Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The Kid in ME..Plays Still...




As I do it for ME 
Triumphing over all odds, 
Making the way clear,
I am the Warrior Lady.. 

I gallop miles 
With the sword of determination and the shield of wisdom, 
I conquer the moments and 
Treasure them to memories for millennium. 

And then comes my way a countryside so serene. 

I pull the leash hard on time and 
Get down often
To feel the dew on grass barefoot. 

As I walk by the river and look into, 
I see ME as someone stranger 

She
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Nostalgic


As I walked on the pavement...View fog-laden,
I could see a glimpse of the future.

As the glass doors spread arms to hug,
I stumbled and fell to set the pride low
and found humility there below.

As the day marked the start of a journey
I remember it with each of its moments as
blessed, enriched, and glorious.

On the completion of 3 successful years in my Company.


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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

A Matter of Few Minutes in Days in Millennium...




Short-lived as life, 
the inert Wishes of frenzy mind... 

The Chances in life, 
as the fireflies enlivening the stage for a Wish to play... 

The Faith on those flirty chances, 
making the Plot twisted to length and endlessly stretched... 

And You just realize... 
You lived a Millennium which was a matter of few Minutes.


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Irony



Where I wish to give, 
deny they to take...

Where I don't wish to give, 
they expect. 

I, still, am full 
for I could not give at times,
I did not give at times.



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Some Time With The Timeless...On My Birthday



The dark sky blanketed the painfully tired sun of my day... 
Suddenly broke into a crimson morn, 
before I could scan the horizon to get over the confusion. 

Sitting hesitant on the dividing line with wide-eyed innocence... 
I questioned every happening 
in the infernal darkness of being. 

Murky, cold and still as dead 
the stars stared speechless failing to quench my insatiable search. 

A star broke off, burdened by my enraged quest



your insolent soul force...
But that too is in Time"

One more year added to bear few more memories, 
All I would lose to time with time, few I would preserve with pride... 

A distant tree coughed and groaned... 
Disturbed by the phone calls I got. 
I answered to few timeless friends, 
only wishing not to break others' peaceful silence.

And then 
I fell down to a timeless sleep....



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The Woman Who Wished For The Waves To Stay...
























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Diya...(The Earthen Lamp)



Sleepless are the Stars, So I am

It's just that

They share Brightness, I hide my Gloom
They have a moon, I already have a Black Hole Soul.


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