Heart abides not to any,
Follows like but many;
Popular culture when defined,
Ideology resigned.
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Surprise
It’s surprising,
To be surprised
By surprises.
Surprise in giver and taker;
Surprises predictable and unpredictable;
Surprising someone with simple joys.
The empty pot, surprisingly
Sprang to life;
A gift that died with time, surprising
How we lost each other;
And her call that day, surprised
My representational self.
Indeed, it’s surprising
To be surprised
By surprises.
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On That Day
I didn’t wish to be there
On that day.
But somehow I am here
As of today.
The clouds told the sea;
The wind told the palms.
But the carpet grass rejoiced,
As the shadow stayed poised.
Have I known you, ever?
Every day, newer?
Roots shallow or deep, I gather
We live in today, together.
Said the greens to the woods
As air, water and light witnessed.
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