Tag: #livinglife
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Beauty & The Beast

The dark soil I am buried inIs watered by the tears ofMy ancestors & old gods.I lie here listless & desolate For all glitters of this worldHold no shine anymore.I feel my heart scream Silently & my soul darkenYet my choice is this dungeon.This deep clod of earth Which holds me like a wormIs my…
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Way To Hell’s Paradise

The search for heaven Could lead us on a pathThat goes straight to hell.So should I stop my search..For this paradise hiddenAnd live in fear of hell?But I wasn’t born to liveWith fear, in fear, of fearCowering my life away.I must at-least try this thingGive this journey a shotFor having been born!For what is life…
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In Omnia Paratus

Dropped from pods of divineBorn through womb of our mothersWe grow on the backs of our fathersLearn to walk with our legsAnd words come to us from allMoulded by our teachersSeeking love, gaining scars, Pain & suffering chisel usLife happens to us for a whileUntil we gain eyes to seeAnd ears to listen to theVast…
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House On The Hill

No. It’s enough. All this noise that comes in. From the world. From the people. From the places. From the point of views. No is what I say to it. Not no to listening. Not no to holding peace. Or to giveit a thought. But NO to let it change the very core of what…
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A Nomad’s Tale

In 2019, on this day I had landed in Oslo, Norway to meet my best friend for the third leg of my 8 country impromptu marathon travel. By this time I had left India, been in Dubai a day, 3 days in Copenhagen, flew to Iceland, just finished my road trip around the Iceland with…
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WADDLING WORDS

Waddling Words – My first book. A labor of love. An ode to my Fire Bird. An attempt to do my bit, for animals, for I love them all so much. It is out. It is my tribute to my beloved horse Jasmine Sky who passed in the end of 2021. I dint know how…
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Stardust

I have come a long way. So far from where I started the memories are fading. But I know how it feels in my body..all of it. The good, the bad, the ugly, the magic, the myth, the epic. 2022 was dark.. but that’s why I saw what I was made of … STARDUST. That’s…
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The Gift

The soft stories ofGentle connections Is a mystery to meHow they are soCalm even in anger Or composed inSadness is quantumPhysics to me.I know broken vasesCracks in the wallDeafening silenceAnxious fear & scarringScreaming. All contactsAre warfare where youFight to be safe n waitFor the storm when itHas gotten quietSoft laughter & lovingConversations at dinnerGentle tucking…
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Tick Tock, F%#* The Clock

Each day I push throughA pile of todos, must dos Should dos, could dos All I see is the undone dos Wake up, fight the fightSleep, wake up, repeat.Yes I am obsessed for iFear am loosing time &Maybe I am also loosingMy mind. For to sit stillIs a to do I just cannotGet done. I…
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Wild Beasts & The Lass

I wander the world &Arrive at the door. AsI walk in I am greeted, By wild beasts with big eyes and RoyalBronze skin that shinesLike the setting sun inThe horizon on a happyWinter evening. And IAm crying tears of joy .. For between them standsA girl happy as a clam – Her I have searched…
