Busy life
Riveting thoughts
Sometimes in my mind lost

Vulnerable
Have my inhibitions and fears
Truthfully
Fearless in my conduct
Intimidating to some
Intimidated by few

Loved and despised
The reason same
Being me
Can’t change for any

Independent, I, alone
Together
Belongs to we and us all

It’s ok not to be understood
Many mini me
Integrated into one
Quirky and complicated, it is to be

While I know of
What’s seen in plain sight
Sometimes missing the hidden insight

Feminist in my beliefs
Only to reconfirm and believe
That equality is for one and all

To live and love all
Always will and believe
Yes A Woman
That is me :)

Literally ,
Legally Labeled A Literate
Little less Literate in Literature

A Treatise
On
Tracing Towering Twirling
Thoughts on the Threshold

Winsome Words Wielded
Well Wrought  And
Welded In Wondrous Wares

I wish I could delete all the good memories
Of the place and time
Ever lingering
In my mind
To erase the pain of missing them
Time after time
In hindsight

Happenings that have to happen
Control none can't have , ever
Good and bad
By chance
Happenings , that have to happen
Control none can't have, ever

The heart does try multitasking
One two three ,snapping
Out of tune go the heartstrings

The Mind takes cognizance of the situation
Takes the heart for a mini vacation
Fine tuned the aberrations
The heart pumping back to the beats of happy notation

The Heart and The Mind
Do the Jive
Happy ,The Heart
Keeps ,The Mind alive

Behind the palm trees
In the vast, rust coloured sky
Sets the orange sun

Like periwinkle blooms
Bright and upright
Glossy white
Anew the day
Happy New Year
Love and peace
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The moon, shy and demure
In her peaches and cream finery
Appears into the faint blue sky
Glides up delicate and slow
As the sky turns midnight blue
Soon she changes hue
Rises in full glory
As she goes up the charcoal sky
amongst the twinkling stars to stay
Now in a fiery orange glow

Hope
Lay in silence
Rebuked and renounced

Abandoned
Feeble its voice
But fair

Frail
Its hands, paints
Patterns of life

Silence and hope
Have a pattern
They paint

Bright
Colour on the walls
Drew grace

Hope resurfaced

Bound,
not for an eternity
Transient, this existence

Untethered,
bond with freedom
Know the boundaries

This year played some sad song
To hear happy ones, we all do long
Hope, everyone stays safe and strong

May we take slow and steady steps
And say yes, to life and living
May life play many lovely songs

The tempo in rhythm with the beat of every heart
My prayers for everyone
To be with loved ones and celebrate this precious life
Merry Christmas, dear all
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Footprints in the sand don’t last long

Clingy wet mud, lightly does one trudge
The footprints fudged

Fine grained mud, one walks slow, soon to dust the footprints turn

The paws that tread on the wet concrete, footprints one
too many...

Permanent
the unknowns left

Mind O Mind

The Mind is jobless
At times reckless
Always boundless
On a flight of thoughts
No looking back
Racing away

'The Heart'
has  to pick up the pace
In slow whispers

Urges

'The Mind'

To hold on
Cool down
  
Again

Now faster ,
losing its own breath

'The Heart'
beats faster
          
Urging

Oh please, 'Mind O Mind'

Hold on
Cool down Cool down....

'The Mind'
finally slows down
Cools down
Winks on
Now both at the same pace  

'The Mind and The Heart'
In Tandem.


Phew ...

Bird in the blue sky
Tiny wings, aims to fly high
Up the mountains, tweets

The mind is infinite
The core of our inner being
The world it shows
Admirable and to truly believe
Like nobody knows
Need not know
Connected and righteous in its own rights
For the world to believe in you
The truth of being true to self
For the truth, does wrong to none

As the wild & wide ocean believes in self
Rumbles and roars
From the deepest part of its core
It never depletes
The sun, the moon and the wind
Eternally bound, the bond
Replete
The inner circle of life
Oceanic core infinite

Insecurity Instills
'Fear Of Loss'
Security Walks
'Free Of Possessions'

Neither in the mustard fields
Nor on the sandy shore
Undocumented
The story lay bare

Unabated, the winds
Blew away everything that was

Heavy blanketed
The night sleeps hazy, cozy
Yet another day
Wordless
The thoughts dream

I knew the world
The world that I knew
Kept me spinning
On its axis
Still my feet firmly planted
Scented flowers, whirled down
Free, fresh off the tree
They fell on the lawn
Did they know, the cycle of renewals
Further they flew, blown away by the wind
Each spinning like a pinwheel
The paper flowers
Planted on the railings
Colours abloom

Hp doesn’t want to read
Post as you please
Hp doesn’t want to show its feed
The streams mostly go empty
Sometimes some words
Are seen
Rest they all go hiding
Under a rock
Or into unknown dreams
Waking to
The empty Hp stream

Mind -heart -soul
Makes  One whole
Each play A Role

The wind dancers, green
Painted toes brown, dainty feet
Planted in the mud

Limbless
In a vacuum
Swims my mind

Little flower
That blooms
Anonymous

Leaf abound green
Leafless chills
In autumn

Awake the owl
Night sleeps
It preys

Truth is layered
The Sun defies
Lies

Broken
The words
Knew a chain

Joining the dots
What will
It be
Will be a blot on the paper
A word a sentence
A poem perhaps

There it was
Flipping the pages
Was it the wind
True to itself
The sounds create
The rhythm
Too perfect

What do I say
I know
What do I say

Can it be the same
Will it be
As it was
Joining the dots

True to itself
The rhythm
Will they
The words
Make a line
A sentence

What do I say
Perhaps

Joining the dots

Hazy muddy puddles
Glorious smiles brown and clear
Children frolic’n roll

Flowers simmer
In summer, a relief
April showers

Presence deeply felt
Absence too
Coexisting in a nucleus
Valence
bound
The feeling
And not
Effervescence

Timely wrapped
To make a word wrap

Saves a thought
From a word drought

Survival from the swamp
No word ever goes damp

In a happy place
Believing in each other
Two hearts, together

Dreams bloom from the sunny sunflowers
Fragrant in their wake, a burst of colours
Rain sprinkled
A canvas, ready to be framed
Nurtured in the streams, by rivers and lakes
Questions none
who harboured them
Or how many

It Comes uninvited
The stress
Holds one in its embrace
No
It has no grace

Listening skills it has poor
To let go
It hears not ,no more

The victim breathes faint
To fend it off at the slightest
One may ask

Mercy

Its a Herculean task
It comes uninvited
The monstrous stress

Thoughts have a mind of their own
Effervescent their essence
Some like words
Some pretend
Some sail past
Few have to be executed
Some need action
Past their prime
Some evade words
Ever changing thoughts
Like waves and clouds
Make shapes
Soundless, ever present

Fisherman’s net spread
No shoals
Transparent its soul, shiny sheen
The ocean dances to a rhythm known
Its own
Eclectic muse
Moves like a danseuse
Like the flowers in spring
Under the morning sun
Luminous
The ocean swells
Scattering gems
Sparkling diamonds
Embers of sapphire
Slivers of gold
Secrets of the ocean
Never held
Sunrise to sunset
Serendipitous moments
Gently unfold

I like the way
The mellow January Sun
Shines by the evening in my kitchen

Winds soar sway and sing
A farewell song to the sea
Heavy clouds hang low

A whiff of salty air
Wayward breeze flipping your hair
Mirthful birds
dart into the waves for a quick bite of fish
The sun smiles with a orange glow
As it takes a bow, at the horizon

With my interests in tow
And my feelings bottled in an anti spill jar
I set out for places afar

Marinating emotions
By the ocean

Consumed by the sea

To sink in the view
From the ocean’s blue

A Live Cauldron
The Soul
Enshrined
No Wonder it Shines

Colours in the sky
Blend into the blue

Golden yellow
The mellow sun

Bids adieu
Slides to the west

Slender and tall
The shadows fall

Sudden rains
A little downpour

Shiny wet
The platform gets

Daily
Life goes on

Moments to moments
Faces change

It’s a journey
Destinations await

Giving in to their pretences
Follow every word they say
Blame the heart
Knows the only way

The heart
Believes and trusts, so rust it must
Lies they give and shelf the truth
That’s their truth, and rust it must

The distilled quiet
Quite a sign of disquietude

The sun shines bright
Overcast skies eclipses the light

In the shell the baby bird thrives
Invisible shells hard to break

Glass, transparent as can be seen
Breaks into shards, toughened or not

Distance, not in metrics
It’s the words, absence or otherwise

Parallel lines, forever run along
A journey, towards the end, begins

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Iridescent wings, the butterfly sings
Purple sunbird, makes round trips to the marigolds, and flutters by the hibiscus
In moments of flight and being still
The wings sing a symphony mid air
A pattern of life and flight
As the eagle appears in the sky


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