Labelling

Every man has a dark side. But, the dark side is not necessarily be black in color. Perhaps what appears dark is just a thin veil of blackness over a white side, self-imposed or imposed by others. Labeling is but a vicious insanity. What you wish to see that alone will appear to you.

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The Past

Many a times I laid the past to rest
A burial ground of many incidences
But, somewhere along the time
I misplaced the key to lock the gate to the past
And, the past comes rushing wildly towards me,
But, the key is not within the grasp!!

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Poetry, wine immortal!

Poetry is wine immortal
Mind and soul in total
Words but energy
Verses make rivers,
At its deepest
ocean of wine.
  
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Silence of this night

Silence of this night
Weaves my tears
A crystal garland it makes
For a heart void of many joys.
I wonder why this drama continues
A life I wonder if had I ever lived
Or a wonderful live I live not
This life a desert or a meadow?

The silence continues, I am
Searching a magical moment
Between raining tears
And, fragile fears.


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Table Lamp

The dim table lamp
Peeps deep into the night
Caressing me with wonderful feel
Its beauty as ever remains the same.

The dim table lamp
A silent witness
Though cast many shadows
Of doubts around.
Occupying a small space
On my study table
It lightens up a large space
Soothing the eyes from pains.
The moment is fast seeping
Unto dimensionless time
Yet the light diligently remains
Absorbing me and my thoughts in meditation.
In dimness, the darkness unraveled
A beauty emerges with shadows around
Euphorically fuels the soul and
Synching the mind in joyous mood.

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Will it dawn...

Covered by lichen
The sterile heart
Hardens day by day.

I wonder when the shine will be
For the golden age to rise
To claim the height that we belong too
The pinnacle of soul!!

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