Recent poems

Stories of our Lives

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Deep   inside  the  subconscious,   exists  a
secret     place.     Mysterious    lagoon
flowing     calmly    amidst    forest.
We      visit     it    often,      when
the    mortal   world   cease to
make meaning. Etched in
there   forever,
the   stories
of   our
lives.
Two
old souls
– entangled
going to sleep,
stepping into dreams
with  a  promise  to meet,
in     a    parallel   world.    This
circle completes, when that seed comes
to    life,    bursting     forth     with    energy
sublime,   to    transcend   the    limits  of    time.

 

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Recent poems

Hour of Summer

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The hour of summer begins with
a bottle of beer in my patio.
The sweltering heat thaws the
feel of winter weaved into the
atmosphere. Budding flowers
reminiscent of the feeling of
warmth that makes its way into
my heart.

Sipping on brewski, welcoming the
sun, I know it’s you sending me
love, wrapped in these shining rays.
I wonder, like all worldly things,
these days too shall pass, like the
misty drops on the bottle, that
originate and fumes into nothing.

 

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Recent poems

Words Unspoken

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Like the dunes of sand
my thoughts flow wild
carefree in uncharted land
awaiting to be reconciled

they have questions long ignored
only assumptions, as nothing was ever said
they reach out, to be adored
but nothing moves, all seems dead

with every changing season
never did an answer came
I am looking for a reason
how to keep it burning – this flame

just then, a twinge reminds me of something broken
and I try (hard), hoping to discern the words – unspoken.

 

 

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Line Credits   : “With every changing season, I am looking for a reason”
                                      from  Sanaa Rizvi’s “Looking for a Reason

For Real Toads prompt :  Poems In April – The Tuesday Platform
Over at the toads, Sanaa offers the opportunity to pick a favorite phrase, a word, a line or two from our fellow poet’s poem and create a masterpiece of our own.

Recent poems

Eternal Wait

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The dawn breaks in
with the alarm
….. but I wait

life goes on, such set routine
even machines feel vulnerable
….. and I wait

a hushed prayer follows
though nothing changes
….. smiling, I wait

it seems like eternity with
no beginning or end
….. patiently, I wait

the spring has arrived
soon all will be green
….. yet, I have to wait

a blue butterfly circling around
trying to pass a secret message
….. a good omen, I shall wait

when stars above have aligned
and swirl of doubts diminished
when trust has gained steady
ground, in that moment divine
– like magic it will finally appear.
….. until then, I must wait !

 

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For Real Toads prompt : Poems in April – Waiting For…

Recent poems

Soliloquy of Passion

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Lost in myself, I entered the club
crowded, loud music and dim lights
drunk figures swaying all around
as the night is drawn in
complex cavern of my mind
making my way through, couldn’t find a nice spot

why I came here, what was the essence
maybe I wanted to get rid of some thought

it envelopes the soul, the music
the ambience, as I try to erase the pain
to relinquish an arduous past
emulating the beats to heart
wandering around, still on my own
across the crowd, our eyes met

surrounded by many, she seemed to be well known
her treacherous smile, a weapon I bet

that enthralling gaze was hard
to evade. a word not uttered
but the intentions made clear.
and the flawless fingers moved
skillfully, gesturing the directions
seductively suggesting, there’s much to explore

losing control, kissing senses goodbye
bounded in spell, I followed her indoor

mesmerizing, there she stood
lustrous hair…such radiant eyes
her contour pulsating the nerves
enclosing within both heaven and hell
bewitched, I moved closer, trying
to decipher the words unsaid

the brain rebelled, you must leave
unable to resist – I closed the curtains instead.

 

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For Real Toads prompt : Poems In April – A L’ Arora

Also, posted on Poets United

Recent poems

Fling

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The dazed night falls in
and the music comes on
people get stamped on skin
and the lights turn neon

seductively holding the gaze
invariably ready for a fling
before parting ways
trading the final sting

unable to comprehend now
intoxicated with myths
trying to make meaning, but how
is that possible with copious riffs

slowly gulping down, swaying – unaware and carefree
bitter truth will unfold, when the bottle has emptied thee.

 

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Recent poems

Betrayal

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While    I     silently     go     insane,     their    salt
has     turned     into    sugar.    Happy    with
new  partner, they  laugh at me.  Those
grinning  eyes,  they  keep  asking
me  questions –  where is  she,
for whom you betrayed
us.              Everyday
they  grill  me –
my     ex
tears.

 

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