Walkathon

I wake up in sweat of indignation sleep in a perplexed state I don’t know why I’m not accepted though nobody says rejected In this field of thistle, I am the improbable A strange mind in a familiar face they extend gloved hands, but fail to connect acknowledge brilliance, but show no respect I know …

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Forsaking the unknown

Did she really want worship while living a suppressed life? wistfully she saw girls jumping around  rising up to meet the sky scaling up dreams on the way How she’d have loved to be commonplace, ordinary with no expectations or conduct restrictions Alas! A life not meant to be  the princess lies buried here for …

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Solitary

solitude gently embraces blends into my being effortlessly   generating awareness source of all restlessness lies outside   and then, I think experience to enhance the value warmth of being alone   holds others at its centre with all their dissonance, consonance music it generates   light that emanates from an inner glow reflects searing …

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Deconstruction

break down everything in pieces reconstruct in different patterns to explore create order in chaos find hidden treasures somewhere where I breathe in fulfilment   I never let go of this dream….   life moves on presenting puzzles of different kinds which I’m not wired to solve I land in suffocation once again to break …

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Nuggets of hope

I lap up every word on medialooking for a nugget of hope therenobody knows what lies aheaddo you realize I'm just afraid looking for a nugget of hope therethey sell strategies for futuredo you realize I'm just afraidI want assurance, not information they sell strategies for futureI lap up every word on mediaI want assurance, …

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Raw power

Nine yards of fabric Around a petite frame Valour personified, violence vindicated As she steps up to slay monsters Red becomes her, the Goddess compels All to respect, to accept and bow To power of the feminine Raw are wounds on her soul Instilling fear, inspiring awe, as blood oozes…. Note: A nine-day long festival …

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