Hard times are a blessing
The wound which needed the dressing
An inner scream so loud
A soul so proud..

People , places , societies
Judgments , opinions until my thirties
A box I was never meant to be put
Rocket of desires shoot..

Lonely and broken at this age
But strong and soften the gaze
Life is an adventurous island
still alive and still I stand..

Thankful and grateful to my Lord
For giving me the pen as my sword
When I look up to the sky
He looks after me when I try…

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The Train I travelled alone
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A blue train
As if indigo had a strain
Passengers walked by
snacks and fish fry
Rush and hustle bustle
Thought was lonely among those struggle

Nostalgic memories rushed
When my dream was crushed
No known face in those crowd
None I found who can make me feel proud
A journey I had seen alone
Too tired ,weary and torn

Train arrived with a whistler
While running to it, my foot showed a blister
I caught it with a hurt foot
May be I was born to aim and shoot
The journey started with a lonely ride
May be life had some plans in my stride

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The Ship
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A giant ship far across the sea
Magnificent and free
Sailing across the continents
Picking different scents

Deep dark night arrives
The ship sails fearlessly and strives
Storms and rain disturb
Crossed the Bay of Bengal & the Arab

Its knows no destination
Seems the captain lost its mission
The anchor is still strong
It can never go wrong

With a hope the ship moved
Looks beautifully grooved
May be the ship was its own master
They say, “A ship is not meant to be safe in the harbour”

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The Lonely Wolf
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The sun shines too bright
She holds her tears so tight
The lonely wolf- not a predator
Leads a pack to find something better

Beauty was there indeed
Faraway from jealousy and greed
The lonely wolf - insecurities sprouted
As the piles of danger mounted

In the coolness of the moonlight
When stars shine too bright
The lonely wolf- falls prey to her own thought
A messy jungle, which she never sought…

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Home
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Home for me is where I had shed my skin
An abode to show my grin
When the world was upside down
When they scare and frown

Home for me is those who stood by
In all my triumphs and try
In health and sickness
In beauty and in all the mess

Home for me is where I was loved
For who I am and not ever judged
Very few could see the truth
When all is rough and nothing smooth

Home for me is who I see in mirror
Never broke through all the terror
In silence and in crowd
That voice was so loud…

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A starry night
One big star looks so bright
Up above my head
Before I go to bed

Trying to talk to me
Dreams which I can’t see
Sent me some gifts
When all my fear drifts

A beautiful sky
When I fail , I try
Unresolved my thought
Dried like a desert and drought

Sent me hope and blessing
For all those days I had been pressing
The night seems peaceful
Dreams have arrived in a packet full

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OLD
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I feel old
brazen and bold
A lot grey hair
Each has a story to share..

I feel old
A soul that can mould
Few wrinkles are seen
Decades , it has been..

I feel old
Loneliness does not scare
People come and go
Still I keep on the show..

I feel old
Don’t miss my youth
Old age has its sweetness
It’s beautiful amidst all the mess…

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The woods
Ready for all my moods
To unwind and heal
May be to seal the deal..

The woods
The scars and the wounds
Trees are tall and grass are small
Life’s spring has welcome the fall..

The woods
A thought broods
Greens and the wild
Too gentle and too mild..

The wood
In its depth, often I was understood
A trip with my friends
All broken emotions ,it mends…

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I saw a dead butterfly on the street
On my way,I used to long for it to meet
Colours were crushed and wings were lost
Lost my hope and left with a little trust..

Reminded me of my school days
When the flowers shine with the Sun-rays
I would run behind the beautiful butterfly
Moved from flower to flower and often shy away..

I tried to save it by all means
Memories of the past and childhood scenes
It was my friend and I played with it
It used to wait for me for a lovely treat..

I lost a friend in the world where nothing was mine
Hoped someday my sun would shine
Yesterday I saw it in my dream
It was flying towards a beautiful stream…

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RAIN
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Rain reminds me of the smell forgotten
Life seems easy and lessens my burden
Its solace touches my soul like no other
Makes me dance and not to bother..

Rain drops tastes like home coming
Like birds chirping and singing
Bees envy that I dint taste their honey
I enjoyed those rain drops with my friend, bunny..

Rain drops sound like heavenly music
I wait for life to cast some magic
Often it reminds me of my memories
Good, bad , ugly all in stories..

Rain drops clear my eyes to see the world
Sometimes kind and sometimes bold
Today, When I eagerly wait for that rain
God whispered - “ No waiting is in vain “…

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