I Can’t Bury the past


I can’ t bury the past

My mind keeps digging up

Relics of anguish

Every moment of pain

Every instant of strain.

 

I can’ t bury the past

My mind  keeps flashing

Memories of  grief

every moment of woe

 every  instant of sorrow .

I can ‘t bury the past

My mind still replays

all the sad  wordless tunes  

lurking;echoing

in the far recesses of my mind.  

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Timeless Verses


William Butler Yeats (1865-1939), Irish poet,

Come away, O human child!
to the waters and the wild
with a faery, hand in hand,
for the world’s more full of weeping
than you can understand…
– – – W. B. Yeats

Dust in the Eyes


Barefaced wordsmiths

despicable loudmouths

they raise pretentious slogans

and inflated watchwords

they use  pompous words

with a rare slight of tongue

they sell hollow promises

that burst like soap bubbles.

to keep the masses at bay.

Amidst a moral decay

They build a wall of lies

and throw dust at the eyes

Enslaved to the benches

they hide in the trenches

they toss bones to people

and  engage in another bout

term in term out.

Timeless Verses


Emily Dickinson

( 1830-1886 Mass, US)

***************
Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.


Blackout


with quick, cautious steps
I walked  among the crowd.
with a bated breath
I saw strange , distorted faces
pass by pitilessly.

Lost , confused
on the brink of panic
I moved on even quicker
amidst a disturbing chaos
and a deafening cacophony.

an adrenalin onrush ; a racing heart
a spinning head and droplets of sweat
brought my steps to a halt

dark thoughts  swarmed   fast
my dazzled eyes  shut

silence at last …….
total blackout.

Happy Mother’s Day


Mother. The blessing of God in a human form. Having a mother is probably God’s greatest boon in our lives. It’s her love that makes us strong, her care that prepares us to face the world, her hands that help us overcome all the trying times of life. Yet, what do we give back to her? It’s Mother’s Day again.Happy mother’s day to all the mothers of the world.

My mom is sweet and special

Open-hearted and wonderful;

Tactful in her daily speech

Her wisdom is a course to teach .

Emblematic of devotion and sacrifice

Rare insights and sensible advice.

See The Truth


The truth is out there

it reigns supreme.

Break the silence
And you’ll hear The truth scream.

Open your eyes
And you’ll see The truth beam.

Speak out The truth, Only the Truth
And you’ll be held in high esteem.

Hold on tight , don’t let go
And never follow the stream.

Break the iron gate of deceit
And you’ll taste the sweetness of your dream.

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