Poetry – On writing

Always I have waited, for words to be wise before they are permitted on paper, evaluated, judged and criticized for accuracy lest they be decried as mere crap. A mask of intelligence seemed necessary, vulnerability was deemed un-necessary, always it felt more important to hide, all that actually needed to be shown. Moments rare are …

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The Pathless Path

The rule of existence is that anything you really-really want, you will get. But most of us are not very honest, about what we are really-really wanting. If you are truly on the path, then want nothing except THAT. Let all other desires, fears, needs and wants fade into the background. And let this seeking …

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Rebirth

Rebirth I sit in this chair Surrounded by a few plants Breathing in the discussions of the motley birds watching the overgrown bamboo bend under its own weight I have been cowed down by my own inaction with simple inabilities to persevere looking back at all I didn’t do I feel no remorse no guilt …

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Leaving myself

I fall a flower on its way to god’s feet empty of desires devoid of defenses willing to be adorned or trodden over The mind is shedding its person leaving behind a being at once nothing and all-encompassing Where there was once fear now lives joy waiting to play in light bask in the glow …

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On the streets of Ooty

On her forehead worries collapsed one upon another a wrinkly pile of seasons harsh sustaining each other Wrapped in wool her body refused warmth creeping into her heart with a strangers smile She sat crumbling in pavements indifferent to her plight diffidence poised on her lips waiting for the dusk that forever hung over the …

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