Conflicting Minds

Classics are back but I miss my letters. Digital media has got it better. Skipping words and using shortcuts Emoticons have replaced, I’m going nuts. Interpretations are many to guess What it brings to mind is mess! Lost the memory and the touch Friends too many, posts too much! I recall the days that mom read out Each letter to us that came about. Emotions so true and way I understood. Making us feel the way it should.   Times have changed and so have I, Minds are ruffled and ought to lie. Seems all so superficial, Words became so artificial. Framed with so much thought and care Say those words that fail to dare. I still have treasured the words so true Years had passed, it gave me a cue That I should bring back prose and poetry Do the right, just and contrary. My love for letters never grows old, For eternity, some stories unfold!

Silently working, Hiding emotions, Subtle the breath, Meaningful actions. I hold onto the emotion, The feeling is real The outcome is uncertain Although my mind is here. Nothing can tell The true confession. Lies ahead of me, A total unseen direction!   My heart that dances, For the hope that’s there. What to interpret There’s none to care. When it’s only mine, And no one else’s. Treasured so secure Believe it exists. There’s always a yearning, Blissful, magical and special! Thinking about the next move, Looking forward for that unseen direction!  

There’s always a reason to believe, Never have I ever tried to deceive. Hidden words could express My emotions you could guess In love with what I am And have the potential to Walk miles to achieve The very road I wished to travel Couldn’t stop being free Nothing could stop me ‘being me’!   Storms that cannot cease me Winds that cannot change me Bring on every weather No fear, no flutter Uniqueness is now overrated It’s simplicity and genuineness That strikes a bond Being true to what I stand for, It’s that little acknowledgment I seek. Nothing could stop me ‘being me’!

Gazing at the beauty, Treating to the eyes Touching my very soul At the blink of an eye Sweet caress of the Moon Dreams that cover me In quiet little moments Surrendering all I have Living the Moon Dance!   The Love I sense The touch I can guess Swiftly beaming so pure Shines in all its splendor Shimmering like the gem Treasured as it appears! Rare as long as you stare Breathes that emotion Living the Moon Dance!

Raised and reared, Rooted and grounded. Breed so rare, Standing with stare. Better off a dozen, Learnt life’s finest lesson. Dearing to dare Thoughts that scare. Way beyond measure. Rooted in treasure!   Every moment it takes, Every breath that awakes, Succumb to pressure, That is life’s gesture. Times so leisure Coming to a closure. Does not that ring a bell? I have a story to tell. Listen to me instead, Rooted in treasure!

I have not run out of vocabulary, Every word I mean literally, Day and night, the thoughts set in Calls from my heart within. Riding on my mind for sure Is this making me feel insecure? Never have I felt like this. Boggling ideas is a bliss! And it is the only one That eases as done.   Somewhere read in between in lines, It says clearly, I am not fine The grass is greener on the other side, Comes to me with arms open wide. Distinct is the sound so familiar Way to far, I am not so near Yearning for that only desire, Burning intense like the fire Emotions drive afterwards Stand still, it is way beyond words!

The genesis of rich heritage, Clinging to mother earth Deeply rooted in tradition, Springs the varied cultures. A melting pot that reigns supreme, Designed with a sacred intention Coming together as one family, Diversity in unity.   Many have come and gone too soon, Times that tell, stories that should History that now repeats itself, Hold the future strong ahead. Lying beside that dainty look Offering the deal that never stood. In my heart, the only desire, Comes forth burning with fire.   Words fall short and expressions leave I know that someday we will believe The truth that unfolds Lies that we hold. Multiple ways to reveal the unsaid, True patriotism is when it bled. The days have gone, yet apart Courage, my friend shall depart.   Into the deep shall we be, Eyes that have now to see. Into the depth, shall it roar Eagles in the sky that soar. A new day dawned Memoirs so fond. Still remains among a mill...

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It comes so natural, All the wit and humor, The presence of mind, Assertiveness and Inquisitiveness, When I speak, when I write, It just flows like milk, So genuine and spontaneous, It’s all in my Genes.   Extreme in my expressions, With vibrancy and enthusiasm, Excited and quiet at the same time. Ironically, I can be straightforward. It’s no sarcasm or conflicting paradox. A play with words and pun intended. So subtle yet to the point, It’s all in my Genes. Buy Life's Little Treasures Book Online at Low Prices in India | Life's Little Treasures Reviews & Ratings - Amazon.in    

Light shines in the midst of darkness Weary stands me alone In all my nothingness I wonder What brings me to my abode There’s only one way now That I could foresee To come out of my slumber To the thoughts that awaken me Dawned a quick realization The army of Façade!   Trembling winters, sleepy nights Holding brother, my only fright Comes in time the sultry wave Beneath the sea, was all I gave The most prized possession I have an inclination Troublesome days are very close Holding up high, opening doors Waiting for the right moment, Here and now end the Façade! Buy Daffodils - Volume 2 Book Online at Low Prices in India | Daffodils - Volume 2 Reviews & Ratings - Amazon.in