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Ashwini Subramanya Poem
Your Time
Time is of essence
Keep pace, count every pin
Waiting is a past time
Indulgence of every him
Keep going hold horses,
Only when you win
Hours and seconds
Sound at every dim
What did you see?
What did you learn?
Where did you go?
What have you been?
At the gates these questions leap
Don't be a stranger to your own time by keeping time as you breath_
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It's easier said than done
Brushing away the darker days
Holding on being totally fake
Smiling till your teeth shake
Despair in your very make
Crouching under the barrage of hearsays_
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How many words can they hold
I ask myself as tears wet the pages in bold
I track the marks and cry two-fold
Trying to ease a pain of old
Scents mix embracing the cold
Memories of yesterday and today take hold
Repeating over and over this insane ritual in my shroud
I keep the unsent letters under my pillow_
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Love looks not with the eyes
It sees not any prize
It feels the felt un-felt embrace
Accepting bizarre with a calm grace
Belief in all facets of the face
A realm of deepest caress
Buried under the blank surface
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Where do you go? Where do you go? Each time I see those empty eyes, I seek your soul. I wish to see the sparkle of being that was ever-present even in those hours dark and gore. I plead for those times when you were mine and more. Now what is lost is the spirit of my all for the life in your eyes is beyond reach even in my arms and heart.
Lost in my own world
I forgot you my own heart
Please another chance_
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Chaos of blessings and unrivaled happiness in all its shades, create an image of pleasure and say. Splashes of hues everywhere, carry scents of everyday. Puzzles and blocks and family all day, pave way for a memory of my ways. Loud laughter and booming sounds all the way, bliss of sand play a game a day. Clear skies and clean tones of childhood sway, swings and slides a merry play. Held careful in hands precious, carrying fragile hopes for forever and a breath to say.
Pictures souvenirs
Pure serene safekeeping
Joy chaos my home_
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Journey along paths
With cursed wings of blessings
Life as is, is this_
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