What made me- how I am!

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Did I ever thank you enough-
For all the trouble that you embedded on my ground?
Making me shiver like the tree,
All of whose leaves had fallen and withered..

Have I ever expressed my gratitude-
Towards you- for being so hostile?
For scratching my bleeding wounds,
-Till it left an ugly mass of pus behind..

Do you know how grateful I am-
To you; for pouring that poison in my vein?
Turning me into a venomous sting,
Wiping my Life out of my being..

I have become as resilient as a rock-
Shining like the brightest star..
I fly around like the careless wind,
Spreading my Mind all across!

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Nirvana

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If you wish to stand up tall,
You’d be up there all alone..
Breeze would often slap your face,
Sun would scorch your tender skin!

How you sustain yourself,
‘d then be written as a theory.
Your lifestyle would become;
An enlightened state of that of the Buddha!

Wish me luck,
So I remain where I’ve reached-
Without any companion; devoid of all relationships;
Singing songs to myself and dancing upon those..

..Remaining consumed in an Eternal Bliss!

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Submitted for OpenLinkNight ~ Week 2

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Storming around..

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Wanting to go Wild and Huge,
Unkept, Messy and Uncaring..
Creating whirls wherever I go,
I wish to blow like a storm..

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Passion, speed and energy-
I would keep within no bounds;
Screaming around; I’ll dance crazy-
I wish to babel like a storm!

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Bringing about Destruction, Laughing beside myself,
I care not anymore to remain civilized!
Wanting to give away what I have collected..
I wish to torment like a Storm..!!

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Submitted for One Stop Poetry- One Shot wednesday

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I am the Wind

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I so don’t wish to be a Kite
Being strung at my tail..
I don’t wish to be a plane-
Carrying the burden of thousand people.

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I don’t want to be a Bird,
Spending my Life looking for food and water..!!
I don’t wish to be the Whiff:
It fades with travel..

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I am tired of being a dried Leaf,
It disintegrates with displacement.
I don’t wish to be a free spirit,
Getting chained at Human emotions.

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I want to travel unbound..
Like I have, so far.
Giving a lift to the travelers..
Never halting in the process.

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I wish to become the Essence,
I wish to be giving Life.
I wish to clean the dead Air..
Transporting the Cranes,
I wish to support the broken feathers-
For all to know that they still fly.

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I want the Fire to rise
So the flame engulfs all ugly..
I wish- Tides to be borne
So it cleanses all impurity.

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I wish to become all pervading
Want to sustain Life
Becoming the Giver
.. ‘Cause I am the Wind
I fly unbound
I am Intangible and Infinite.

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I am within and yet unconceivable
I am all around;
Yet stay untouched.
You can feel me
Rejoicing with me
Or, mourn about
Reading the message
Don’t miss my words-

To stay unaffected and fly undeterred,
Remaining completely un-merged.

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Water and Wind; and an Un- Grained Me


Picking up the shells from the beach of the sea,
I noticed there was one that was just so green..
I picked it up and noticed the others-
How they floated away with the flow of the water.

Sand grains pricked my eyes as I stood in the storm;
The air floated deporting all that was left loose.
All around it was dusty and pale-
As if the weather was mourning within a veil!

The water cleanses everything that it touches,
Taking the mud and dirt away-
It makes her look so desirable,
When the fine droplets shine on her face!

Children draw lines on the earth while they play,
Building sand castles all around.
Trotting around in joy with sand fill buckets,
Their laughter could be heard miles away.

The water smoothens the stones that it floats on-
Shining everything, brightening them up!
They appear so bigger and yet at a distance..
Never touching you when you stretch your hand!!

The very next objects appear to be far far away-
The particles pronounce the miles in between..
The “fragments” grain themselves into your being;
As you are left to fight out even to try and see..

Notice how wind and water changes the sand..
How they tame the dust to become so lame!
The desert is where the sand rules-
Otherwise all it becomes is dirt in vain!!

I am the sand and exist in my world,
They dare not come to stay here in my domain.
For its miles of spread of dust alone-
And I hover with the wind that blows all around!

I need some water that washes me away..
Purify me; and make my particles condense.
So I gather all my specks; the one’s up in the air,
Collecting them all so I become a “one”-

Complete the whole of “Me” in one place.

 



Afternote– As I finished writing this, I felt like some sand grains crushed in my mouth..

My In- Mind Whirls Writes

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