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Shelly Gandhi Poem
It’s never just the one thing
It’s mostly the dance
Of countless pages of water
That makes us look at the ocean
The tango of darkness and light
Which shapes the shadow out of nowhere in sight?
And when the rain drops touch the earth
Masters of tap-dancing bow their heads with delight
Of Swans, we all know their elegance
Guiding the movement in the most beautiful ballet dance
If the earth, light, and ocean are not enough to make you wonder
Look at the birds in their rhythm the entire sky they conquer
And you know for sure it’s a dance
When you see many things, but they feel as one.
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Not a tribute
More a melody of the songs, the words, and the melody
For if you have lived a few decades
The music box in your head
Has stored, sung, mixed and shared
It’s strange how your own mind
Plays DJ to its own kind
It sees a queue in front of you
And Don’t worry be Happy plays the tune
Cause when you worry, you frown and that will bring everybody down
And as it plays along, you can’t help but smile
And suddenly the queue is just you, it’s not a mile
It is wicked too, this DJ in the head
Straight in the middle of a lesson
It puts out loud
We don’t need no education
Yup, straight from days of Floyd
So much for thought control
It quickly shifts to bell bottoms and curls
With Starship blaring that they built their city on rock n roll
The head sends an impulse asap
Little wonder that the feet start to tap
It is just about anyone’s guess
Why on the hardest days
It sings life is a lesson you learn it when you through
From Linkin Park no less
And when you feel
Low on energy,
When fatigue envelops and you can’t run do more no way
It quickly acts up to play
How can you dance the pain away?
So whatever you do in life
Keeping adding to the music library in your head
It’s the different tunes from there
That sometimes makes all humans
Feel and sing as one
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Sweet, as salt is
When it used to calm a sore throat
Sweet, as pungent is
When it diverts from pain
Sweet, as rain is
When it first touches the earth
Sweet, as the mind
That chooses to process only ideas
Sweet, as the heart
That choose to filter in only beauty
Sweet, as in the less sugar tea
When the conversation has picked up speed
Sweet, are you sure it's just a taste?
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Incandescent
She heard that envy was real,
That it was something that people feel,
Waste of an emotion
Her thinking heart said
Like throwing away glitter of your own soul
Why wouldn’t you just want to shine instead
For if it does exist
This thing called envy
Why can it not be made to a lesser degree
Why not let the light that wants to shine
Just be,
For what lid
Can snuffle
A flame that does not wish to burn
Only wants to shine brightly
Deep inside
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The heart that developed a mind of its own,
That learned to reason
To think ahead
To not be swayed by its own pumped emotion
To not to be blinded with what it can't fathom
To not to wish to control
To not to want to live forever
Or to forever own
To learn to be like the mind
Be full or be less
Be nor evil, nor unreasonable
To fair and be kind
For when the heart learned to reason
Emotion grew from being a useless fool
To a life handling tool
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