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Thousand wishes I laid on your path

The one with pricking thorns

Flowers weren’t for me

For I resonate fragrance of similar splendor

But crushed often

In distilleries

Squeezed, crumbled

Ain’t life such

Forget the leisure

Treading difficult terrains

Is a trend in my nature

@soumya

 

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Few steps…


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few steps and we cross

the gateway of earth

after the crisscross of clouds and few norms

we land on an altar

of stars

beneath , the world appears minute like a dewdrop

here ,we stride in cosmos

beside the planets in backdrop

can we hold and pick them up

place in orbits as we thought?

Life or destiny

can it be aligned and designed as

we presume and want?

 

©Soumya

Carved


 

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amidst the rumbling chaos and storms

on the rock of life perpetual & strong

thy presence

cut and chiselled a new form

carving emotions on heart and piercing

the veins …

pricking to be alive every moment

every dawn

Tis inexplicable

the hammer

silent blow

and rock

awaiting new shape

new sculpture of life to be formed…

 

©Soumya

 

 

 

Redundant


 

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I triumphed over  the odds

Sometimes to slash the thorns

the blossoms on stretched meadows

caressed  wounds while I galloped

as if flying on unicorn

A halt for a while , a shelter under a tree

gathering perspired breaths

rose the spirit to journey

Yeah ! it is the endless path

road to the ethereal resort

tents, huts , caravans

allure midway along

neither any fancies nor any whims

is abreast

to stop  the dreams

The   soul glimpses and carries forth

A new endeavor to survive on!

Gasp of air


via Daily Prompt: Sludge

While the thick muck of negative air strangled one’s soul

and stiffened become the veins

in moments life becomes a sore

when brushing aside the sludge of thoughts

Break ,they

the inside of your heart

warns a signal

an alarm

halt! watch and then walk along

Tis sludge

you shall gasp for air

While the wounded spirit slashes past

to rebirth and continue on path…

 

CHANGE OF SEASON


in thy longing I m lost

within the satin folds of warmth

between endless  heartbeats of life

whence will spring advent

the wishful flower thirsts

 

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Stitched


Screams my heart loudly

while lips sealed with

threads of  promise

You sewed my heart and knotted it

Leaving the knot entangled forever

neither the pin realized nor the seamster

pined the veins

struggling for air…

stitched by destiny

in tangles of time

walk I towards destination

with a numb smile.

 

 

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