tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006615240630998312024-03-13T12:59:18.789-07:00Random MusingsIt's like opening a box of Diwali sweets... thoughts that zing me every other day... hope you enjoy reading... :)Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-37147936002948557402018-10-06T08:31:00.000-07:002018-10-06T08:31:21.039-07:00Scenes from a train<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Random Musings :<br />
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The sky appears to kiss the raw earth, in all its wondrous hues ~ bare brown, radiant red, fertile green ~ expressions of rebirth, life and renewal.<br />
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It's only land, where farmers work to the bone ~ their backs bent and foreheads bent in supplication to Gaia ~ wielding the lethal scythe to reap her fruits. Til, wheat and vegetables interspersed with the divine vermilion of marigolds adding richness and colour in the vast lands.<br />
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The women sit on their haunches gathering the reap, trimming the edges, creating little hillocks every metre. Have you ever noticed the sheer symmetry on the cultivated land? Rows upon rows of neat saplings, bearing the imprint of the beasts of burden....<br />
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All are life givers ~ the land, the animals and the folks that work them ~ heaving, hauling, reaping, shearing, gathering.... everyone a tiny microcosm in the vastness of the lands.<br />
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Small and algae ridden ponds are few and far in between. Buffaloes make hay in the wetness, for as long as they can. Bulls rest next to the barrows, having earned their keep for the day while cows and goats graze, gently mooing in the setting sun. I see stray peacocks, majestic in the fields, and a big langur looking for a sweet treat while flocks of parrots rush to grab the last titbits before the night beckons !<br />
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It's time to go home now... some recalcitrant goats need to be chased away by their shepherds, and the mangy dogs who are their self appointed guardians, while the buffaloes and cows, amble in contentment, their bells tinkling away in gentle rythmn.<br />
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Yet, as they see the train pass, children and youngsters delight in waving to the passengers, innocence and guilelessness writ large on their faces. Older ones, having seen several summers are still enchanted by the train, heads and hands supported by their lathis, stare with smiles tugging away at the corner of their lips.<br />
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Life is good. I watch these scenes with a joy that is so singularly in the moment, that worries about an infertile land, dry skies and waterless lakes recede far into the recesses of my mind. It is the now I seek. The now in which I live.<br />
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PR@Random Musings</div>
Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-63918602544841052332013-11-22T08:47:00.002-08:002013-11-23T03:10:48.389-08:00Haiku ~ Blood<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Red liquid, life<br />
Source, precious to all<br />
Rust slug when dead !<br />
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Blood red skies<br />
Forbode unfettered rain<br />
Calm, before the storm !<br />
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Red hot passion<br />
Burn the sheets<br />
The body, cool !<br />
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Bloodshot eyes<br />
Flash the glitter<br />
Ruby reflection !<br />
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Bloodcurdling cry<br />
Water to ice maketh,<br />
Fear explodes!<br />
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-15023579642011034952013-11-22T08:25:00.002-08:002013-11-22T08:25:19.327-08:00Poetry • Fragile Peace and A Shadow of You !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fragile Peace:<br />
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Such a fragile peace we keep,<br />
Like the gossamer weave,<br />
Of a spider's web !<br />
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All it takes is just a whiff,<br />
Of a sound ~ a vibration<br />
Of clashing emotions!<br />
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The crashing of silence,<br />
By cruel reality<br />
Sear the bonds,<br />
Of the true love we seek !<br />
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Shadow of You:<br />
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A shadow of you<br />
Crossed my mind<br />
T'was a mere wisp,<br />
A tendril of thought<br />
Fluttering through !<br />
Trembling fingers<br />
Reach out, greedy<br />
To hold you there!<br />
But time has won<br />
Its silken round,<br />
For slipping away<br />
Is that shadow of you !<br />
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@PR<br />
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-39818308146782208052013-03-19T08:16:00.000-07:002013-03-19T08:20:52.060-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
For HAIKU HEIGHTS ~ Cacophony<br />
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temple bells clang,<br />
cacophony waketh Him,<br />
arise, Lord, bless us !!<br />
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overheated noise,<br />
in silence, cacophony<br />
of screaming thoughts !!!<br />
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For A 100 Words on a Saturday ~ I was born ...<br />
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I was born ~ to be unborn !!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">To be free from this endless
cycle of births and deaths !<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Who knows truly, what eternity
means? To be a part of that <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">infinite whole, with no
beginning and no end ? Yet, we believe, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">that the soul is eternal, that
it aches to be one with the Supreme<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">Being. It is our deepest desire
to be free from this cycle and one <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">way, is the path of Karma, of
good action !<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I was born to be a good human, do good and be free ~ unborn, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">in eternal bliss.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-27991777186397921702013-03-11T08:33:00.000-07:002013-03-11T09:47:07.998-07:00A Closed door ~ 100 words on a Saturday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">I see that shut door; in a strange,
surreal dream. Am intrigued ~ what mysteries does it hold within? A few ginger
steps forward, keeping my thudding heart at bay. Should I, says the head? Oh,
go ahead, says the heart! Perhaps, it holds the secrets of life, or the
mythical places of my imagination?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 13.5pt;">But, open the door
I must. For the wonders of hope that lie behind. I open the door, am swept
into a magical place of blessed eternity, I had imagined. It struck me then, you
are what you believe! You make your dreams come true!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-25747252131301021362012-12-25T08:26:00.001-08:002012-12-25T08:37:02.353-08:00Haiku ~ Snow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I have never seen or felt snow. In real life, that is. Wonder what it would be like, or feel like? Merry Christmas to all !!!<br />
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I long to see snow !<br />
pristine white or dirty white?<br />
crunchy or soft?<br />
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Crunchy or soft,<br />
unique, each snowflake is<br />
special crystal shape!<br />
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Special crystal shape,<br />
drops down in a wave<br />
mind's eye, I watch<br />
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Mind's eye, I watch<br />
a bed of cold white, hiding<br />
every footfall, free !<br />
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Every footfall free,<br />
will it hide me too?<br />
look behind for me !<br />
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Look behind for me,<br />
buried in that frozen floor....<br />
I long to see snow !</div>
Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-40538543543365166782012-12-18T08:19:00.000-08:002012-12-18T09:39:57.522-08:00Haiku ~ Wish<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
pegged on a kite tail,<br />
I tag my wish, soaring...<br />
hope and freedom, true !<br />
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within that kernel<br />
lay hidden a dream,<br />
a world, forever green !<br />
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no wish, no horse<br />
no beggar rode, shush...<br />
fantasy just died !<br />
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The theme Wish reminded me so much of Anne Lennox and Sweet Dreams .....<br />
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Sweet Dreams are made of these,<br />
Who am I to disagree.<br />
I travel the world across the seven seas,<br />
Everybody is looking for something.....<br />
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-63077064845465006282012-12-09T06:49:00.001-08:002012-12-10T05:27:39.027-08:00Haiku ~ Pain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Recipe of Pain ~<br />
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Crush in, numbness<br />
Stir fry raw sorrow,<br />
Voila , pain concocted !<br />
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Voila, pain concocted,<br />
Hard to digest, heart ache<br />
Crushing numbness !</div>
Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-73813584046684695032012-11-17T07:43:00.001-08:002012-11-17T07:43:22.970-08:00Haiku ~ Tree<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
From the tree of genes,<br />
the past, I seek ..<br />
History, comes alive !<br />
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An apple Eve plucked,<br />
birth of sin...<br />
truth, innocence died !<br />
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Mighty and strong,<br />
the unbending oak,<br />
weathers all storms !<br />
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Cherry trees blossom,<br />
lay down a carpet of blooms,<br />
oh, that tryst with time !<br />
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Woods, dark and deep<br />
tight cocoon of trees,<br />
blessed home to the wild !</div>
Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-88444360946854235822012-11-15T07:46:00.001-08:002012-11-15T07:46:45.050-08:00Haiku ~ Silence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Meditation,<br />
unravels a sublime void<br />
peace trickles in !<br />
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peace fills the void,<br />
a deep silence ensues<br />
blissful joy arises !<br />
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joy takes you there,<br />
where heaven beckons<br />
Love, He awaits, silently !<br />
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Words create a cacophony,<br />
when stilled,<br />
deathly silence shrieks !<br />
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What is death?<br />
if not, silence?<br />
final, restful kindness !<br />
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My child suffers,<br />
so stoic and silent.<br />
I tremble, in trepidation !</div>
Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-52615068633361673422012-11-06T07:52:00.001-08:002012-11-07T02:58:40.742-08:00Haiku ~ Nature<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
golden leaves fall,<br />
autumn's own red carpet, while<br />
winter awaits its turn !<br />
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love, goodness, kindness<br />
hatred, envy, jealousy<br />
shades of nature !<br />
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Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-82670545102925404152012-04-20T11:00:00.000-07:002012-04-20T11:00:35.366-07:00haiku ~ renovationRejuvenation, resurgence, renewal<br />
Rebirth.....words galore , mean nothing <br />
What else, but renovation ?<br />
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Risen sun, tirelessly<br />
Gives light and life,<br />
Every day, a renovation!Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-45385008336728954022012-04-17T09:11:00.001-07:002012-04-17T10:09:08.803-07:00Haiku ~ WonderA child's first breath<br />
mother's deep wonder,<br />
life created, anew !<br />
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mysteries of nature,<br />
science seeks answers<br />
to unlock wonders!<br />
<br />
life imitates art<br />
or art, life?<br />
ceaseless wonder !<br />
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every new moment<br />
has something new to unveil,<br />
isn't life a wonder ?Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-58558583349484870042011-07-26T10:57:00.000-07:002011-07-26T11:00:23.758-07:00Assorted Haiku...a seductive sea breeze lulls,<br />
waves gently caress the shore,<br />
and me, as I lay down in tranquillity!<br />
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mother nature nurtures life,<br />
offtimes, her violent outbursts <br />
trail destruction, humble the human!<br />
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if happiness be a mushroom cloud,<br />
singeing all in its wake,<br />
then, blow me away, in bliss!!<br />
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dried, pressed flowers,<br />
hidden in yellowed pages, revive<br />
an aroma of remembered passion....<br />
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an old home, warm memories,<br />
no longer, strangers lounge,<br />
lost, I peer through the window....<br />
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26jul, 2310hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-14071534019986476012011-06-27T08:35:00.000-07:002011-06-27T08:39:17.750-07:00Haiku........Quenchunquenched, my thirst <br />
for knowledge, for wisdom<br />
and, oh, to know the difference!<br />
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quench my desire, Lord<br />
unleash Thy bliss, I bow<br />
in silent surrender!!!<br />
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27jun2011, 2110hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-973360271131587992011-06-11T10:56:00.000-07:002011-06-11T10:56:35.147-07:00Haiku........Slaverydelusions of grandeur<br />
what else, but<br />
slavery to oneself?<br />
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" white man's burden ",<br />
a historical ruse,<br />
...made slaves of men!<br />
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oh! addictions, evil<br />
born of self-weaknesses<br />
Be cast away, slavery!<br />
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ying and yang,<br />
completeness, personified<br />
mutual slavery!<br />
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11jun11, 11:25pmPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-92183680669711815112011-06-06T11:45:00.000-07:002011-06-06T11:50:19.753-07:00Haiku...........porcelainshattered dreams<br />
fragile, porcelain-like,<br />
now, mere splintered existence<br />
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The monsoons have hit my city in a big way....it has its own magical charm. I would like to share a few thoughts with all of you.....<br />
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Monsoon Musings....<br />
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....... and the pregnant sky opened its arms,<br />
letting an unfettered torrent rush through.<br />
great rolling balls of thunder,<br />
play hokey pokey with electric flashes of lightning!<br />
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a symphony of sounds burst forth,<br />
drumbeats of pattering raindrops on barren rooftoops,<br />
synchronise with cymbal clashes of astral music,<br />
while the heavenly orchestra bows to its own beat!<br />
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here, on earth, excitement of another kind ensues<br />
trees wrench their branches forward,<br />
clasping the rains in a never-ending embrace,<br />
plants sway to a magical score, its been a long, long wait!<br />
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little puddles and baby streams rush to compete,<br />
while birds protect their young in fragile homes!<br />
powerless animals, all huddle together,<br />
humbled before nature's awesome glory!<br />
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people, run helter-skelter, seeking the comfort<br />
of home and hearth, relieved still...for the respite!<br />
children, seeking merriment from these rains,<br />
oh, to shriek and play, and float paper boats!<br />
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i sit by the window, looking out at this miracle of nature,<br />
in my mind's eye, i soar open-armed into a verdant valley!<br />
i know, that rejuvenation is on the cards,<br />
and hope that the thirsting emptiness of my heart<br />
gets slaked by the life-giving nurture of the rains!<br />
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tuesday, 07jun11, 0015hours.Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-50657416997076376912011-06-02T10:03:00.000-07:002011-06-02T20:58:57.803-07:00haiku......tranceswirl in bliss<br />
to a mystical merger<br />
with the Divine, immortality!<br />
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the pendulum sways<br />
locked gaze, mind<br />
in a hypnotic trance...<br />
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dagger drawn, slit<br />
beads of blood glisten<br />
paralysed, fear!<br />
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comatose, in a drug-induced <br />
psychedelic trance, even <br />
Death seems sublime!<br />
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immersed in musical delights <br />
to a rapturous splendour,<br />
énchantment, enhanced!! <br />
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02jun11, 2230hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-90265318953236979332011-04-16T12:09:00.000-07:002011-04-16T21:11:59.482-07:00haiku....resonancenight's inky blackness<br />
echoes the resonance<br />
of its nocturnal creatures<br />
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<br />
cast a pebble onto still waters<br />
watch ever-increasing concentric circles<br />
resonate within its ripples!<br />
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two hearts beat as one<br />
resonate to the rhythm<br />
and sounds of love!<br />
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silence grapples with noise<br />
pain shrieks at happiness<br />
hush ... yet, only serenity prevails!<br />
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Walk away in silence......<br />
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Walk away in silence, my friend<br />
Just walk away in silence....<br />
Why suffocate under the burdens <br />
of a million unspoken words?<br />
Why quail before unknown fears?<br />
Walk away in silence, my friend<br />
Just walk away in silence....<br />
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Why quake before myriad expectations?<br />
Why tremble beneath weighty guilts?<br />
I have always known and understood<br />
That there is really not much to be said....<br />
Walk away in silence, my friend<br />
Just walk away in silence....<br />
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Have no fear, my dear......I will pretend....<br />
and bury my wounds in the stifling silence.....<br />
Just let dignity and grace be our redeemers<br />
Parting is never sweet sorrow, my dear <br />
So, walk away in silence, my friend....<br />
Just walk away in silence.<br />
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17apr2011, 0040hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-28014411358023330682011-03-04T04:17:00.000-08:002011-03-04T09:10:08.732-08:00Haiku....Mirage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0uxLdbLtmA/TXD_1G5i1rI/AAAAAAAAABI/ktEjkznua1s/s1600/sid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="213" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0uxLdbLtmA/TXD_1G5i1rI/AAAAAAAAABI/ktEjkznua1s/s320/sid.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Lost in barren wastelands<br />
the glimmer of a river beckons<br />
still ..... deathly hope! T'is only a mirage!<br />
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Crushed under the yoke of dictators<br />
countries, peoples ... torn asunder<br />
breaths of freedom, a mirage?<br />
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04mar2011....1830hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-86309264957797864132011-01-19T00:55:00.000-08:002011-02-06T22:27:07.854-08:00Colours of Me...!Myriads of colours enclose me in a warm embrace,<br />
Every hue imbibing a bit of me.<br />
It seems like a kaleidoscope of enchanting colours,<br />
Has followed me through the ages,<br />
........And time stood still.<br />
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Can you recall the budding bloom that I was,<br />
When you see the soothing pinks and happy yellows?<br />
Do you see a child-woman in those brilliant blues and striking purples?<br />
Do you see me now, a mature woman,<br />
In the warm maroon and lush green tones of the Earth?<br />
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Can you feel my passion in that fiery red,<br />
And experience my love in the hot pink?<br />
Sense my serenity in the midnight blue,<br />
And the despondency, that sometimes,<br />
Weaves its way through the greys?<br />
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Can you hear my laughter in the deep orange,<br />
My silence in the blacks,<br />
And my yearning in the pearly whites?<br />
Come, my beloved, take my hand...<br />
And let us merge, creating a vivid new colour of love!<br />
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September 19, 2010.....posted Jan 19, 2011 at 1400hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-27149245962797358102011-01-16T00:23:00.000-08:002011-01-16T14:30:08.663-08:00The Shroud....See the wispy mist rise out of the swamps<br />
a mist, seemingly a shroud!<br />
A shroud for the living<br />
not for the dead!<br />
The flimsy drape conceals nothing<br />
neither a million mediocrities,<br />
nor a million fears!<br />
Yet, masking, hiding, camouflaging<br />
the true self, deeply layered beneath!<br />
Lifetimes pass by, compressed<br />
into tiny capsules of moments<br />
We lie there, live here<br />
unable shrug off the shroud,<br />
unaware of its very existence!<br />
What a wasted life<br />
when the True Self awaits realisation!!<br />
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Jan 16, 2011...1350 hrs<br />
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Haiku....Insomnia<br />
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Eyes wide shut<br />
solitude, a lullaby soothes<br />
sleep, what a requiem!Premahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-17567838908471155332011-01-10T15:19:00.000-08:002011-01-11T09:31:22.894-08:00My Sweet Lord....Celestial...<br />
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Infinite heavens, acutely defined...<br />
Celestial bodies glitter, overshadowed...<br />
By the Almighty Celestial Being! <br />
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My Sweet Lord...<br />
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As I stand, humble before Your image<br />
Or what I perceive,<br />
To be an imagined likeness of You<br />
I can only stand and stare...<br />
Swathed am I, in Your divine radiance<br />
Your grace envelopes me,<br />
As I surrender to Your celestial beauty!<br />
My sweet Lord, I supplicate you<br />
Let Your will define me!<br />
I bow my head in eternal gratefulness<br />
For the multitude of blessings<br />
You have bestowed upon me!<br />
The bells toll a melodious chime,<br />
And the divine music begins...<br />
Enraptured am I, and bliss I seek<br />
As I look forward to being one with Thee!!! <br />
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Jan 11, 2011...0415hrsPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-20149157366697515712011-01-06T09:57:00.000-08:002011-01-06T10:17:04.640-08:00The ButterflyReborn through crushing pain,<br />
a stark metamorphosis occurs,<br />
look, a fragile beauty is born!<br />
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See the butterfly cruise the wind,<br />
flitting from branch to tree,<br />
chasing and ardently wooing flowers!<br />
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In the shortness of its existence,<br />
it roams freely, giving of itself,<br />
and life-inducing succour!<br />
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Spreading enchantment with its shimmer,<br />
quenching the thirst of lost souls,<br />
is it a celestial being, I wonder?<br />
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6th January 2011, 11:27 pmPremahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06466190120935075604noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-500661524063099831.post-37826906468451910662011-01-01T22:26:00.000-08:002011-01-02T10:08:21.894-08:00Haikus....BeginningIn the beginning<br />
There was the Word,<br />
And the Word, Divine...<br />
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The universe<br />
Infinite nothingness<br />
No beginning, no end...<br />
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A new day<br />
A new life<br />
A new beginning...<br />
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Life quivers...<br />
The beginning of the end<br />
Death....breath stills...<br />
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Tender, shy glances<br />
Unrequited sighs...<br />
Love's a-beginning !!!<br />
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