Eshwara Prasad: Poems

127 · Feb 2022

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Asymetric behaviour.
Mental algorithm gone awry.
Fault lines become apparent.
All it takes is a single impulsive act to set everything on fire.
Impetuous minds working overtime to find logical way to start the destruction.

127 · Apr 2022

Big eliminates small

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2022

Big eliminates small

When big rocks are pushed loose by force, the dust that clings to them is flung off.

127 · Apr 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Apr 2021

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What you refer to as "talent" in me is
actually "divine blessings" as I know it.

127 · Aug 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Aug 2021

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Don't keep friends for too long if you want to keep your promises.

127 · Feb 2023

No justification to leave

Eshwara Prasad Feb 2023

No justification to leave

Why are people looking for justifications to leave? A phoney smile was all they had done when they entered.

127 · Aug 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Aug 2022

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The sighs of death are on the tongue of hatred. A peace-filled heart is rocked to its very core by a thunderbolt of rage. The misery of luck is mocked by the hands of fate.

127 · Mar 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2022

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You can ***** all the barriers you want around my mind, but you won't be able to keep thoughts of the awful things you committed against me from entering my mind.

127 · Nov 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Nov 2021

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Be beautiful, between your smiles.

127 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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As the fervour of power consumes them, people who are firmly rooted in power lose their ability to listen to their heart.

127 · Feb 2024

Home is my soul

Eshwara Prasad Feb 2024

Home is my soul

Unfamiliar skies.
Every moment new and bright.
Home seems far away.

127 · Feb 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Feb 2022

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With one flirty smile, several lives came to a halt in their tracks.

127 · May 2021

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Eshwara Prasad May 2021

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The lonely beautiful flower.
The lonely uninterested bee.
The lonely lingering silence.
The lonely soul watching.
The lonely universe abounds.

127 · Jun 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021

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When a devotee writes entirely about God and keeps his own identity hidden, he is exemplifying devotion.

127 · Oct 2021

A single Entity

Eshwara Prasad Oct 2021

A single Entity

A Single entity
Several identities
Bewildered throng
Endless deliberation
No resolution
Only confusion

126 · Jan 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Jan 2021

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I never read your poetry.
But I know you always write for me.

126 · May 2021

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Eshwara Prasad May 2021

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War was ******.
Casualties high.
Perpetrators held power.
People started cleaning the wreakage.

126 · Feb 2024

We are bloggers on life website

Eshwara Prasad Feb 2024

We are bloggers on life website

Our website, Life, features our blogs.
With the help of our blogs, life appears more real and less like an empty canvas.

126 · Aug 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Aug 2022

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Why are you fighting in vain?
Stop doing it.
The time is approaching for everyone to become good fertilizer for the earth.

126 · Jan 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Jan 2021

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Poetry
Made
My
Heart
Pious.

But,
Piety
Made my
Poetry
Dull.

126 · May 2021

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Eshwara Prasad May 2021

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Hoping is akin to guessing what will appear on the next page of a novel. No one knows what's inside.

126 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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When a bird poo dropped on my head while I was writing poetry beneath a pine, I realized that I had been writing pooetry all along!

126 · Jan 2022

Life

Eshwara Prasad Jan 2022

Life

Leave it alone.

126 · Oct 2021

Space

Eshwara Prasad Oct 2021

Space

Strands of memories connected by time.

126 · Sep 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Sep 2021

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Eternity, not time, governs creation.

126 · Jul 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Jul 2022

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The peace was shattered by cluttered minds.
Clobbered souls fled to caves of darkness.

126 · Jun 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2022

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Muddied Mind.
Logic betray.
Hard feelings stay.
Life at standstill.

126 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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You stayed away from me ignoring my love.

But you were flung into my arms by earth's anti gravational force.

Do you know why?

To have you in my arms for one last time, I made the earth to spin in the opposite direction!

My Love has won because it is based on science !

You got to know this!

126 · Apr 2021

Poet

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2021

Poet

Unimpeachable !

126 · May 2022

Conflict of interest

Eshwara Prasad May 2022

Conflict of interest

Every conflict that begins with a personal objective will end up being branded a religious war.

126 · Mar 2021

Going is.. coming on..

Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

Going is.. coming on..

What's going on don't bother.

What's coming on don't care.

126 · May 2022

Fruitless Dreams

Eshwara Prasad May 2022

Fruitless Dreams

My dreams often take the form of a butterfly, which follows the trail of a rainbow, mistaking it for a nectar-rich flower.

125 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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A stroke of serendipity led you to the sea of serenity within you.

125 · May 2022

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Eshwara Prasad May 2022

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I didn't take a breath of the wind that carried your ominous wishes to me.

125 · Feb 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Feb 2021

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Where the sky ends, human imagination also ends.

125 · Feb 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Feb 2022

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When you opt to walk alone,
even trees won't give you company.

125 · Feb 2021

Infinity

Eshwara Prasad Feb 2021

Infinity

That in which;
One Sees nothing else,
hears nothing else
and understands nothing else.

125 · Jul 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Jul 2022

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Those who sail with the wind at the first sign of trouble should be avoided.

125 · Nov 2023

Flickers of Consciousness

Eshwara Prasad Nov 2023

Flickers of Consciousness

As mere flickers of consciousness, glowing fleetingly, we illuminate the consciousness with the flames of our imagination.

125 · Dec 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Dec 2021

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The impenetrable dust clings to anything that shines.

125 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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I regard you as a truthful person.
You told lies to yourself.

125 · Jul 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Jul 2021

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For the less capable intellectually, life is a plain struggle, continually.

The same struggle assumes complex forms of description for people endowed with varying degrees of intellectuality.

125 · Apr 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Apr 2022

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Self-discovery was thwarted by induced reality.
Every living creature was kept busy enough to thrive by constant snipes from ubiquitous elements.
Creation's trump card is deception.

124 · Jul 2020

Washroom Sink

Eshwara Prasad Jul 2020

Washroom Sink

Every day hundreds of people

Spit on me, yet I remain unruffled.

I have normalised humiliation.

124 · Jun 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2022

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Your tears fiddled with my sorrow.

124 · Feb 2021

Universe is a dark place

Eshwara Prasad Feb 2021

Universe is a dark place

I went over the sky and discovered that the stars were torches used by angels to navigate darkness.

124 · Apr 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Apr 2021

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Two things that can never be regained
once they have been lost are;

Reputation and Life.

124 · Mar 2021

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Eshwara Prasad Mar 2021

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I will not allow you to write my life's ******.

I have given that right to a well known
publisher for a handsome amount.

124 · Apr 2022

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Eshwara Prasad Apr 2022

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I'm spending my days in agony, trying to figure out what you wanted to tell me before you left me forever.

124 · Feb 2023

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Eshwara Prasad Feb 2023

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Hold me not.
Life has gotten heavier.
I'm sinking.

124 · May 2022

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Eshwara Prasad May 2022

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The Sun rise is stalled.
The Moon rise is skipped.
The Earth deserts its orbit.
Space retreats into nothingness.
Time elopes with infinity.
The dream ends.