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Savvy Raj Poem
We are but a handful of Earth ...let go the unwanted ego
Shed that mask of greatness and let the love freely flow
In every act of forgiveness in this very moment
Know you are freeing yourself more, than another with this movement
Reality is in this moment alone
Allow that past to move on and with the future unknown....
The challenge is in this moment that presents an opportunity
to fill it with hope and positivity...
Sense through the sifting sands of time ,watch it flow free on its course
Simply be present in this moment , never be overwhelmed or too morose
Life will take care of you as it always has, since you were born
Don't you worry or be forlorn!
In every new day that dawns,and a new moment itself presents
Refill your heart with hope and be alive to the magic that it actually represents !
Savvy Raj
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Savvy Raj Poem
Leave footprints if you must .
On the sands of time in trust
Just remember ….
No footprint is totally foolproof
to be washproof
All is a game
like the tides that tame
Even the strongest surfer …
Eternal to all is time and nothing else
And sparking in the cosmos we are all just wayfarers
Tread softly
Love authentically
Live lovingly
Behave empathically
Speak truthfully
Move consciously
Grow gratefully !
Savvy
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Savvy Raj Poem
I stand here by my window looking outwards
In a house across the street are pairs of newly caged birds
Parrots , sparrows and some fancy exotic birds all in a single cage
I knew in that tiny contraption, they were filled with ultimate rage
Maybe their wings were cropped and space scarce
I have seen their movements change in due course
They’re a restless lot , their struggles relentless
But their desire to fly is boundless
To the owners, they are just beautiful pets
A sense of ownership , something to possess I guess
But to these birds, this is sheer hell
How in happiness would they possibly dwell?
Birds are natural dancers
And they are such graceful prancers
In fact everything alive is meant to move
To be nourished in frredom for it to grow
it was never meant to be still and stuck in tiny places
That is why God made this world so huge with expansive spaces
It was meant to fly free
It was meant to be.
It seeks fulfillment as it flies
Across the sky and watch the world go by
I hear their songs of sadness as they chirp everyday
They aren’t singing tunes of hope, life for them is bleak and grey
Its more a wooful cacophony than a melody
Perhaps as the time goes by, they will learn to live by
And accept their new surrondings
But alas what a waste of wings
If only they hear the plight of these hapless birds
And sense the sounds of silence, what a waste of life’s joy in flight
Cos their clipped wings can never flap in delight …
Whose loss is it anyway?
Is what the world might indifferently say
And perhaps justify as karmic cycle being repaid
Alas! Isn’t another vicious cycle being relaid?
Savvy Raj
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