What do I do with my thought?
Randomly flow and caught
in words, estranged;
Semantically, engaged.
Web of imaginary relation –
Feeling of momentary elation.
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Category: Thoughts
Wish Finds…
Wish not to get the equilibrium displaced with change that accompany relationship. Love, life and light banters are refreshing. A mental note added, a detour is possibility.
Bags readied
for scheduled journey
lay lost in the corner stand.
“I hear you not complain this time. ” He teased.
“I love the game of independence, in dependence.” I smiled.
Wish finds its way.
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Fallen Flowers
I gather some fallen flowers,
Spread a milieu from death,
Of life and thereafter,
Where miseries thrive not –
A vision wished to be acknowledged.
A little errand of mindfulness;
Grass seemed pleased.
Pleased, only to my eyes.
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