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Poetry

He was Free

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The surging emotions
that often kept him in an oblivious state
were subsiding

and the hope resurrected with a gentle blip,

The smiles
that had morphed into a grim outlook
was jutting out,

And the love
that was crushed under the miasma of betrayal
found new wings,

It was a new day,
a new beginning,

The sun was breaking into some golden hue,
the clouds were fading away,
the flowers bloomed,

for he decided to pull the anchors out
from the past yore
and slowly but surely
he liberated,
he was free

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Thoughts

Liberation

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I have seen imagination at the epitome of brilliance when souls are not constrained and hearts are not chained

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Thoughts

Rested Mind

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A rested mind is what one need for having a crystal clear thinking and a meaningful dialogue

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Thoughts

Let it Go

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Wailing out loud always heals the soul, and often to show our defiant self we shatter our heart deep inside

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Life Lessons

Life’s little Pleasures

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I remember vividly the days when I was struggling to establish my career. I had left my hometown and found abode in a place far away from home. The hustle-bustle, the storm of new faces, the sheer rapidity at which the city moved was overwhelming to say the least. The initial days were rough, for I had no friend, no mentor, no one to lean on. I was pretty much on my own.

Soon thereafter my brother joined me to pursue his studies further. The city was much bigger, offered many avenues and was a natural choice for aspiring people like us from small towns. My brother and I became best friends. We used to fight, play and do everything together. And the bond we formed during those early days of togetherness, we cherish till today.

We rented a small one-bedroom place. The house was a makeshift arrangement till the time we directionally knew where we were headed. We had a second-hand water-cooler to beat the heat when the temperature often sours over 115 degrees Fahrenheit. And I distinctly recall how we used to go to a local movie theater in peak summer days spending three hours in coolness. We used to buy the cheapest front row tickets in the most dilapidated setting, mostly to sleep in peace.

The only other way to beat the heat was by buying watermelon from street-side vendors. When the ice-cool slices of watermelon melted in our mouth while the heat remained at peak, and we dripped in sweat, couldn’t beat the luxury of having watermelon now at home at perfect room temperature.

This thought crossed my mind while I was having watermelon the other day at the comfort of my home. Ironically, It never tasted as heavenly delicious as it used during those days of thrift.

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Thoughts

A second Pair of Eyes

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And when we fail to get what we dearly desire, we often spit rile, sadly unaware of our misdeed, for we are captivated by some sense of betrayal. And when we see such a disheveled person, instead of nurturing angst, embrace with openness. We never know maybe a small gesture can change someone’s outlook towards life.

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Poetry

The constant Battle

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There is definitely a vacuum without you being around,
but I fail to define this nothingness,
for I am not able to comprehend
the juxtaposition of emotions,
which plays on my head with constant force
ever since we parted our ways,
and my heart is beyond my control,
for it always juts out against my wish for your arrival
and often drench me in melancholy,
even though it knows you are gone
it keeps rekindling hope
and despite all the threats and scolding
it betrays me
trusting a hollow promise you gave as a passing reference
that you will come one day

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Poetry

All for love

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Brilliance of the sun faded in the basking glow of the moon, and the crescent took pride without knowing what it was proud of was given by the bright star in discretion, and the sun remained in peace knowing the moon was in blithe, for it was in love

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Thoughts

Take it Easy

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Laze around a few times, for life is not a race but a wonder to relish, which needs attention with a relaxed carefree mind

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Poetry

Freedom

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The best gift one can give to the one’s companion is freedom of weave any thoughts

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