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Preethi Narasimhan Poem
The things I've wanted to be
Is a list running to eternity.
Once an administrator,
The head command orchestrator.
Perhaps an artistic brush
To paint life with colors fresh.
Or a singer, a husky voice
To spin golden chord out of noise.
Maybe a poet of ole lore,
Waking magic with words galore.
Nay, shall make a studious nerd;
Soaring above better than a bird.
Oh, what have I become now?
It must be none of the above.
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I can't find words to rhyme,
My thoughts are rusty
My pen covered in grime.
The flow is frosty,
Warmth been a long time
Silence at estuary
Vaporizing what does remain
Needling through the ocean
I endeavour to stitch
A tapestry of emotions
Beautiful and rich.
Mused lines, camouflaging
To string in chord
With the pursuer's tuning.
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Lost in the words, in the voice;
Tumbling amid blues and joys,
Falling, falling down the rhyme
For a infinitesimal infinity of time.
TAKEN FROM Musicale Night
28 Septembber, 2020.
Rithimus Divisa 7 Contest
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Lounging on the back seat,
Nodding to some beat;
Cozied up against the chill,
Head on the window sill;
Lyrics on the lips,
In between the sips;
Road Lights burning bright,
Behind the eyes closed tight;
Soul singing in peace,
Heart finally at ease;
Terse shoulders relaxing,
Shedding all that's been taxing -
to be run over by the wheels;
So, so tranquil it feels.
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Closing my eyes I lie;
My breath exhales in a sigh;
The music in my ears,
Lubricating my cerebral gears;
My head sinks into the pillow,
Deep into limbo I wallow
Free of the demanding reality
Sucked into a singularity-
Where no cogitation shall prevail;
Peace sans ail.
Lost in the words, in the voice;
Tumbling amid blues and joys,
Falling, falling down the rhyme
For a infinitesimal infinity of time.
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Glance at me and I shall interest you
Read me and I shall indulge you
Peruse me and I shall entertain you
Scrutinize me and I shall intrigue you
Ponder me and I shall wonder you
Observe me and I shall acquaint you
Regard me and I shall illume you
Sing me and I shall sway you
Play me and I shall pleasure you
Breathe in me and I shall immerse you
Delve into me and I shall devour you
Poetize me and I shall commemorate you.
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I've loved you for long now,
Years on my own somehow.
In seemingly endless agony,
In cold burning acrimony,
In staunch indifference,
In defeated acquiescence.
Through words and tears,
Enduring all worst fears.
Succumbed to silence now.
The burned ashes of love,
Scattered by the wind of time.
Letting it unbound now, I'm.
For you were my never
And I'm my forever.
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Oh I sit on my moonlit terrace
As the wind whisks with a tender graze,
As the stars burn, oh light-years away
To their silent harmony, I sway.
In the coolness of the night,
In the alluring raven sight,
In my balmy blushing cheek,
I find the peace, I oh so dearly seek!
My soul stretches near and afar;
Thoughts spilling forth from the jar,
Trailing filaments of long entwined
Philosophy of a probing mind.
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