Sometimes, said
Not for the ears;
Responds still.
The kitten followed me home.
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Whose was it…
Travelling with a pair of shoes –
A pristine white canvas;
Relentless climbs
And lone journey on rugged path.
Just when someone mentioned her –
‘A fragile being for delicate life,’
She kept me gripped to adventure
And led me home clean feet;
Not one but many
Imprints on her surface
Etched memories
Of the victorious…
A stubborn self?
Unsuspecting shoes?
Susceptible minds?
Or our complete trust?
Whose was it anyway,
When a pristine white canvas
Enamoured me to consider
Travelling with a pair of shoes?
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Karmic
Shed myself into the moment
My wax melted and froze
I glowed in my own light
Luminous radiance filled around;
The life I lived some time ago
Removing darkness from other lives.
Yet, I am nothing without the fire!
I blush, burn and buffer to existence
And I grow from a mere ornate candle
Our karmic connection predestined.
*Published in In Knowing
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Am I?
Attuned to Nature
I metamorphosed
And my Self morphed
Differently to situations
Dressed to occasion
A fashion parade –
I equate life.
Critics and verdicts
Reasons and reasonableness
Role reversals many
I am but unscathed
True to my Self.
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