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Poetry

Black

black poetry

Is it a colour or absence of one, Or is it a sign of superstition. Is it a mixture of all the shades, Or what remains after it fades. Our guest writer Yangchen Bhutia is back.. This time with some poetry on Black… Sometimes, it is linked with a race, Whilst the reverse is deemed an ace. It represents sorrow, sickness and death, Also enormous unaccounted wealth. Either a hole in outer space, That absorbs all and leaves no trace.…

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aarwen Poetry

A Home Is…

Home Poetry

That wall against which I rest my tired head The last step sitting on which I stare blankly ahead I see my dog curled for hours in his happy spot From where he barks at neighbours no matter what The soothing hum of gently falling rain Sleepy at midnights I hear it time and again All around is wild green grass I never did mow I’ll throw away those sunflower seeds I never could sow The kitchen was forever mine…

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Poetry

Buddha & Friends

A poem by our guest writer Lalita Arya …………………………………………………………   I went a-walking, casually strolling  in the busy market place, there were roaming cows, munching goats & stray dogs. The open-air stalls were filled with colorful handbags, real & costume jewelry carved wooden images of two Krishnas absorbed in their fluid notes of flutes that Nataraj kept dancing on.  The Buddha didn’t hear a thing as he was fast asleep  in his meditative state. They were all outside the shop…

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durga Poetry

अनकही बातें (Ankahi baatein) – A Hindi poem

ankahi baatein hindi poem

अनकही बातें कई तुमसे कहनी थीं पास आकर बैठो हाल-ए-दिल ज़रा सुनलो तुम्हें मालूम था परेशानी मेरी संभाला जब उलझी हुई थी सबर का बाँध टूट जाता गर साथ तुम्हारा तब ना होता ऐसे रखा खयाल मेरा जैसे हूँ फूल की पंखुड़ी ऐसा मुझपर असर हुआ इस चाहत में मैं और खिली एक तमन्ना जाग उठी है कहने को दिल बेकरार है एक अरसा हुआ कहे तुमसे मुझे आज भी तुमसे प्यार है Transliteration : Ankahi baatein kayi Tumse kehni…

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Poetry

the queue

you are green bamboo forests bending in the evening as i fear its creatures and shiver to its call you are the wide surging river, sand banks ever stretching the long bridge crosses and takes me to the other side you are the three cornered toy in moghalserai station and the sound of a coal engine screaming in the night you are the twisting grey road up the steepening mountain rhododendrons fiery by its side, my breath held tight you…

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indi Poetry

when i see flowers i think of you

when i see flowers i think of you purse your lips and perhaps you smile there is no distance beyond the hour the hour that comes unmindful of season and time   this flower whose name i do not know yet it sits right by my sitting room’s window and amid its cloak of silken unbending leaves bursts forth in colour of hue intense and pure there is no uncertainty in its lines no murmur of may i or if…

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durga Poetry

Life’s Perils – A poem

There’s something ’bout life’s perils They keep coming back, of course they will But each time, the roles are changed With much diversity, experience gained Treading on, on the path of hope Steering clear of the surrendering  slope A strong resolve to withstand the gale Rough weather, but the ship has to sail An excruciating task, a test of patience Giving every progress, a touch of exuberance Drop by drop, the pot will fill Inch by inch, the soil will…

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durga Poetry

Try and try – A pondering poem

An age old saying Memory would often feed Try and try And you will succeed I’ve often wondered Whether it’s true Many a time I believed It’s solves many an issue With every new trial One gets to improve With every failure One learns something new Trying again and again Near the goal one gets For it’s also said Practise makes one perfect So after several falls One does learn to ride After several trials Rockets do reach the sky…

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durga Poetry

The melodious sound of the anklets

I never tire from hearing The melodious sound of the anklets Years since I’ve been wearing Beautiful pieces resting on my legs The music on, I prance around The anklets matching with the sound Tinkling along the beat of the drum Joining me as I happily hum The anklets seem to reflect my mood For if I’m sad or if I brood They remain quiet, hardly make a sound In happier times, they prattle aloud These threads of silver amuse…

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aarwen Poetry

Misery

writersbrew poetry

Tired and worn Tattered and torn Swept along hapless with the winds Left alone, faded and forlorn.   Wailing and weeping Sobbing and screaming Inconsequential in the grand scheme of things Damp eyes with tears streaming.   Depressed and driven insane Tortured and in pain Invisible to all that good fate brings Left alone fighting in vain.   Hopeless and unheeded Ignored and defeated A lone cry in the discordant dissonant string With all happiness depleted.   Ever had a day when you just can’t get…

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