Best Solaces Poems

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[The Puppeteer]
The storm I see you in
Caught in the race of Caïn
Held by the arms you cannot see--the conducter of Ennui 
-No stronger than the void you hold within-
It began with a hope, an obsession
Casted into, slavery of repugnant possessions 
Granted by, the Avaricious Lords,...

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Fear of Tremor
The day in the mid of twelve
I was on mid road and felt dizziness in head 
Thought arose a fit of sugar
Compelled to lie down kneeling the earth

No sooner hands touched the pitch
Plying of vehicles were run on the road
Mind diverted and claimed...

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Love is a treasure, all of us may hold,
It carries us through life, never to be sold.
It shows us mercy while other attributes do not,
solaces our soul and simply can’t be bought.

Treasures we are seeking; monetarily so to speak,
a priceless gift of eternity, is love...

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Where’s a hero when we need one?
Get rid of the villain with a silly, little gun
I ricochet like the bullets that hit Superman,
But he was shielded best he can…best he can…

Driving through dystopia town, dystopia town
It will be deserted and damaged, no longer are we...

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Lustrous laureled leaves in autumn silently reap,
Brown bland blisters of trampled grey soil in bay,
Glorious golden glee blankets my dreams in sleep.

Withered warm whispers in wet pastures seep,
Midway merging November winds to Winter neigh,
Lustrous laureled leaves in autumn silently reap.

Thousand tattered treasures revive slumber deep,
Calm...

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So called 'love',
Is not always sweet;
Sometimes sour, 
Sometimes bitter;
Yet cohere together 
In all sad and joy;
Thoughts may vary,
As the individuality of one;
Fight may betide,
Without perennial pain;
Hearts and souls together
Tie up in unravelling knot;
Longing rises from within,
For oral and physical feel;
Tongues don't move,
But eyes speak gesturing
Reveal...

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A voracious search


Yesterday I met him he was alive like me
Assured to pay dues of life building confidence
Knowing though the cycle of life
Uncertain about when and why
Death bell can come to knock alarmingly why while!

I let him go seeing his back, head, waist and feet
Assurance...

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Receptive to the pulse of quiet vibration
Quiet, my closest companion sensation
I go down into my silent garden location
Calm and darksitting in isolation

Silence softly speaks to me
Solaces, grasps, I personally with glee
Within the light of the stars truly
Over and above the limits of the earth's whee'

Stillness...

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Peace, peace and tranquility of mind
Peace and submission to life, whither my soul it wishes to bind
Or whither it wishes to have it freed
Whichever, the silent night does be made of its own creed

How engulfing, how overwhelming, how enveloping
Silent night, awaking in me emotions I...

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Spirit of mom,
Follows me;
Strews her odour
Revealing presence;
The supple spirit,
Tickles me,
Gives touch of her feel;
She feels me,
Solaces me day and night,
Embraces my heart and soul;
Chats with me,
Through my mind;
Blesses me for my,
Wish and will;
She always lived for me,
Still she lives,
In my heart and soul;

© Sadashivan Nair...

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And so not knowing her I miss her terribly,
Of all the fire and possibilities,
Stuttering solaces,
The lake in the summer…
I want some, can I have some?

And so not knowing the lake I miss it terribly.
And I make many poems like this nowadays.
A poem not about a...

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Why night, isn't the same as day, 
Why always pain, no ease for one;
Why was I born, what destiny I have;
Why fate isn't always the same, 
Why one is poor the other is rich;
Why I fail? 
The agony shatters heart;
In severe pain, 
The soul screams...

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Music is a mystical medicine that,
    sometimes solaces the sobbing soul and sometimes
                 erupts the eclipsed emotions...

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When I shared a tiny piece of bread,
the eyes of an unknown hungry kid,
vented the spiritual chants, the secret
way to attain the heaven's steps.

When I prayed for others,
I felt like I was nearing the God;
Revering the labours equally,
aided me to fathom the rapport.

Nothing but a...

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