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A Walk By a Seashore

Morning of it started at one end of seashore
Since it has been like a walk in sand.
Without a choice , I kept walking there
Sometimes loving the softness of sand , sometomes fearing sea-storms.
Unintentionally kept picking up  shells in hand ,has been years since I collected my first.
Some got lost , some stayed witm me to feed pleasure to heart.
Now I am slowly progressing towards its night
End of this shore is in sight now.
Maybe will have to return these shells to it
Thought of leaving them behind has broken my heart , like a butter sliced by knife.
It is ruthless in a very human manner , it is life something what people call it.

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Days After Days

Days after days.
Pass until the point where.
Any isn't left.

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A Ratteling Rhyme

Is it just me,or you too
standing on a moor,in middle of a noon

Looking at sky,with head held up high
in search of a miracle,with a need of a boon

Desperate to know what you see
with a hope ,one day in place of sun there will be a moon

Is that a cloudy sky is what you see
not knowing when they will pass you,later or soon

Do you too try to form permutations about what is past those clouds
uncertainty driving you nuts and you fear ,
out of you ,you will let out a goon

If it is not just me and it is you too
then don't worry about your mess,together we have more than one brooms

Written at 16th August 2018

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Nobody To Be

I am searching for someone 
To be
As adored as one can be.
Soul so pure , with almost no trace of heterogeneity.
A bird who has never been on ground,
a brain thinking louder than the sound.
Happy as one can be.
I am searching for someone to be.

With stern eyes of examiner, with vision of objectivity.
With demands so high,that what I am expecting is rarity.
Now attempts after attempts,I have failed .
Even on the smoothest of silks roughness has been unveiled
I dont know apparently my demands are too high 
Or there is a neglection of possible rarity
Or maybe there isnt someone for me to be
As adored as one can be.

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In Search of My Giants

Gone are the days when giants used to be giant 
With steel in their hearts and rocks in their path 
With head higher than the highest, yet visible to rest
I walked with them holding their finger 
They took me through fire and water, hell and heaven 
With their eyes I saw beyond the horizon 
Yet I couldn't see the brutality of time 
It passed by leaving them behind 
In a world where there are only dwarfs
Who cant show me the horizon 
Whose hearts are nothing more than pumps 
Who aren't as giant as giants 
Gone are those days which I hope will return 
We will need fingers to hold and hands to mould us 
We will need heads in the sky 
We will need hearts more than pumps 
We will need giants 
That day will you all come out with me in search of my giants?

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House Is On Fire

Oh lord what can I do, what can I take.
Now that  I have unwanted heat,fear and faith.
Shelter is on fire ,time is not there to take,as much as I want to.
Is this your wish ,to bless me 
A goodbye from my attachments.
Or a chance to make new ones.
Whatever it is ,O dear lord,let me take seven things.
Not more ,not less,seven which matters to me.
Let me take that photo,of my little self
To not forget ,how I became a giant from an elf.
Let me take an extra cloth,to keep me warm and covered.
A good blanket and a good book,sounds like a luxury ,but O lord allow me .
A bread will be good as well,so will be a bottle full of water.
Last but not least,my shoes need to go where I go,so please let me.

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Worried Me

Have experienced a crash 
My trust in me has gone to trash 
Was on quite a height, came down with a sonic boom
Writing this with broken limbs , from a gloomy room
Brain is numb so is my dream cart
Fractures will heal but what about scars on heart
It is not about fall from that height
But about realisation of that height being dream of a night
Have won many , just lost only this rabbit race
Got spent force scratched on my face
Nothing is left apart from a not so glorious  past with loosening ties
So ashamed to see me ,wanna stab in my own eyes
First time in long time cant say what is forward , no matter how clear I can see
Cause my senses are gone numb what left is worried me.

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Void Inside Me

Round and round and round is the fan above me going
Making papers on my table flutter
Breeze from that fan is dancing throughout the room
Gently touching my physique
Which is just lying down on bed,with eyes gazed somewhere randomly
With no reason to think about all of this
Yet I am thinking just for sake of it
Trust me so deep is void inside me
Which I wish would never appear filled to see.

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Rattling the Dust

Brooms hunt chaos.

It may make dust flee

from how it was,which was stationary.

But picking it up results in sorting.

Turning chaotish sound into pinkish shade of its own.

To highest possible extent which is silence.

The same kind of silence which I experience,

everytime dust inside my mind gets rattled.

Deep breaths come in and my mind goes into a new state.

State of uncluttered thoughts but constantly cluttering dust of emotions.

Brooms and meditation,

tools we use to rattle the dust

Without realising they are one and the same.

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Waiting For That Dawn To Come

As dark as the darkest is the night around me
Long I can see as much as this darkness shows me
Dead is the one thing I can be such is the life around me
What I speak travels miles,only to fall short in front of night
Yet I cannot listen anything such is the chaos around me
Long ago my hopes were massacred in a mental genocide
Yet I am looking for that dawn to come with thousand eyes around me