Poetry

Space in my soul

That space in my soul The one that I guarded with All the beats of my heart How did you learn of it?   You, with your lopsided grin And the scattered salt pepper Of your grisly stubble Burrowed your way in somehow   I never let my guard down …

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What do you see?

  Do you Peek into me when I peek into you? Do you Look at me when I look at you? Do you?   Tell me, what do you see?   A crumpled visage, Like the last cookie in the jar Guarding the vestiges of A faded youth within a …

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O gust of wind

This poem is a traditional ballad in the AABC rhyme scheme   O gust of wind blowing through this land Take a message, this letter from my hand Take it; carry it forth to my one true love The one who waits for my return at dusk   Rage if …

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I love thee

… I love thee With every ounce of my being With every thought in my conscious With every breath that I inhale I feel the pang of our separation. Yes, I love thee.   …I love thee When the orb of the night ascends I pin my hopes, tack them …

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Earth Wonders

  The muted sounds of yesterday Are no longer silent I hear them over the somber Veil of the day The chirps, the caws and the cheeps Are all clamoring For their share of my attention   Am I not their mother? Do only humans have a lien over me? …

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The boat and the fisherman

I have stood for many moons Under the starlit, spangled heavens Delving into the mysteries of the sea. I have stood for many suns Under the golden, warm sky Deciphering the enigmas of the universe. Bobbing on the deep blue, Swaying to the murmurs of the wind I have ridden …

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Come back, my dear

My dear… Do I miss you? Ah, that is an understatement. Does the dawn miss its dusk? Is the moon complete without the stars? Yes, it is sacrilege to ask, ‘Do I miss you?’ I wish… I had valued you more when I had you. Had I done that, mayhap, …

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Shards of Life

In the shards of the mirror Strewn around me, I see life scattered Peeking furtively From the jagged rims.   I see instances And I see incidents, Some long forgotten Some fresh Peeping from the corners.   Like life, the shards too struggle Do they not? At a semblance of …

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Sands of time

  Through the spun filigree of dusk As I bade farewell to another day I ached for you.   Did the sifting sands of time stop? Did my maimed heart skip a beat?   Swathed in reams of gloomy regret I felt my heart throb painfully as It ached for …

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