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People live
Leave
Leave a legacy
Bound for a journey
Every body takes
Nobody returns
mere thoughts
You fill my Heart
With leaky sodden secrets , First
And Then
Question my Trust
Oh it does Hurt
The Mistrust

Yet
Without Hesitation
Will always help you Fix
Your runny overwhelming Emotions

Your presence in my Life
Time and Again
Will always be There
No Despair
But a place for You
In my Heart
Rare

Leave them be
Headphones on
Cancelling sounds
Yours and theirs
Equalisers on
Fine tuned within
Listen to the song
And truly belong
Perfection is being content in ones own world

Perfection is perceiving the cracks in the wall as a piece of art
Withered autumnal branches
Dreaming of blooms in spring

Perfection sought, to please the world
Leaves one imperfect and discontented
In this, perception oriented perfect world
Compare not
Do not come and pare down
What is not yours

In a courtroom
Judgments are fineĀ Ā 
Out of that, keep it to yourself

Talent is to show
Come out and shine
Latent lost, never undermine
Couldn’t come up with a title
Been writing too much !!
Early morning fog
Winter smiles through the curtains
Dew on the flowers
The mornings are most pleasant around this time!
Finally winter smiles :))

Thank you so much, RK( Rita)
For the sunshine for my simple thoughts here :)

November has arrived
Embers of wordsĀ Ā 
Gentle remembrance
It seeks, to stay warm

Past and beyond
These empty lines
A wish to fulfil
Thoughts to redefine

Hopeful it seems
A word a memory
Disassociated
With certain thoughts

Meaningless without words
Mundane defined
Lost thoughts
Connected lines
Now
Now
Moments of simplicity wasted not

To make hours of happiness

Why is light deep within
And in Darkness not seen

Line after line, the words follow
A ritual, every now and then

A heart in the cookie engraved
Beautiful still

Bold are the ones, with depth,
shallows stand, in test, for depth

Forever skies,
Nowhere words
Today as I try
I don’t have the words
Yet, can’t express
I call him and say
Happy Father’s Day
And wish him the best
As he has been to us
Thank you
Can’t express yet!!

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

Thatched roof gazebo, ocean air
The plastic of the chair
Tanned, beige to a tad bit brown
The sunning shows wear, but no tear

The view of the sea
From the highway
Foaming, white lather cream
A dreamer’s dream, within

The canoe, rightly placed
The blue of it juxtaposed
To the green of sea and the trees
A journey to begin
Bad it says
The gateway sad
Words to tow
The server slow

502, an error true
Leaves me blue
Lips are dry
smile wry
Week after weekĀ Ā 
I put words to sleep
Today they haunt
My every thought

Bad it says
The gateway sad
Words to tow
The server slow

Hello Poetry says
You have a page
Home is where
The heart lies
Don’t you lie
When the page is stuck
Without any luck
Poetry dies

Bad it says
The gateway sad
Words to tow
The server slow
Yet another, error 502 inspired thoughts

Last one for the night :))
The sun rose up to a woken slumber
On the west side of the sky
Not realising it was afternoon
For the people on the earth
Surprised they didn’t know which way to go
On a winter’s day, when not many are outdoors
Was it rise or to set, that the sun chose today
To see if it was alright to go other way
I don't care about what you said
Unhinged
Off the curb
To throw me off track
Trying hard to distract
The target
My unsuspecting heart

I will not care about what you will say
Cause I have learned
And
Learnt it well
From someone
Never to get distracted
While driving on the highway
But I will keep in check
What I speak
Try as you may
To throw me off track
Or distract

Please read at your own expense
The writer has not understood
What
Transpired between
The thoughts and words
The eyes with a voracious appetite
The tongue knows no thirst
The heart all sated
The mind, of all, knows the taste
There are reasons to smile
In gratitude for all the good times
Wrapped away in a warm blanket
Of summertime

Sweet sunshine of nostalgia streams
Through the growing years of memories
Unpacked and dusted through masks
The antiques got a golden makeover
Polished and restored to their prime

Ash from the sacred fire rose
Sandalwood incense lit close
Fragrance of the past lingers
On the sunlit doors

Harmoniously
Blending the old and new within
Hopes renewed and happiness felt
Laughter echoed through the corridors
Lighting up the eyes of old and wise

The old dusty path
Weather beaten roads

Lead to the farm
With an old barn

The sun shinesĀ 
with a light afternoon
breeze

Orange cosmos flowers,
grow wild in the
green hills

Silvery white, slender fragrant flowers,
bloom on the Indian cork trees

The full moon glows through the night
On the old dusty path


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One step right

Two steps back

What went wrong

No one has the right

To wrong anyone

What went up

Is the angry flame

brought it down

To ashes and pain

Two steps back

Up and right

What went down

In plain sight

Brought insight

Up and down

Right and wrong

Life is one big song
Too many thoughts, last to be worded tonight :)
In Solidarity
Limited , Not by Limitations
Confined , Not by Conformity

Sliced the onion

A pink heart popped out the core

All tears, my eyes sore
While slicing an onion

Under the shade of the tree
Shadows of the leaves played hide and seek

Green sea and the sandy beach, on the isolated island serene

The sun sparkles white, the bright star
That it is

The lone, silver motor boat, recently got a fresh coat

Awaits its ride on the balmy waves
Inspired by a photograph
Ross Island, Andaman

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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Sleepless, the day sighs

Night dreams of sleep

Open eyed
Had a lovely busy day today, just had to set these words free ;)
Pain must be miserable
Alone, in its game
Inflicting, breaking
Gaining shame

Was its learnings easy
As a novice
Did it improvise
Was it pained

Tenacious, it must be
In its ways
To befriend
Know thy subjects
A Prerequisite, a norm

No pain, no gain
That’s the motto of pain
Knowledge it imparts
Impartial in its game
Planted as a seed
Separated from the weeds

To Nurture
From Mother Nature
She inherits her nature

Ever fragrant her flowers
For one and all , she showers

Weathering seasons all
Resplendent ,she stands tall

Painted on glass
She exudes class
The woman that we know
The woman of now
Wrote this for my artist friend, she shared her glass painting photo of a woman inspired by Mother Nature.
Painting
Abstract
Dull
Bright
Colours
Grey
The pallete
Held many

Choose
As you please
Just paint

Your thoughts
Flame of the forest
Burns bright, envies not the green
Vibrant crimson blooms
The morning sun plays hide and seek between the hills
Miles and miles of strawberry fields
The little green plants wear winter smiles
and baby strawberries unripe

The innocent clouds in a clear sky
Hold a dialogue in patterns pristine
Missed by their cousins in the city skies

Bougainvillea adorned villas
And Cozy homes
Warli paintings on the walls
Red soil and dusty country roads

Tablelands and Parsi point
Scenic hills and the Sahyadri valley view
Mapro garden a place to go
For sandwiches and strawberry cream

The river stream gleams under the setting sun
A perfect cup of masala chai
An evening well spent
In their paper skin
Under the burning sun
Smile the paper flowers
In bracts, pink and white
purple or orange
Colourful red,
never fade or bleed
Evergreen in their woody homes
They fly with the wind
In their paper skin
Light as a feather
Drawn by winds, the paper flies
Paperweight it needs

Bills in paper nails
Value packed, together stacked
Business they made

Light as a feather
Changes course, as does the wind
Fair weather friend

Be not the paper
On the nail, stuck forever
Nor a paperweight
There is so much to paper, light, yet holds weight
Be like the paper, yet not get weighed down
I write not
Not, for a dearth of thoughts
Sometimes let them have a natural death,
the thoughts
Always lived, in the mind
Oftentimes in a world of words
They are wrought


The sunset sky
Wore lovely colours
Pale blue with streaks of white
A trace of pink
Skipping violets and reds
Embracing the faint peach
A rainbow somewhere arched
The other side adorned
Pastels and soft golden yellow
Changing hues
To twinkling twilight blue
Violet buntings
Lamps and jasmine sticks
The temple of peace

Peaceful and quiet
The night
Occasionally the crickets chirp
Dusk and dawn, duties they perform
The red vented bulbul is first to sing
Awaits the sky to be blue again
While the morning star, dons the golden robe
Promising a brand new day


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Have been up since 2:00 in the night, been writing  and posting here :)

Love mornings, now it 6:17 am
Thanks for reading šŸ™
Pretty pea pod prime
Tender green leaves and tendrils
Climb up to sunshine
The colourful pebble stones
On a journey long
Rest on the river bed
Awhile

Where do they come from
Where do they go
Destination unknown
Belong

Beauty permeates furthermore
As they chip away
Their withering song
Along
Inspired by a photograph by
Sara Baik(@sarabaik2) Twitter - You were born to be real not to be perfect
Green heart, slender tips

Dry skeletal leaf remains

A canvas to paint
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fGUjZbSSrz0

Sharing here a link, shows the process of drying the leaf,
making it ready for art
I always choose people
over hurt
Knowing my own flaws
I reflect
A second chance
a mistake
Everyone deserves
and makes

In a loop
{Pain lessons understanding love}
Function repeat

People I meet
People I keep
I choose to delete
For upkeeps
However negative this sounds and reads, I have finally learned to let go off people who only bring hurt
Silence does the speaking


Brittle and frail
Perception to perceptions
There lies perfection
It doesn’t lie
Stands perfect and tall
Much tug, Leads to fall
Maintains a standard
Not standard for all
What is perfection
Living up to others expectations
Living the dreamers dream
Navigating the roads
Invisible streams
Following your heart
Or the fallacious

Bridging and balancing

Believing in self
Living and loving
Kindness and compassion
In words and deeds
Is humanity supreme
In my perception
Is perfection indeed
Today
I have everything
Tomorrow
Maybe
A little less

And
Then
Something

But
Always hope
To hold on to
One thing
Being
Content
Performance
Perfection
Pour them in a jar
Shake it and give a rainbow mix
Add shine and  glitter ✨
Lose the jitters
Performance remix
Perfection in a jar
Colour fix

Like periwinkle blooms
Bright and upright
Glossy white
Anew the day
Happy New Year
Love and peace

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Peace of mind
Is seldom bought
Nevertheless
A piece of mind
Can be freely earned
Reap as you sow
or not
Advice and Advise
Unsolicited
Both
Leave me confused
Given ~ Received
Suggestion wise

I have been away from the world of words
But words never do leave
Shadows to keep
From East to West
Visible or not, play of light
Dawn to dusk, forever to believe
In words and world of words
In the world of thoughts
Play truth or dare, hide and seek
Words are always there
Just for fun

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
Some thoughts about silence that goes unnoticed!
Silence is not always golden
Being politically correct , just to be in the rat race,
Helping a deserving candidate lose out on countless opportunities
Oh !! what a disgrace .


Political debates in a news chat room

Speakers galore , reasoning insane ...
Pointing fingers like
MummaĀ Ā 'yeh 'Ā Ā Mumma ' woh '

Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā MamaĀ Ā Makosa....
I wanna have a 'Samosa'
And the blah blah blah ....

The news reader in fits
Calls out,Ā Ā time out .. in the chat room .


Politics in life

Fire in the mountain run run run
Don't stop , run ...
Take a right , a left .... no U Turn .
Watch out ... don't trip... Run.

MJ , playing out loud ....
"All I wanna say that they don't really care about us ...."


Lost the lyrics.........??

MJ again ....
"Heal the world make a better place for you and for me and the entire Human Race..."


Time to turn around
Hit the ground
Can't let the fire wipe out the beautiful village people and the flora fauna.
Face it finish it !!

Politics not my favourite cup of tea
Might as well savour some green tea .
For the prompt 'Undervalued Topics'
Just for fun :)
No offence to any political parties or anyone in person .

( In Hindi : yeh - this ,  woh - that, Samosa - deep fried ,spicy Indian snack)
Makosa and Samosa used for rhyme only !

Have been posting a little too much by my standards, will cool down once through with these daily prompts :)))
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