Sunlight expects the dawn to return,
Soft blessings pour out laughter,
Stirrings of faith who remind and discern,
Warming the rhythms, the rhymes hereafter.
Moonlight expects the night to console,
Gentling the spirit who abides,
Whispering melodies, silence once stole,
Trembling secrets of love make hearts whole.
Starlight expects the breathless grace,
Praises so wise, so subtle and pale,
Merely the fragile glittering of an embrace,
Wistful as evidences who darkness can’t erase.
Lights for healing, revealing, appealing…
Glowing softly, like a whisper in the soul,
Kindness so breathless, much more than feeling…
Blessing with tender gestures, love that’s still kneeling!
My gallery of timeless treasure!!!
Keeping some memories frozen in time,
Photos can make the moments alive,
Connecting us to our past in seconds,
Some bonds close to heart and some fragile...
Pictures create a button of pause,
We stop and think for the cause,
They make us happy, sad, nostalgic,
We experience the time spent before...
Photographs are a timeless treasure,
I love to get clicked and clicking is my passion,
Be it food, beauty, beech or mountains,
I keep capturing the deeds of compassion...
Images bring back the tornado of emotions,
Instantly remembering the picture's location,
Giving the vignettes of encounters & events
Still objects come into motion...
Bringing out the best and worst of life,
Evocation from our first date to becoming your wife,
Festivals, weddings, birthdays or anniversaries,
Family come close to each other as a tribe...
Camera can be one's best critic,
Catches the meanest and the philanthropic,
Photos are evidences of the happenings,
Even when the eyes can't be juristic...
Written by~
Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions
1.Dr rizwan ko chemical pilwaya..
2.Maqsod chaprasi ko chemical pilwaya..
3.Dono ko kaisay achanak heart attack aya??
The end of Ayyan Ali investigations,Ejaz Ch.the customs Inspector who arrested her at airport has been shot dead for allegedly getting his hands on key evidences which were to be presented in court,a death reward for his honesty..
Note.Honesty is the worst Policy..
1.Drink.2.Drugs.3.Fire.Game Over..
A man with a hoary haired head
From shining black to innocent white
Carrying wisdom and experiences
Is the man to live with history
Which can't be tampered and distorted
His life carries the evidences of
Any past wars and massacres
Any past incidences and disasters
And now is our turns to become
The witnesses of the global epidemic Covid-19
Are you feeling proud or grateful
Thanks God we've struggled through
Drops of our pure love,
stimulating hot evidences
of our liquid manifest...!
I am the innocent prisoner,
I am not a criminal practitioner,
I am the mercy petitioner,
I am against all sinners,
But they say, "I am the greatest offender",
Help me out, Oh! My creator,
Never ever leave me, Oh! Generator,
I am alone, "who knows myself better"
Other doubts me and needs lie detector,
They consider me as a legal defaulter.
I ask you, Oh! My script writer,
Whom should I complain for this blunder?
"Trust the evidences " Says all law makers,
That's Why I am considered as a bad creator,
I know the time is the best healer,
It is the true pathfinder,
May one day time would be in my favour,
May One day the nature become the true narrator,
To give judgement in my favour,
Someday God will listen to my prayers,
And will declare me as an innocent among all sinners,
Please don't forget" I am the innocent prisoner".
Ponderable Thoughts
For September 2, 2020
By: Miracle Man
Compromise is the bridge uniting pro and con
the man who utters, “my way or the highway”
Is exposed as narcissistic.
Tom
Many prolong taking action,
fearful of what the reaction might be.
Sometimes a reaction has been harsher,
than the action that gave it birth.
Tom
Faith was my first step,
toward my ultimate destination.
Tom
Man’s biggest fear lies not in what he knows,
but of things that lie beyond his grasp.
Tom
We’re all just visitor’s on earth,
with a temporary lease on things in our possession.
Tom
Thinking we have all the answers evidences our ignorance,
knowing the one who does displays our intelligence.
Tom
Life sometimes forces us to climb mountains,
it also allows us to enjoy the valleys.
Tom
His introduction is a roundabout in continuous turning
this criminal sees me as one whose deep thinking is lost
crazy assurances of converting a piece of grass to a garden
obese rewards only can be reached through a hidden maze
half evidences and my appetite slips through dark paths
it’s obvious, the trail of a scammer’s conversation stays sinuous
money, war, death, power, assistance: information in constant twisting
without harbouring greed, one cannot be trapped
wisdom cracks crookedness to put an end to this unwarranted puzzle
he’s gutted; not giving my account details was the wall.
Published: 6/25/2020
For "Maze- 10 word challenge poetry contest"
Sponsored by A Dear Heart
The 10 words: garden, maze, paths, sinuous, turning, trapped, puzzle, twisting, lost, wall
Placement: 3rd Position [6/30/2020]
HELP ME
Her desperate cries, his cries despised,
carried away by an inward wind.
Lost girl, lost boy, souls now captured,
in a fraction of a minute, to no end.
New hostage home, all hope is gone,
Haven of a new self hatred.
Can’t even imagine a day of rescue,
Shame, the new hidden world matrix.
The pleading the coaxing, Malefic one coaching,
Evidences confirmed, yet sealed.
The balance of justice encroaching.
Faded hope that dreams of rescue will ever be real.
Help me
-Subash Khanal
An addicted time
After the murder of God
Got hid and fled from here
No one got him
This is explained as his hiding
Then he is not seen
And will hardly be seen
Some outdated people
Gathering the false evidences
Says- 'God was not killed'
-'He is in our soul.'
They are liars in every way
The reason- we have no soul
The soul is in weighing machine
And getting exchange rate
With price tag of the capitalist market.
objectivity
evidences actions spoken
feelings thoughts
figurative textures
symbols
faded metaphors
hinged
intrusions graduated
in casual
tones
elaboratly
spoken
prosaically layered
assimulated
slowly
Wild exploits of hunting food
Other indications of self-survival
Light moves the wolf on the terrain
Few observations as the vultures fly
Inner thoughts of hunger and survival
Nnumerous observation still as vultures snack their beaks
Solid rushes the wolf ponders running
Hostilely he moves towards his prey
Earliest observations vultures circling praying hurry-up
External evidences seems to favor the wolf looks like a dog
Physiological drives still the birds of prey wild, when you going to kill
Critical reflections birds of prey yet still circling
Latter rushes the dog, barking and sniffing…ruff-ruff-bark
Observed visage views wolf still looks like a German Shepard
Total reception now sounds of barking and sniffing…ruff-ruff-bark
Hardly visible now as the cat, the mountain lion leaps into the air
Innermost thoughts from bow-wow, to roar and a meow…
Nervous discharges wolf-dog no longer barks at…
Gloomy thoughts you see for the Vultures were wolfs in Sheep clothing?
8/6/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
When facts loosen tight grip, truth its bond,
A peanut when struts like an almond,
Rigour loses its rage,
Precision its sharp edge,
Coal then clamours to be a diamond.
So, lose none your courage,
Persist, if on a ledge,
Precious stone comes one in a thousand.
_____________________________________________________
Scams, scandals, cons and corruption while flow unending like perennial river, investigations when go on pretending to profess legal and judicial processes, truth gets lost in thousands of sheets of affidavits, witness statements, evidences, and erudite long-winding judgments, truth never sees the light of the day. What is wrong is clear like daylight, but who wants action? Activities are what we are fond of. ____________________________________________________
Happenings | 05.03.15 |
In the court of love
where God was presiding judge itself
I had all the evidences against you
and witnesses were in my favour as well
I saw in your eyes
then understood
that I have won the case
But lost you...
What Wasted Wastes!
Wasted debates
Wasted dialogues
Wasted breathes
Wasted efforts
Wasted energies
Wasted times
Wasted days
Wasted weeks
Wasted months
Wasted years
Wasted lifetimes
Wasted knowledges
Wasted secrets
Wasted powers
Wasted egos
Wasted loves
Wasted emotions
Wasted existences
Wasted pleasures
Wasted pains
Wasted pleasurable-pains
Wasted gains
Wasted seeds
Wasted ideas
Wasted beliefs
Wasted facts
Wasted fictions
Wasted thoughts
Wasted minds
Wasted actions
Wasted words
Wasted poems
Wasted proses
Wasted poetic-proses
Wasted spoken words
Wasted literatures
Wasted artworks
Wasted philosophies
Wasted books
Wasted injustices
Wasted justices
Wasted priniciples
Wasted ethics
Wasted values
Wasted morals
Wasted proofs
Wasted evidences
Wasted sciences
Wasted religions
Wasted myths
Wasted fairly tales
Wasted fables
Wasted legends
Wasted histories
Wasted everythings
Wasted anythings
Wasted nothings
Wasted waste we are
Or are we not wasted waste?
are we not wasted nothings?
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