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774 · Jul 2015
Taste (10w)
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
There's Nothing
More Tastier
Than A
Glass of
Cool Water
This is all the more true when you die for some water!!
692 · Apr 2017
Thoughts
Raghu Menon Apr 2017
Some times
Some thoughts
Are like as if
It had occurred to us
Before... Forcing us
To think
Haven't I had this before?
Aren't they familiar?


Or
Is life a repeating
Cycle of thoughts
Some forgotten
Some so fresh
Some having
A bit of taste as we
Have tasted before
Some times
Some where
in the past


Or
in any other lives??
644 · Oct 2019
Day, Night & Death
Raghu Menon Oct 2019
The day burns you out
As you wore out, the
Night crawls in
But you're already dead!
621 · Oct 2015
**Death?**
Raghu Menon Oct 2015
Death ?

Is it just the process where your body stops functioning?
Your heart stops beating,
Your lungs stop contracting and expanding
Your brain stops the processing of signals
Your blood stops gushing through the highways and narrow roads within our body?
Your memory wades away and is erased forever?
Your senses make no sense?
Your body starts losing its heat and starts cooling down?
You yourselves sliding into a sleep from which you never comes back?

What happens to  “us”, “our” knowledge?
The feeling of “me” and “mine” ?
Our feeling  of this universe, the science, the philosophy?
The values that we have given to things, people, cultures?
Our view points, our process of putting things to its perspective?
Our interactions with people close and far?
Our love and affection to people  and theirs to us?
What happens to these rather complicated web of interconnectedness?
Is it that only our link gets cut when we die?
What happens to the energy between  me and the rest?

May be we have lived our lives.
We have done what we could have done
Or may be we have left some gaps which others may fill or leave
May be things would be better with out us being there
When others try to fill our space, they do it better
And if we can be an inspiration to them,
If we can be a cause for others to do things
May be we live through them
Our thoughts will live in them
And we live again

It is immaterial whether we live or not
For, things will get done the way it should be done
Either for good or bad
If we can be part of a vibe, part of a collective
Part of a movement
Which strives for a common good,
And if we can contribute in whichever small means and ways
The common vibe that is generated from the good energies  of a group
Then we live, even after our death
The values that we lived for
Will continue to grow and lead the world
For a better cause, for a better world
For a good today
and
For a brighter tomorrow
489 · May 2018
The Sun Rise
Raghu Menon May 2018
The sun's rise reminds us
That we too can rise
From the falls and slips
That we go through.

But for the sun to rise
The Earth has to rotate
On its own axis.

And for us to rise,
We need to
Keep moving.

Keep moving
Keep smiling
Keep trying hard

and

Keep living and ..
Let others live too..
486 · May 2018
The dry wicked summer
Raghu Menon May 2018
It's dry
It's pale yellow
It's devastating
It's hot and
It's a wicked summer

With drawing all energy
With it's dry, dusty winds
With all vegetation turning pale and wilted

The birds are silent
They are somewhere not visible
Hiding in the little shadows and shades

The trees are still
The plants are withering
The road-side bush wilted and dry

The lips are dry
The skin is rough
The throat is burning...

How long is this going to last
Looking at the sky,
For some clouds which are scanty

Let that summer rain come
And change this wicked summer
Into a soothing experience ..

Till then...

It's dry
It's pale yellow
It's devastating
It's hot and
It's a wicked summer
429 · Jul 2015
Lets not waste..
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
We are so tiny and irrelevant
Like a speck of dust
A fraction of a dot
In the vast universe
And still we think
We are the greatest
Fools we are
Idiots we are
For we are already
Cutting away the
Very same branch
We are hopelessly
Clinging on..
We make wars with our own species
Leave alone other endangered ones..
We **** kids and women to !make profits
We sell arms and hatred
At the cost of our own
Existence
We are the most dangerous species

So don't waste time
And we can together
Make a better tomorrow?
426 · Jul 2015
Sleeeeep
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
Sleep deep..
Fall into the
Dark and cold
Fathoms of memories

Sleep to
Recycle
To Rejuvenate
And
To be
Reborn
Again...
Sleep
420 · Apr 2020
Digging up old memories
Raghu Menon Apr 2020
With nothing to do,
With nowhere to roam around,
With being forced to confine yourselves,

Just digging into the past,
Digging up old memories
That's what the pandemic is
Allowing us to do...
The COVID is forcefully changing us, asking us to put breaks and reflect. Some things bad, but somethings definitely good.
419 · Jul 2015
Comfortable
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
Being comfortable
To ourselves
Is sometimes not
very convenient
to either you
or to
those around you!!
comfortable, convenient
344 · Jul 2015
Run, run & run...
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
We run, run and run
So madly
So mindlessly
Forgetting ourselves
as well as our dear ones
and at the end
when we look back
we might be alone
for we forgot
for what
we

ran, ran and ran..
run, dear, life, living
288 · Jul 2015
Nonsense!
Raghu Menon Jul 2015
Isn't this odd
That I feel so strange
at myself doing things
to please others but which
I, myself am not convinced enough
to make sense for myself?
Or...

Is it quite natural??
strange, odd, sense, nonsense..

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