Gloomy, dreamy eyes will you deep dive into its ocean of uncertainty or stay safe ashore?
Category: Poems
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As crazy as it may sound,
An old maid passed the streets,
At three in the morning,
Carrying a flask of tea,
& hot golden samosas,
For the tired, lonely, and invisible souls.
Where you at?
I cannot sleep,
Is it my troubled mind, that is keeping me awake all night?
Or is it the moonlight from my window?
I try long and hard –
To go back to a peaceful world of dreams,
Where the night is dark and the sleep is deep.
But lately I’ve been up all night!
Tossing and turning,
Taking deep breaths,
Reading books,
Listening to meditative music to put me back to sleep…
Why isn’t anything helping?
What is it that I’ve been thinking?
Am I anxious or just excited?
What am I waiting for,
Or rather who am I waiting for?
No, stop it!
Stop thinking.
I need my sleep.
Let’s try going back to sleep.
Night night!
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A stained tissue,
an empty coffee mug
on a quaint wooden table
a lingering fragrance of lavender
a lost mauve scarf.
Summer Sunday
On a bright sunny afternoon,
What would you like to do when you’re by yourself?
Lather on some SPF and take a walk down the street?
Go to a cafe and sit outside with an iced lemonade?
Chill on your patio with a book and wave to neighbors passing-by?
Put on your head gear and go cycling?
Take your kids to the park and buy them ice cream?
Plan a lunch outing with friends and spend the entire afternoon catching up on silly stories?
Go shopping for floral summer dresses?
If you’re by the beach, then nothing can be better than chilling at some shack with a cold Long Island Tea watching the calming ocean waves and enjoying the ocean breeze!
Or would you pull the curtains down and enjoy a movie on Netflix with a pizza on your side?
Whatever you wish to do, have fun and have a great weekend!
Happy Sunday, happy summer days!
PS: I’m loving this weather, I like walking and listening to music while admiring the blue skies and green pastures. 🙂
I was listening to this song while walking today, hope you’ll enjoy it too.
Tomorrow Will Be Better
Somebody told me –
If you are going through a difficult phase in your life,
Remember that you’re not alone.
Nobody has it easy.
Some days can feel like a burden
Like there’s no way out.
Sadness, tears, anger, frustration.
Like life is unfair for no reason at all.
Then she told me to give it time.
It’s also about giving things time,
To run their course.
For them to pass.
So you can heal.
Everything eventually gets better.
It always does and you know that it’s true.
This isn’t the first time,
You were expected to face a challenging circumstance.
This isn’t the first time you had to brave.
You have done this before,
Then why the uncertainty now.
Like all the other times, this will pass too.
Wait for the morning
For the sun to shine with new rays of hope.
And just like that,
Your day will seem a whole lot better than yesterday.
She said with a smile.
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I am but a solo lonesome warrior
Do not disturb my peaceful pursuits
I tread on a path of learnings
I seek not your tiresome company
Do not bore me with your mindless tales
Happy Thanksgiving!
Thankful for the beautiful changing colors of the fall
Red and orange leaves form a soft carpet path to walk.
Thankful for the warmth of the loved ones
Gathering together by the warm fire for long chats.
Thankful for the food and wine
Baked potatoes, stuffed turkey, and pumpkin pies.
Wish you all a happy thanksgiving
Overflowing with happiness, peace, and love.
Hello Fall!
How many times are you going to enthrall me with your colors, dear nature?
Yes, I love the flowers that bloom on you but look at you..
Your leaves are changing colors too.
From sweet green to flaming orange and burning red
So bright, so bold.
How do I stop admiring your wonders?
How are you so strikingly beautiful?
Look at you stand under the bright blue skies amidst the green meadows,
Wearing your red and orange leaves.
Yes, the temperatures are dropping but you don’t seem to be afraid.
Grounding me to be fierce and hopeful
With you all over again..
Hello Autumn, let’s embrace the cold days ahead.
It was almost like the sepia filter was turned on,
On the old forgotten roads.
Not a soul to be seen on the muddy streets.
He rode a bicycle and sang songs from the 80s.
He hurried home,
Saw his little daughter waiting for him at the porch.
They went inside hand-in-hand,
And found awaiting –
A bowl of hot rice
Steaming hot sambar
& crunchy papadam
That made his belly rumble and grumble with joy.
He sat down immediately to eat,
From the kitchen came his wife shouting,
“Wash your hands before you eat!”
All of a sudden, he woke up from his sleep.
Found beside him a white lady in green.
He wondered to himself,
“Which one of this is a dream?”
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