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bring me your eyes
and offer me your comfort
i am a broken heart
and your are my bleeding
it feels like an escape
but its really a mission
lifetimes of ambition
can quickly drift away

combine memory and meaning
but leave the fruits to the hungry
leave the spirit to its spying
and know that i am blindly
comforted by your anger
satisfy my superstitious lightning
and i'll justify your mind
from behind a pile of beautiful lies
i feel you twisting up my spine
Kim Oct 2015
The temple priest has rung his bell.
A cloud of smoke from candles and lamps
Haloes the Goddess, glowing bright
This beat of drums both maddens and dulls.

The incense burns: so heady the musk,
Our senses flounder in the flood.
This endless chant of sacred words
Soon drugs our lips and stuns our minds.

The Goddess, always staring down:
Her painted pupils cut through smoke
And read the secret thoughts we think.
We somehow feel this within our hearts
Happy Navratri...https://youtu.be/Iqy7k2ua9bw plz watch & share Navratri in animation style ...
Welcome Maa, we, You desperately need.
But not in pandals filled with show n greed.
Required you are, where the poor breed.

Decorated pandals, where millions over feed.
Show off they, their money which does exceed.
With this money, so many poor one could feed.

Educate n clothe them; but no one to this does heed.
Education would, to vocation n employment lead.
Solved thus could be, the ordinary man's need.

Every girl your blessings n protection does need.
For this most important task, O Maa, to You, I plead.
Of n for her security, this NAVRATRI, sow the seed.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.
Kashi Oct 4
Nine austerities
Another amazing
Venue for self-growth
Arranged in a neat parcel
Reasoned with celebration
Accosted vices put away on hold
Tethered senses pulled back
Reversing the journey
Immersing in devotion
Navratri is a 9 day festival in which Hindus worship the Goddess Durga. This season, let us honor the divine feminine.

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