The Sunday Muse #196
What can we share together?
We are visitors on a vast sphere
Breathing in fumes of distrust and disaster
Shortly timed lives we live
You and me
In this claustrophobic
Whorl of self-destruction
Who is wise and who is foolish?
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The Sunday Muse #195
All beliefs confessed, die evenly
For grandeur harvested in
Joys keep losing momentum
Not once pride questions reasons
Seriously, to understand visions
When xeroxed youth zeroes down
Spiraling in a bottomless abyss
More or less, the smoked life
Sleeps peacefully in the shadows
Branching in the fragrant earth.
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An aged vision
Frosted
Chiseled
In tiny specks
Silvered layers
Tempered in rhymes
Peeps
Tempts
A forged existence
What one wants to
See
feel
Lies in a lot more
Silent echoes
Rings
Sings
Through a timeless frame.
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A smokescreen
The cacophonic world
Let the heart sing
In the arms of freedom.
There are layers
In the colorful world
Let us forget who we are
And sing to the winds!
The isolation
Chains the spirit in a crowd
In the wilderness
A true self breathes!
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The Sunday Muse #192
I took the bait
And moved ahead
Without looking back
And here I am
Infront of the reality
Touching my soul.
I followed my heart
Not easy in these
Tiring times,
But, the odds
Couldn't stop me
And here I am
In the heart of my dreams
Embracing without fear
All that I missed.
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(Last month I packed my bags and baggage and moved back to a place which I have left three decades back ago. The place is not the same. The topography and demography has undergone many changes. It is going to be a real challenge adjusting to the new environment. I am not giving up! )
