The Lost Love
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'Behold me not
with your lovely wide expressive eyes
I have no words for appreciation
you may be divine
withholding your desires
I am a mortal
yielding to
basic intentions.'
Unquote.
Remember the day
when we had met
I had said so
and you
blooming like a lotus
opened your arms.
I remained a mute witness
to a ravishing storm.
We never knew
what had struck
a volcano of possessiveness
or a love bug
both destroyed us
before we could shrug.
Ego made us discrete
pride to tweet
on cross, we put our relationship
space, we never wanted to yield.
Trust we lost
faith never gained
post-mortem we did
but it was never the same.
Where love has gone?
Where should I find?
Alas!
we have forgotten our way
In our daily grind.
-o-
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A Relationship
Love likes not
showing off relationship
smile on face or tear drops,
both make my heart rip.
Ever waiting eagerly
for her appearance
when confronted,
mind becomes an hindrance.
Comes like a fresh air,
away she goes a hurricane
tolerate she will not,
me going great pains.
Yet, loves me so much
as a princess of yore
always cursing the boat,
can not navigate to shore.
Nothing is physical
in our love
wagging tongues
all hand in glove.
Beauty a trap and
love being a cage
Wonder! gets entangled
even a sage.
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Uderprivileged (a butterfly oddquain)
sad
unhappy
making mockery of
humane humanity
light
fight for existence and rights
breed revolutions
change course
dawn
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Musings
Beauty is fire, flame its youthfulness
novice if you are, will burn your fingers.
--x--
Silence has its own tongue to stress
lips move not, for love to express.
--x--
Hate has no takers, omnipresent is love
Some crazy always try to breed hate though.
--x--
One sows another reaps, a human nature
Alas! None feels for the actual creator.
--x-
Live life lamenting or laughing
Choice is yours, go weeping or singing
--x--
Useless for the boatman to row with an oar
if never one wants to reach the shore.
--x--
Throughout life Oh GOD! searched for you
soul left the body, only then could I meet you.
--x --
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Misconception
Not leaving
footprints
on the sand
since
getting washed
away
now and then
and to be
construed
as having none.
Leaving those
on the
core of
our lives
are enough.
What for
our hearts
exist then?
--x----x-
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Lamenter
My feelings may not be peeped into
sufferings have made me their companion
words may not find the tongue
deserted me, have my expression.
Alienated you make me feel
a wound that will never heal
ditching me, did not affect me as much
your distrustful nature made my heart to seal.
A dropp of blood torn apart
Why? O beloved! You became treacherous
Who is at fault? moan the beats of heart
I should have died than bear indifference.
Appearance of comet brings bad omen
falling stars betraying my emotions
lightening that struck me in open
can’t endure with unreserved patience.
Whenever the fate ordain us to meet
never will complain, for I have you loved
expression will find no words to tell
feelings will remain unexpressed.
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Misguided
Born
with
clean slate
and
flattering
innocence.
Flowering
homo-sapien
succumbs
to
vices.
Conscience
fighting
tooth and nail,
fail.
Pleasure of
senses
prevail.
downfall
begin s.
Grave.
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Oil slick
Black gold balckens blue surface
oxygen barred from pumping life
ventilators go missing in hospital.
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Rac
.
A journey
From present to unknown
Must be worth its salt
Final destination alias last halt.
Lo!
Karma forces one to wait
RAC
Screams the fate
Life span always been a guessing game
Death never seems to be a good looking dame.
RAC now
Cry or wow
Journey till end gets more fascinating
Waiting to be berthed, for no more waiting.
Enjoying ultimate destination
Depends on one's karma & attitude
Show HIM or not
Any gratitude.
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Soul Searching
Everyday I stand before the mirror
gazing self
other side of mine croons,
"seven sins
have already taken toll of you
terrorism of every dimension
becoming the eight
what is to expect now
from you? "
It questions
simple and straight.
"Daily you are scarred
daily you are battered
daily you are raped
daily you are butchered
daily you are crossed
daily you are martyred.
So
Are you dead?
Nay, I dread
you are not yet, "
whispers my mirrored friend.
"Anarchy has no place
eight sin has no grace
let more sunshine be there
for everyone and everywhere
undo mean human mentality
let darkness not prevail
blinding us till eternity."
"Rise, rise, rise once again
showing your prowess
hold tightly drooping reins
humanity with humility breeds
great civilisations
don't dump into dustbin
God's own creations."
"Being humane you can't be dead
wake up and change the mindset
for the sake of humanity
violence you shed."
"Humanize me.
Your own ugly side
should also possess
heart and soul
compassion, love and giving
should only be my goal."
Saying so
it merged into mine
I was left gazing the mirror
as if
nothing happened
and everything was fine.
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Children of Lost God
Extended palms, seeking alms
sunken eyes, skeltoned arms
jaundiced skin, frail frames
children of lost God.
Ragged and shabby, looking ravenous
searching morsels of food, trembling and nervous
fighting the odds, weak but courageous
children of lost God.
Here, there and everywhere
at crossroads and traffic signals
selling wares of rich and famous
or washing utencils, running errands
at the stalls, dabhas, small eateries
under the hot sun or the sand
picture this, view not so grand
children of lost God.
Urchins of all ages initiated
into the crimes of different hue
slowly but surely they age to their prime
getting black listed under who is who
death stalks them every now and then
making them prey on a sly
yet they survive
forcing death to give them a bye
children of lost God.
Sodomised, molested or getting raped
gender distinction is never made
the claws of mafia so strong
have no choice but to go along
children of lost God.
Aquiring all vices
no saviour in sight
in time of crisis
abused and used
have no emotions of their own
ocean of tears not to be shown
children of lost God.
Their images haunt
future in them taunt
aware yet unawares
concern for them seldom we flaunt
children of lost God.
Oh God Almighty
help them find the lost God
free them from this bondage
now act and spare the rod
let them recover
lost childhood, innocence
and battered image
children of lost God
children of lost God.
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Parents (a poem to sing)
Owning lands
moist soil
farmers
vow to sow.
Spreading seeds
all over
for healthy plants
to grow.
Watering the saplings
fertilising
good
for the health of plants.
Pruning them
and then
amidst the Godly chants.
Buds blossom
into flowers
fragrance
spreading
to and fro.
Farmers happy
rejoice flowers
blessed by
HIS graceful show.
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Ravishing
Smile and radiance on your face
mark my presence
and when you blush
power of love seizes me thence.
Peacock eyes
painted lampblack with care
playing hide & seek with your lustrous hair
thundering clouds are absent in the skies
yet lightening darts from your captivating eyes.
Sensuously
lowering of the eyelids
invite impenetrable darkness
you throw back your hair skilfully
daylight breaks unexpectedly.
Watching heavy heaving of your bust
with pride,
wind exults on your fate
even the flamingo gets the complex
enjoying your enchanting gait.
Lips, make me feel like rose petals
hands like the lotus stalks
astonished are Urvershi and Meneka*
checkmated,
away they walk.
Worship of some divine sculptor
HE only could have created you
whom should I proffer the flowers?
To Him or to ravishing you.
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Beautiful Mind
Dwelling in the crown
creating illusions through imagination
raising hopes and expectations
causing perplexity and confusion
an illusion as real as the truth
and the truth subject to perception
good and evil both vie for the supremacy
like the tortoise and the hare respectively
thoughts and actions playing in their hands
abetting the fight sometimes
clouding the sunshine
but not always.
Righteous
ultimately seeking the right path slowly
casting away the seven sins
the mind wins
like the tortoise.
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The woman with lost desires
The woman with the lost desires
The died dreams upon her breasts lies
Once she wanted to be like others
But she never had the chance to do her dance
Always her destiny took her steps upon stormy clouds
To fight for her lost desires and rights
But already all her chances at life were taken
She never had the chance to talk the way she wanted to walk
The smile faded away long ago upon her pale cheeks
Her world was composed of liars died kiss
Since the day she was born there time stood mute
There where no love to knock the chained doors of hearts
She will never has the chance, for her destiny to be changed
Her words will ever stay mute, never will have the chance to be understood.
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About possessiveness
No mind to lend
Is material possessiveness.
To interfere with others
Is personal possessiveness.
To spy your spouse
Is sexual possessiveness.
To catch others’ eyes
Is name possessiveness.
To will to live post death
Is self possessiveness.
The last one is the strongest
With crippling effects.
26.04.2010
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Morning Newspaper
Recipe for intellect
A game for brain
News and views
Browse with pleasure or disdain.
Crimes of passion
Vagaries of politics
Sporting brilliance
Business frolics.
Love or hate
Ah or wow
Emboldening people
A must for both classes or masses
Isn't it true
Day starts afresh with it
Taking morning tea
Or going to loo.
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Love Love Love
Love is bonding between sisters and brothers
Love is sharing by husbands and wives
Love is caring of parents & children
Love is emotional with everyone else.
Love is potion on the bed
Love is ocean and never dead
Love is in our hearts and in brain
Love is in blood and in our veins.
Love happens, can't be created
Love is compassion, can't be rated
Love is smile, makes us laugh
Love is deluge, can't be hated.
Love is not showing your assets
Love is different from bloody lust
Love is not possessiveness shown
Love is what you give the best.
Love is not in your eyes
Love is not on your lips
Love is never demanding
Love which is true, never dips.
Love makes you to sacrifice
Love makes you to survive
Love can't be gauged by language
Love makes a dead to revive.
Love knows no frontiers
Love knows no religion
Love has no caste
Love has no region.
Love is passion, love is respect
Love is forgiveness, love is peace
Love is power, love is faith
Love is prayer, love if true never cease.
Love makes you feel wanted
Love makes you get mated
Love makes you feel seduced
Love never makes you subdued.
Love is everlasting relationship
not infatuation
Love is everything
but punctuation.
Love is not give and take
Love is what you do for other's sake
Love makes you feel stronger
Love is God makes you live longer.
Love is inferno, experience its pangs
Love is jealous within the gangs
Love is life, smooth but coy
Love is rain, indulge and enjoy.
Love is grace, blessing our progeny
Love is exhilarating, ending our agony
Love makes us positive, negating the negatives
Love is symphony bringing the harmony.
The concept of love can never be defined
It is so vast and too refined
Love is eternal and never dies
Love makes human sane and wise.
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Poem: God Ordained Trials
Learn from Apostle Paul's and Job's life lessons,
for faith's gold will be tested and purified;
tribulations are faced by God's daughters and sons,
but only through Christ - can one be justified.
The troubles of the day will eventually find us;
but will you be prepared by the principles of Love?
Remember the divine words of the Lord Christ Jesus
and draw strength from His righteous Kingdom above.
The rain falls on both the Just and Unjust;
so you might as well expect to get wet;
develop an atmosphere of faith and in Him trust;
live your life transparently without regrets.
So open your spiritual eyes and plan ahead;
develop a Godly relationship that's versatile,
knowing your faith will be surely tested
with the experiences of… God ordained trials.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
2 Cor 12: 7-10; Phil 4: 11-13; Job; James 1: 2-4;
1 Pet 1: 6-7; Rom 5: 3-5
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http: //www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.
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Death of an Activist
Cancer,
Harbinger of pain, anguish, frustration and agony
not limited to mortals only
footprints to be found everywhere
in the guise of
corruption, crime, scams and adulteration
tentacles are spread in the society.
Except cleansing of conscience
no cure in sight
some take the fight
against the might
one who dares to bare
death stalks everywhere
ultimately cancer wins
time and again
poor one transforming into flowered frame
rich tributes become a front page game
soon to be in oblivion
situation remaining the same
till another one dares
Alas! None cares.
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I Will Trust The Crucified
Though the world my choice deride,
I will trust the Crucified
Who for my redemption died.
I will trust the Crucified.
Oh! my soul, how great thy loss
But for His redeeming Cross!
All thy treasures count but dross,
All but His redeeming Cross.
I will trust Thy Love divine,
Which has made me ever Thine,
Which has made Thee ever mine!
I will trust Thy Love divine.
Let Thy Love still hold me fast,
And when earth for me is past,
When I reach my home at last,
Still Thy Love shall hold me fast.
All my joy and all my pride
Centre in the Crucified!
And whatever me betide,
I will trust the Crucified!
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