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She felt joyous

Watching herself on screen

Eyes fixed, mind engrossed
In rapt attention she smiled!

The TV stopped abruptly

Her hands held a fist
Angry, she looked around

But nobody but her remained

When the TV went on a static
Her hands loosened up

Gently she stood up, eyes blurry
With crutches, went to her room

(http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1188054/crutches/)

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You, photo sharing

pop-up rhymester!

a one-day glory

for a full-time jester?

is that all you’ve got?

exulting in adulation

of ‘up thumb’ display

painstaking toil

for a chirpy convey

much bother for naught

go away from that evil

a rectangular cage

a duality so curbing

too daunting to assuage

surely, not asking a lot!

banter a bit, out of the cage

break her reckless grind

a cursed double-life

no cage to hide behind!

  

it wasn’t what she thought!

mother’s day isn’t just a day

it is your lifetime, borrowed

moment by moment

nourished and hallowed

a vicarious life – don’t let it rot!

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walk by the flowering plant

sing them a sweet song
talk to them about future
and the need to be strong

they may bloom or wither

you must keep walking on
should they wither then
do not be holding on

there is only one way

they say, and it is ahead
too many curses all around
either to kill or to behead

no need for art hereon

its gonna be unheard of
love is for yesterday
it is the reign of hatred now

don't express, its fatal

it will turn around on you
don't make noise, shhh!!
or flowers will die too

art isn't for us

everything is a lie
to live in these sick times
might as well die!

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and one day when you have only but love to give

i hope that you find a way to give her your all.

for i know too well how miserable it feels to live

when its stored in boxes of agony & an imaginary phone call

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Dreaming of the box

Buried deep under soil

A box of dreams

Where hopes never go spoiled

In your embrace I revel

But it is too good to be true

Without you I shrivel

This conundrum - I give up on you

I must run far away from your gaze

That your thoughts elude me

I am running in a circular maze

No, they won't let me be

Why torture me this way

Sadist that you are - why won't you

My nights are endless and my day

Is spent dreaming to be with you

I stand on top of you and see

Myself inside, lying down in peace

I am curious and I dread this scene

Go away box, go away thoughts. Go away please!

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When the tides come up, the moon gleams bright

When moon's in veil, tides aren't alright!

Getting to the shore only to retreat,

Over & over for love, get beat!

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You go away. A day, a time
Strings of blues morbidly rhyme
I am looking for myself - you!

I try to run, can't help its hurting
Not a way to keep from waiting
There's no joy in me - you!

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A spectacle so refreshing

The way his body moves

The lady ought to feel enchanted

The way he holds her & grooves

Could it be a special day that

He had asked her​ to dance

​She ​must snap out of this spell

A surreal and magical trance

But when she​ heard him breathe

Into her​ ears as he held her​ tight

It felt more real than it should

It was heaven – a sullen mind’s delight

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The Lexington Minuteman representing John Parker

The fourth kiss

She probed him to it

He wasn't up for it

She tried one last time

But no thoughts rhymed

As she whined

He changed his mind

Kissed the rifle

Thrice

And that was the price

But her, he missed

So once more he kissed

She felt it, she felt him

Joy filled to its brim

She loves him to bits

In his arms she merrily fits

The fourth kiss

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Gently tiptoeing with a smile

Around my senses, oh for a while

What makes you feel so welcomed

Wandering freely yet, in me bound

Fool that I am I failed to see

I let yourself into me

I could set you free

But should I? My love, my liege

Would you linger on and make my life?

I beseech you

Even if it's a part of you - just a slice

Cos without you it's empty, don't bid adieu

Left alone - me and my mental strife.

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A star is shining bright tonight

The heavens are decked up in its best

The world envies, friends rejoice

I look up the sky and it seems to hide in shame

For the star is amidst is, illuminating joy

May your year be of realizations, and your dreams just as well

For you deserve all that and more

I am glad I am by your side as you step into another glorious year

a year of dreams and hope

Thank you for being you, for being this beautiful person that you are.

May your smile curb your sorrows at bay

May you live a life that's so meaningful

So I may vicariously dwell in your happiness

One that radiates like the rainbow

A life worth living

Happy birthday Tejas!

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Your memories behind you've left

My mind body soul handcuffed

How can I go on knowing that

Life of me is with you in debt

In a conundrum of chances

None favoring my wishes

But in your memory I will relish

Those things I live for

And then in your fond reminisce, perish..

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Photo courtesy: Google

Myriad dreams, rat race of a life

Too little time, but options rife

Few things make it worth the while

All through tough times, bitter & vile

I love you, cos you make life sweeter..

Shy though that I am - less said the better!

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When I think of you

I think of the shape of clouds

When they spread themselves for me

For us

When we spend endless nights

Drinking our lives in glasses of hope

Of dreams..

I now go back

With just the clouds with me

Spreading itself for me

I see you

I see us

In it

And when I miss you

When a tear rolls down my eye

I look up to the clouds

And say, you own me

You own my life

My world

I share a part of me

If not all of me

With you

Only you

For nobody loves me as you do

And I as you

I love you!

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Henry Nelson O'Neil, Woman In Love - 1856

Come, sit next to me

Read aloud a story

Of a girl and let she be free

Of grief and of misery

Come, touch my face

With those fingers of grace

Let the story be sung with a gaze

Of this beautiful morning haze

Come, be one with me and you

Know its melancholic not to

Feel you under my skin

Its true

For I think we’re one, never two!

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The room - now empty without you

Sweet melancholy they say, must be true!

Look by your side when you walk out that door,

A part of me will be found walking too!

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Misery! Oh the misery of a play that's ending.

A reality that goes amiss and emotions descending.

Though the audience know not of what goes on my mind,

I just seek solace in their remarks - mostly condescending!

I wish and hope I pass on the words I am intending.

Oh grief! Take me back into the actor's shoes,

in this reality, pain is impending!

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Phoenix-Fabelwesen


and thus times will pass
to bring melody and harmony
just hang in there with many
hopes for the melancholic impasse!

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Words are empty

when I want to

tell you, how it feels

to say 'I love you'

I love you, I really do.

Cliches are  not for me.

So what if I don't say it;

that you mean the world to me.

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Strolling in a distant land..

With myself hand in hand..

Wishing it lingers in my mind..

When I retreat to the grind..