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Month: January 2016

I am

January 30, 2016August 17, 2017 Ink what you thinkLeave a comment

I am, but each passing moment, in varied schemes of existence Spirit in me sprouts as an emotion, ceases as experience, a mere notion I am the flow of time, an endless flow, conquering ordeals as I grow Clowns try in vain, to dwell in my past, and some, who fear my distant cast I… Continue reading I am →

Posted in PoetryTagged I, life, moment

I heard a bamboo sing

January 27, 2016September 29, 2016 Ink what you thinkLeave a comment

I heard a bamboo sing, the most celestial tunes I was asleep under a tree, when the bamboo shook my soul The bamboo shook my soul like nothing else ever before I knew not of its origin nor its resolve to carry me, but it has surely shaken my spirit, it has shaken my shallow… Continue reading I heard a bamboo sing →

Posted in PoetryTagged music, Self

Present

January 20, 2016January 20, 2016 Ink what you thinkLeave a comment

What better to present thee than my equably passing present Life's made to wait at my doorstep while i wait at thine, hopeful of hearing thy eager footstep Tick tock does the clock remind knock knock do I, where ye reside Open thy paths to this poor consort Disown not, thou hopes do i fall… Continue reading Present →

Posted in PoetryTagged now, present

Less

January 16, 2016 Ink what you thinkLeave a comment

Less is the new more, everything else is so sore Time to put that shutter on all that bitter clutter Clean up all inner space, fill it up with good grace Emptiness is meaningful while desires a disgraceful Give away, do a good deed, only to needs do you pay heed Stop chasing wild golden… Continue reading Less →

Posted in PoetryTagged less, minimalism

Rise

January 7, 2016 Ink what you thinkLeave a comment

From the doubtful moments and those fearful nights, From the grievous periods and those helpless fights, I say RISE ! You are a soldier, guarding the boundaries of your own free will. Bury not your supreme spirit, sell it not to your inner evil. Break down the gates which challenge your path, Cease not at… Continue reading Rise →

Posted in PoetryTagged belief, will
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