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Certainties

Long walks slow twilights dusky memories

Chilled coffee an exciting book and some time on lease

Petrichor lingering in the senses florets playing with dew

Autumn changing color of moods rainbows reviewing each hue

Certain things in life have price tags some simply have value

 

Good friends peals of laughter animated discussions

Precious theatre tickets with a special concession

Sepia toned by-lanes where we played with abandon

Grave colloquies that finished off with frivolous midnight fun

Certain things in life have depth even when there seems none

 

Forgotten moments revived with a visit to the attic

Faded photographs precious autographs and time becomes static

If I could turn the hands of the clock how far would I rewind

If I could change some things from the past what would I leave behind

Certain things in life have consequence it is reconciliation I must find

 

Bare necessities curated luxuries intangible advantages

Some pleasures are so fleeting some ache is for the ages

A mixed bag of attitudes and options a rollercoaster ride

Falling failing recovering reviving with God as the only guide

Certain things in life have forever timespans transient lives lied

 

Simple pleasures complicated relations intentions that faltered

Personalities peculiarities purposes and plans getting altered

A genuine act of kindness which has far reaching repercussions

A careless instant of callousness that can’t be undone with rectifications

Certain things in life have impact certain lives have impact on generations

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A simple cup of tea

 

A simple cup of tea

How difficult can it be

Some quintessential requirements to see

How my survival can be enhanced to the T

 

One lady plucking leaves in the tea gardens of Ooty

Working hard day and night to provide for the family

The owner, a gentleman in his forties or fifties quite likely

Staying away from wife and children who live in the city

 

The leaves arrive mixed up and merry in the local factory

Where workers live for those ten-minute lunch breaks verily

Chaff and sieve and carry and heave until leaves become dusty

The workplace now wakes up to aromas that are simply heavenly

 

Trucks and loaders lories and drivers are set off hurriedly

Reaching the corners of the world is not a task carried out timidly

Trifling shops and giant malls with distributors acting high-handedly

Get their share of goods and get down to display the charming variety

 

I buy it off the shelf storing it in air-tight containers I got for free

Now all I need is some milk, a stove, a lighter, a utensil, a cup and some sorcery

Which have all come from a similar route of workers toiling hardily

So that I can sit back and enjoy in peace my daily cup of morning tea!

 

We take so much for granted. We don’t have time to grasp the whole story

Things at your table have compelling back stories about their trajectory

Surely some gratitude must replace any attitude we harbor so effortlessly

Little details beg for reference, how much more fortunate can we be?

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Some times…

Sometimes the words and lines are labored

Sometimes they flow with the tide

Sometimes perspectives and attitudes are savored

Sometimes there are rules to abide

In the labyrinth of sentiments tread with soft feet

Words and attitudes pitch like arrows you cannot retreat

 

Sometimes the paths and spaces are constricted

Sometimes they are open and wide

Some access to emotions is restricted

Sometimes you are simply tongue-tied

In the intricacy of sentimentality beware of heartbreak

The world will move on nonetheless the heart does a double take

 

Sometimes views and beliefs are blinkered

Sometimes they are bonafide

Some thoughts get twisted and tinkered

Some ideas remain untried

In the warren of judgements keep away from prejudice

Empathies must be impartial to do real justice

 

Sometimes family and friends have your back

Sometimes they take you for a ride

Sometimes they make up for what you lack

Some feelings have simply died

In the tangle of relationships you must infuse compassion

In every give and take you do suffuse some more passion

 

Sometimes situations and surroundings are perfect

Sometimes you have grieved and cried

Some experiences have lasting impact

Some expectations and hopes have lied

In the snare of social skills you can’t recant like a coward

You must stand up and learn how to put your best foot forward

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Childhood memories

I am talking of an age perhaps not so long ago

A mere million years I guess after the dinosaur

When we were in school and school was fun

We were given homework and it was not a burden

We went on the playgrounds and ran for real

Water was for free and we would freely share a meal

 

I am talking of an era some decades before today

Man had stepped on the moon where he did not weigh

When we used to read books and books were fun

We visited libraries for more when we were done

Imagination soared past the pages without boundaries

I could own my dreams and reveries without any worries

 

I am talking of a time when time was not as expensive

Some of it was actually free the cost was relative

When we went for movies and movies were fun

Tickets were affordable popcorn did not have us undone

Technicolor cinema with black and white documentaries

Three hours in a theatre where time would often freeze

 

I am talking of some years ago yet it feels like thousands more

It seems like only yesterday it sounds like folklore

When we were kids and we could remain kids without guilt

I don’t know why and when we gave our kids this world we built

Racing against time contesting with friends procuring futures

Where have we left behind those simple routines we nurtured

 

I am talking of yesterday as if it was too good to be true

It might sound as one-sided without giving today its due

When we got away with being naïve and minimal was fun

Food competition and air was healthy we were not always on the run

Today inventions and innovations have accomplished abundance

Intelligence has become artificial but emotions are still dense

 

I am talking less and less nowadays I am getting out of touch

Google and Wikipedia know it all nothing left to know as such

When we were in school playground movies and our homes

We were a lot dafter believing in Santa Claus and gnomes

Today we have superior cutting-edge lifestyles no doubt

We can now store our own memories up in a cloud

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5 minutes

Give yourself a special five minutes each day

For every little burden you carry there will be a way

One deep breath two alternate solutions and a count till three

The fourth minute will approach and you begin to see

In that quiet space of time how much can be resolved

No anger no overthinking and already you have evolved

 

Give your family a special five minutes each day

To listen and not hear just let them have their say

One reason two sides of a conversation and a count till three

The fourth minute will bring harmony and you begin to see

In that quality time you spent with those who love you

How we are all in it together with much to relish and little to rue

 

Give your best friend a special five minutes each day

It gives the spirits a little fillip and the shine of a sunny ray

One celebration two chalices in hand and a count till three

The fourth minute will spell out fun and you begin to see

In that cherished moment how much a friend can elevate

The moods the joys the memories enhancing your palate

 

Give your soul a special five minutes each day

Delve into some introspection understand how to pray

One grace two things to thank for and a count till three

The fourth minute you will be overwhelmed by the bounty

Gratitude for what you have begets more and more

Each thankyou and every acquittal transform the very core

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Somewhere

Somewhere between bonding and breaking

Time pauses there is a lull

Somewhere between your smile and my sigh

You make broken look beautiful

 

Somewhere between letting go and holding on

Is a space filled with hesitation

Somewhere between blurting out and discretion

You know love is not about attention

 

Somewhere between bliss and hopelessness

The mind wanders in infinity

Somewhere between tangible and dreamlike

You circumvent the conscious journey

 

Somewhere between laughter and tears

Lies a landscape where both converge

Somewhere between the give and take

Myriad emotions and moods merge

 

Somewhere between longing and belonging

Passions numb the ache inside

Somewhere between sprightliness and serious

Eagerness capsizes wisdom and pride

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Whelmed!

Not over not under just precisely whelmed

I am trying to get my rowdy emotions tamed

The world is not fair the villains are not named

I am trying quite hard to find somebody to blame!

 

My conscience is too gentle to handle the blow

My heart is too mild it simply cannot say ‘no’

When whelming situations pull me with their flow

My ego is confident enough not to line the toe!

 

So. Even when English language does not permit me

To feel accurately whelmed and I simply must be

Over or under it I pick up the emotional baggage and flee

The words, the nerds and the unwarranted responsibility

 

The world of words connects me to people of my heart

With the rest I am lost cause I never get a head start

Yet with my love for causes and poetry I cannot part

I trudge along over and under the bridge whelm apart

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The race and the blinkers

Like pedigreed racehorses who never slacken pace

Put your blinkers on if you wish to win the race

You must learn how to disregard rude interruptions

You must simply go past the digressions and disruptions

 

The race is hardcore and competition will only get stiff

Keeping tab of another’s progress may lead you to the cliff

Keep your blinkers on to ignore faults and follies of another

Keep your temper bridled don’t let witlessness bother

 

Some participators are in it for the power and prestige

Some run the race with a mindset in place to hold siege

Lucifer is also running alongside and sprints in style

A little doubt here and there his style is to beguile

 

The guardians of society will have lots of advice

Noteworthy or flippant each advice has a price

Sometimes well-intentioned it is not always on course

Sometimes it is clothed in cashmere yet rather coarse

 

Your blinkers will be handy on rough bumpy racetracks

You can make up with perseverance where the skill lacks

If the tortoise can take on the hare in a race that is unfair

Then you can combat odds without fear of how you will fare

 

Yes you are perchance deprived of a wider world view

While others race with eyes wide shut there are some like you

Who acknowledge blinkers as part of the gear to run the race

Partial vision total concentration because it’s a steeplechase

 

The less you are affected by those running side by side

The less you overhear opinions prejudices and remarks snide

You eliminate the burden of expectations to win at any cost

Sheer gut and clear conscience and you will never get lost

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Milder exchanges

 

In the wilderness of concrete jungles I am searching

For some milder conversations

Where the eyes have less frostiness less apathy

Hopes are not dented by frustrations

And man can relate with man

No superfluities addons or trappings and no deceptions

 

In the rushing past the rush hour crowds I am reaching

Out for some stress-free interactions

Where time is invested in sound ventures and adventures

Giving me rich returns and tractions

With spare moments at right intervals as profit

Taking me down less trodden roads filled with contemplations

 

In the hope of finding warmth in harsh sceneries I chase

Sunsets breaking up seamless skies of hatred

Where frailties sometimes rout routine cruelties

I don’t have to repair memories I dread

Then affection is not mixed up with affectation

Dreams don’t get crushed where I tread

 

In a world full of synthetic likes and dislikes I am scouring

For some authenticity and care

Where the heart has less frigidity less bite

And the spirit has enough courage to dare

Away from prejudices gossips pettiness and hurt

Just a little more compassion a little more aware

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Fusion

WhatsApp forwards find thousands of followers

Facebook followers can get away with howlers

The world is no longer overwhelmed by honest confessions

If they are not accompanied by sensational admissions

Mobiles and mobs are ubiquitous. Recluses are now relic

The 20th century is turning on its head this era is truly epic

 

A generation is growing up with technology as a crutch

It is given life advice by non-believers and then left in a lurch

Entertainment connotes YouTube. Games are played on tv screens

Entertainers pose as judges for reality shows where even a toddler preens

Circuses are fading now people are intrigued by the Kardashians

Wholesome debates are passe prime time is dominated by politicians

 

The barrage of information and knowledge the Internet supplies

Is astoundingly awesome mind you more than you even realize

It is just a matter of how we use our time and space and learning

To grasp how life does not revolve around name fame and earning

Social media can be a pain and social media can lead a revolution

Its what you choose to do with invention that will impact evolution