MY WORLD
my world is just beginning
it's here to stay
my home is here in this open space
under the blue sky
in equality and the war
a sense of defeat and utter chaos,
poisoned relationship,
with envy and narrowness,
to go out from this
all the earnest answers
touch on the
soft plane of the grass line.
a new life that shines,
melody and harmony in tune
with the rhythm and texture,
nothing weighs on, fly things
my soul is awash with moments of
transient beauty and with love,
its light, its cadence floating
never draped, never fall apart
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INTENSE
Unlaced the tiny stars
Grey sultry afternoon
Spilling dry leaves,
Sadhus preaching love
Clouds whirling in white
Deeply felt,
Shadows hang from the above
On the stock market board.
Music in silence
The fragrances come back
From the soft blossoms,
Charcoal sky whispers
Love and hatred,
One line at a time,
Ether waves stroke the fire
In some sections of the branch.
A lonely child descend from
The concrete stairs
Caged and tamed the soul,
Come home, shaky bones
Round drops of tears fall on the
soft pile of earth,
steam rises from the chimney
to the edge of the slope
the gleam of a distant cafe
not knowing the property
of assured calmness,
of strange power dynamics
that changes day and night.
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UNSHED TEARS
I am wondering whether
They can hear
The slow humming
In the early morning.
While they floated by
Walk and walk,
The soil underneath
Passed into the fiery, steely path.
They bring water
from the distant well,
thin hair, the skin dry on bones.
Sparks never step into the flame.
Their young masters
Can shout but not sing,
Tossed and clapped around,
Their mothers can do neither.
The whining wheel of the
The daily express,
With eyes closed
They stare at the cruel sun.
In summer evening or
Under winter light
They melt into their
Unshed tears.
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