick to it, it's a good thing
It's like a life
With only one wife
While I want a mistress
Even though I'm in distress
Sep 2019 · 494
Dinesh Padisetti Sep 2019
For days I wandered
In the mountains green, white & brown
Drinking from cold water streams
Eating berries & watching slugs
Sharing my tent with people from strange lands
Walking steep trails & lighting camp fires
Walking with sun & gazing at snow mountains
Sadly I walk down from heaven
Back to humanity all alone
Wondering what I found in nature
That I couldn't find in people

— The End —