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enticed by   \\  the alluring
promise of everlasting sweetness•i had
shed all trepidation to indulge in this lone
songstress•hanging on its own, just enough
within my arm's length•seemed so easy but
a formidable test of strength•i had reached
and plucked without in mind, the doubt of
myth•held it for an instant before sinking
in my teeth•it's the sole mouthful that
had brought about this perpetual
racking cough•it's the apple...
that i should've never taken
a big bite        out of...•

The most testing period of my research life (and my life too) coincided with the most prolific period of poetry writing of mine.

For more than 50 days on a trot, I wrote about 50 poems and almost none were mediocre, and few of them were my best. A poem a day. Almost! Which is unimaginable at the beginning of this year

Now I'm going for an onslaught for a work I have been battling all these days. I need all my energy and mental and physical resources.

Yes. I'm gonna take a break. A small break.

Will come back rejuvenated with all your wishes and blessings.

Thanks for the encouragement and collaborations

I'll be back!

A long poem is
Me...

A longer poem is
You and me..

The longest poem is
We both together.

Under the stark starry night
Listening to winds fight..

Our eyes staring into each other
Together we are lost in poetry...

returned servicemen and women
have many stories of horror
etched in their heads
their experiences in fields of conflict
never are erased
an indelible mark
is left for a lifetime

post traumatic stress
the nightmares and hell
play in their thoughts
they never leave
the war zone
behind

scars remain
that come to the surface
every now and then
these remnant pieces
telling of the horrors
over and over
again

a soldier departs
the stage of war
yet in his mind's corridors
a ghastliness lingers
within his core