Wipe the slate clean ~ dare start anew
To Rewind or Pause Life
Most people are confused as to which one
Others may want to try it out just for fun
If there's any pain involved either one could hurt
Correcting any mistakes that we want to revert
Who in there right mind wouldn't want to rewind the good times
To meditate on the good things and taking stress off our minds
The pause button would be good for making a decision
The world can be an audience with your life on television
By pressing rewind we would all get a do over
Giving our drunken minds a chance to think sober
Both of these words can't win because its an equal fight
That's why we don't have the option to Pause or Rewind life
my son is having weekly online lessons. with
a tutor. that is an assertive declarative fact.
and so is the asiatic toad.
ploughing represents life.
clumsy, stumbling stuff
i now own five different lanyards around my neck
and can get into many places with confidence.
cullinan diamond.
the tutor is a university student. he asks, 'my dad
wants to know what music university students
are listening to nowadays.'
she replies, 'soft rock and pop.'
what happened to the Plastic Ono Band?
When you start
We're already prepared
To go all out and
God will do the rest
I'm ready to go
With my new pair of
Pristine white roller skates
To start with she hesitates, if at best,
Then unwinds, loosens up, forward to move
And begins to show tides like interest,
Immerses then in art of making love,
Not in any hurry to reach the crest,
A dove before, she now gets into groove,
No mean moist, in mood, looks for privacy
To give immense joy as spouse so happy.
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Translation (Ottava Rima) | 27.08.2025 | love, passion
Note: Here is a verse (in Shardul-vikridit meter) from Bhartrihari’s Shringaara Shatakam (hundred verses on love and romance). This verse is about the love-making ways of women-- how from being hesitant initially she becomes so passionate to leave aside all shyness. Here is the transliteration:
Pra-angaam eti mana aagana aagata rasam jaata abhilaashaam tatah,
Sa-vridam tat anu shlathi krtat anu pra-dhvasta dhairyam punah |
Prema aardram sprhaneeya nirbhara rahah kridaa pragalbham tatah,
Nihshanka anga vikarshana adhika sukham ramyam kula stree ratam || 60 ||
Flawlessly shining
Sunrays careen o’er fields
Hope stirs once again
That which once was and can no longer be,
a vision once seen you can no longer see.
When described as a thought, a memory,
or a seed or seedling if it is a tree.
The beginning of something the world now calls me!
A mama turkey and her brood
Were pecking by the road,
Not far from where I passed a squashed
And bloody mid-leap toad.
It isn’t often that you see
The circle Nature’s made -
The start and finish points of life
So vividly displayed.
Yet hopefully we humans have
More time for in-between,
Though sometimes, like that toad,
We exit early from the scene.
It baffles me...
When you lose your warships
And life puts you in situationships
The mind gets disabled
Leaving you in disorder
Uttering your ability
Turning you into liability
Even when you're without disability
You start depending on others to survive.
It baffles me...
If you choose the matter over mind
Your thoughts and emotions begin to fail you
You'll start questioning or doubting yourself
Forgetting your potentials
You start loosing everything
Your confidence and people
Until you pick your spirit up, which is the mind.
It baffles me...
When you stumble, crumble or fumble
It becomes a trouble
Steadily disrupting your peace of mind
Causing mental bondages
When things don't workout for you
Because you know you're doing your best
Even when you try to find rest
Life steadily throwing you test
Never relent or regret, for it's part of the journey.
“How do I start?
How do I start, the story of the end?
It starts after you going away,
Leaving me astray,
Going through it all was a long haul.
But now I have arrived at the shore where I don’t feel anything no more,
I’ve travelled a long way from you
And from new possibilities too,
After you I never intended to be secluded
But after you I had no place to feel included.
It is bitter it is sweet, you are away but I am at least on my feet.
I have learned which I can’t share,
With you it was magical, it was sweet
But feeling it all again, I wouldn’t dare.
It’s true you’ll never be erased from my stories,
It’s true I wanted more of you,
It’s true I am left with nothing of you,
And it’s true you’ll always be there in my memories.
It’s not reminiscing that I am doing It’s my life without you that I am showing,
Since you have started appearing in my talks,
You have vanished from my thoughts.”
"
Old yet young, accomplished yet diminished.
Regret with anger and pain, life hasn’t started and yet it feels as it has ended before it has begun.
Has it ended for the mistakes I made or because I will have to live a life without you. Is life worth living for if you do not exist in mine.
Dull colors is what I now see, yet with you life was full of color and with it full of joy.
Life can be beautiful without you but it will not be the same, If I were to start it over I’d start over with you.
Remember to warm up before you start dancing with your cat
It'll be a late night, the concert won't end till around 10 so we'll start dancing sometime around...
It was so strange, but one of my favourite memories, that this song should just compel us to leap up and start dancing
We'll all get very very drunk, start acting quite lewd, try and pull the barmaid, start dancing like monkeys
Immediately, visions of sugar plums start dancing in my head. Open cab pumpers are IT!
A bunch of lady boys come up to you and grab your hand and try to start dancing with you
Do not expect to start dancing Tango Nuevo earlier than in 12 months of hard work
I love that song! "Cha Cha Slide". Download it then start dancing
Google is stabilizing, and the bots seem to be done with their full-crawls. Google is now ready to start dancing
But before the mice start dancing on the table: I will still be reading your blogs
I don't see little girls just start dancing in the middle of a parking lot on a daily basis
Descriptions of the bikini-clad women who start dancing erotically
I mean, come on dude, get out there, start dancing
Red roses in hand,
A lad gives on his way—
First flower blooms bright.
My Thursday Morning Prayer
The words have been the poem,
and a good poem should fill you
It can offer consolation and comfort in your time of need
Lift your pens, you upcoming poets,
Write to, your heart contents
let your words, be a conversation topic,
be the closing of the graduation speech,
because rhythmic language thrives,
please! allow the poems to speak for themselves.
I have started this year with something that wasn’t mine
Forgiveness will be mine, in due time
A selfish crab got what he deserved
Something short of happiness,
What a surprising merger for a starter!
some guilty pleasures can ruin lives
I will cease these feelings, I will adhere to
To this new me:
I will continue to buy myself flowers
No more crying in the rain for me.
My tear drops will cease, no more cheating.
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