Once, there was me, being silly,
Unaware of the lessons I would learn.
Once, there was me, being silly,
Speaking all the beautiful things that came to mind.

Once, there was me, being silly,
Believing in happiness.
Once, there was me, being silly,
Confronted with the impossible.

Once, there was me, being simple,
Choosing to be the toughest.
Once, there was me, being excited,
Dreaming beyond freedom's grasp.

Once, there was me, being a teacher,
Teaching myself how to find peace.
Once, there was me, being loved,
Feeling the entire world within me.

Once, there was me, truly living,
Understanding how to embrace life.
And here I am, being silly once more,
Writing this prose and
Continuing to learn about the world.

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So, here is another prose,
Contemplating the cold breeze.

Thoughts in the head
Are Similar to the Slippery mud.

A melody for the mood,
Played by the wind.

Dance of dazzling rain,
Healing the soul's pain.

Voice in the mind, Whispered
Nothing has more worth than,

Comprehending this feel silently.

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A rare reflection,
Showing destruction!
Heart left with confusion.

That Soul was neither mine,
Nor yours.
But, Once know as ours!

Now only reflects
Bending vows,
Broken bonds,
Loosen strings.

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Both were lovers,

One who never loved.
And the other who never got love.

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Your warming deep breath
Over my chin in the cold night.
A tight hug under chilling wind,
Let's avoid space to air in-between.
Let me hold your hand
Tip to tip.
Let your blood flow through me
And then to you back again.
You'll get to know how much
You have conquered myself!

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It's a human tendency to
obliviously lose connections...

Where are the beautiful colors,
that once illicitly vanquished your pains?

You should be formidable,
let everything go, nothing cares what you feel.

How long a dew stays to make a flower
more beautiful than usually it is?

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A tiny sharp needle,
And a silly big balloon.
Both have no idea about
what just happened.

I gave you the freedom,
Tiny needle claimed!
I can fly without wings,
The silly one squealed.

A positive definition
For a irreversible action.
A beautiful acceptance
In a hard circumstance!

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ಮುಳ್ಳೊಂದು ತಾನು,
ವಿಷವೆಲ್ಲ ಅಡಗಿ
ನೋವಾಗಿ ಬೆಳೆವ ಮುನ್ನ,
ನನ್ನ ಹೃದಯ ಬೇಕಿತ್ತೇ?

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ತಾನಾಗುವ ಮುನ್ನ

ಸ್ವರವೊಂದು ತಾನು,
ಹನಿಯೊಂದು ತಾಕಿ
ಹಾಡಾಗುವ ಮುನ್ನ
ನಿನ್ನ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶ ಬಯಸಿತ್ತು.

ಮೊಗ್ಗಾಗಿ ತಾನು,
ಮಕರಂದ ತುಂಬಿ
ಹೂವಾಗಿ ಅರಳುವ ಮುನ್ನ
ನಿನ್ನ ಮುಡಿಗೆ ಮುಡಿಪಾಗಿತ್ತು .

ಮುಗಿಲೊಂದ ತಾನು,
ಮನತುಂಬಿ ಹಾಡಿ
ಮಳೆಯಾಗಿ ಸುರಿವ ಮುನ್ನ
ನಿನ್ನ ಅಪ್ಪಿಗೆ ಕೋರಿತ್ತು.

ಹನಿಯೊಂದು ತಾನು,
ಭಾವನೆಗಳು ತುಂಬಿ
ಕಂಬನಿಯಾಗುವ ಮುನ್ನ
ನಿನ್ನ ಒಲವಿನ ಕನಸಾಗಿತ್ತು.

ತಾನಾಗುವ ಮುನ್ನ ,
ನಿನ್ನ ಒಲವ ಅಪ್ಪಿಗೆಯ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶ ಬೇಕಿತ್ತು!!!

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Blind.

On a rainy evening,
As the dancing drops
Heals the Scorching pebbles.
That singing notes,
Awake billions of lives.
Purest and strong,
You know that aroma
Then I'm not wrong.
As I watch blind,
Those windows never mind.
With each raindrop hug,
An empty road
Never felt alone!

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