Musings Poems

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Random Musings

Random Musings short poem

Something lies dead here. Something, that until yesterday Was the source of all Beauty, Whose warmth dimmed Every shadow of loss And sedated pain. What it was, I cannot say- Perhaps it was love, Or an idea or a belief

Evening Musings of a Working Woman

Evening Musings of a Working Woman short poem

How many days did I take to pick this pen up!!! Meaning to write in solitude, for company – a coffee cup I sat intending to write something worthy and the machine gave a mild thud, reminding me of the

Musings

Musings short poem

The night settles in. On a million hopes One by one The stars in the windows dim. A lone firefly celebrates his moment of stardom A speck, yet important in the now as he lights up and revels so do

Musings Of An Insomniac

Musings Of An Insomniac short poem

Succinctly speaking There is nothing to be said But a great realization That I must go to bed It’s late and I am tired And a little cranky too Restless I am And in a mood to rue You take

Musings

Musings prose poem

Am unwell, perhaps the flu. I read an advertisement about a book exhibition and I think about you. Lots of books, little catches my fancy, poke around and pick a few, my eyes fall on a ‘Rs 50 only’ sign,

Musings At Midnight

Musings At Midnight short poem

Glistening and glimmering, the stars do shine Scattering forth their beams divine Their light, not bright, yet a mystical sight Blessing the earth on this cool breezy night A prelude to a bright new day Slowly and silently comes a

Divine Musings

Divine Musings prose poem

In the most unusual manic-panic creep, Wildly lurking behind every corner, The Shadow was about to recover some ungraspable but always constantly desired idea.. A fantasy, a darker shade of fantasy: a fun fetish. Or, perhaps, could it be foolish

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer)

Me And My Airship (Or: The Musings Of An Engineer) short poem

July 20th, 1822. We’ve done it. As I lay down my tools for the last time, Here stands before me the fruit of my labour. This night, a technology beyond its time has been born. She truly is beautiful. A

Musings Over A Passing Day

Musings Over A Passing  Day prose poem

It’s the new year eve once again and I am happy but a little pensive too . Silently I hear the clock ticking and watch the tiny moments slipping from my hand like the grains of sand in the hour

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God’s Will

Gods Will short poem

God gave each of us Two ears but only one mouth Just to listen more And not too much brag about. Even if we need to talk Talk to the “Self” That is the real talk Rest is not worth

A Joyful Melody

A Joyful Melody short poem

There in the beautiful garden where a joyful melody played and the flowers were happy with such musical day. Some dressed in pink and others In blue, roses were red and violets were blue, all of them in harmony danced

Words

Words short poem

A fickle thing these words can be Vessels for hopes and expectations The building blocks for dreams How smoothly they slip off a tongue Fall on fertile ground and They will grow roots far and deep They stay with you

Clumsy Hands And Brittle Things

Clumsy Hands And Brittle Things short poem

I have solely turned this creation into mess, becoming a cause for frustration and moments of distress, resulting from price tags and use of over-inked cheques, and also from partaking in acts of repeated carelessness, It’s safe to say that

Sentiments In Print

Sentiments In Print short poem

Words I write, sentiments in print. Statements of my heart, daydreams on a sheet! The world outside is an impersonal act, The abode I built on a magic carpet takes me to heights, Of soaring kites, to gaze at star

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Love Sonnet 12

Love Sonnet 12 sonnet poems

Does your fancy wander in the moonlight, To grace my sleep and loiter in my dreams? Since then, your memory usurped that right, Such that my very fantasies it creams; My musings all converge on your aspect, To leave just

The Fair-sex

The Fair sex short poem

The fair sex Taking care of self In her own ways Making up herself. The womankind Surprises entire mankind Self-defining muliebrity Softness and effeminacy. Still tough to toil In and outdoors But fully satisfied Needing no more. Self-dependent And self-reliant

A Day

A Day short poem

When the dawn-bringer brings the dawn And golden cascades hang forlorn A milky light translucent finds A fractured chink in sleep-soaked minds And heralds morning bright with prospects Its full potential no-one suspects Detours and dreams as yet concealed That

Mirroring Words

Mirroring Words short poem

Wandering and Searching, Catching a glimpse of you sometimes In a child’s innocent laughter Bubbling delightfully like a mountain spring But your heart hidden away somewhere Deep in the darkest confines of a forest. Sometimes you’re just another face in

Introspection

Introspection short poem

Why do I feel this searing pain That seems my very heat inflames And in the depths of silence hush It feels my soul with weight is crushed Yes, my mind does wonder far And seems my sanity does mar

Beginning Begun

Beginning Begun short poem

In a nearby flat a radio whispers, Birdsong begins its chatter in the bushes And giggling lovers tickle the dawn; Rain beats its gentle rhythms on the window, Occasional cars issue hushed rumble escapes And those still awake Wonder about

Ephemeral

Ephemeral short poem

Eyes crack open with the searing of the darkened sky, Awaiting the auspicious oncoming day, Rousing one to feel sanguine and air of optimism, Of high hopes and opportunity which close by lay. Yet with the batting of a wing

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Travelling To Moon

Travelling To Moon short poem

Blood and bones become qualification watching and being watched. Eyes in introspection incubation waking the black dawn. Anguished blank stares, after dispossession collapse on the hills in confusion – umpteen times. Ontogeny repeats filial love after parental loss. Monofloral we

Love Sonnet 22

Love Sonnet 22 sonnet poems

How soon Persephone would say goodbye, And leave her mantle, white upon the ground? My heart seeks not to know, nor reasons why, But makes the most while she is still around; How soon will friendly stars all disappear, When

The Only Solace

The Only Solace short poem

Rejection and Rejection and Rejection How long will it take to acceptance? Everything seems eclipsed Sunshine seems so far Nights too are cloudy and dark Wandering down here and there finding solace nowhere Nothing seems to subdue the pain, Where

Oh My Little Angel

Oh My Little Angel short poem

Oh my daughter Oh my little angel Don’t know how time flies Seems only like yesterday When you were placed in my waiting arms Hugging you close, seeing the tiny bundle of joy My own flesh my own blood Didn’t

It’s Possible

Its Possible short poem

It’s possible in Interstellar Our Journey It’s possible in Trillion Galaxies Our Love It’s possible in Stars Our Destiny It’s possible in a World of Fairy Tales Our Paradise It’s possible in Twilight Our Intimacy It’s possible in Infinity Our

Nothing But A Childhood Dream

Nothing But A Childhood Dream short poem

You ask me if I love you, I say I love you More than words can say and I will until my Dying day but I lie, it’s just a lie but I Don’t want to see you cry so

Onward We Go

Onward We Go short poem

I have been on this journey for a long time. As long as I have Jesus I am fine. Every day I sing and pray. No longer on this earth do I wish to stay. I will not give up

Bitter Tropics

Bitter Tropics short poem

It wasn’t me who invented love by ignorance the same way the painter doesn’t have the heart to mix pure colors it was there in the times when I used to swot the differences between useful, beautiful and pleasing first

Love Sonnet 37

Love Sonnet 37 sonnet poems

Should love be out of mind once out of sight? My love has heart that always beats for me, For close to it am I, holding her tight, I figured this from Grey’s Anatomy; I gave her chocolates: fit for

Every rise has a fall

Every rise has a fall short poem

Birds chanting and flying, How beautiful it is to be free, Their propensity towards nature, Reminding me of how brave I used to be, Fearless, courageous and heroic, Floating in the clouds carefree, Memories taking over the miserable present, But

Phases Of The Road

Phases Of The Road short poem

driving into twilight a warm day smelling of road dust crops in the field their low green bodies growing duller as the headlights come on the radio stations change format from news to music crepuscular animals are creep out skunks

Star Fire

Star Fire short poem

Is there no star will lend me its fire? For I’m cold, so terribly cold. My teeth chatter, my skin pales And as I lie there, shivering and shouting For help, in vain, I could do with the memories And

Bitter Waters

Bitter Waters prose poem

You will see me someday, the open wound deep inside Seeing only the truth, despairing I hide The growing bitter bed, you will see and obey Together, apart, we wed, sever the day Like a raw raisin pit, I won’t

Those Moments

Those Moments short poem

Those moments waiting for which was taking a life time, those moments have come and gone, those moments when two souls became one, those moments when they heard each other’s soft moan, those moments when they thought each other they

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog (centennial 2015)

Love Songs Of A Bull Frog  (centennial 2015) long poem

Let us go then, you and I. Let us go then, you and I… For a hundred years, this line echoes around the rims of the inner ears of poets and anti-poets, not because it’s true or untrue, visionary or

A Noisy Earth

A Noisy Earth short poem

Noisy earth till nearly midnight Carries me to an aimless fight Unreached hope in head weight Puts down and thinks for light Forgotten, promised things come first Regret alone since it has not doubt Voice of mind would claim for

Absence

Absence short poem

Moments when I need a fulcrum, Like now, when the need for your presence Hangs overwhelming harder than your memory. Now means not just this night Whose sky like is covered with a black orchid petal, Mourning sheet over the

Or Is It?

Or Is It? short poem

Love is easily excited. It plays your heart like an instrument, the beat hard and fast like a Spanish guitar. Love is colorful. It shows, everywhere. Between two, and inside one. But love is impatient. It doesn’t realize That it

Equipoise

Equipoise short poem

the heart composes dark symphonies the mind rejoinders: “Equipoise” the world is not so old yet nothing has to be there is no Death only Life the pursuit of handsome men of handsome women the fact of earth the illusion

Refraction

Refraction short poem

Step aside. The white flowing mane was going to become the adrenaline. Fear of silence was turning into a green wound. The dissenting life-blood has vandalized the moon. There was a provocation from the black stars. The leopard was ready

There is an angel….

There is an angel.... short poem

There were tears when you came, There were tears when you left, When you were born they gave you a name. That after you went, but few would recollect. They pulled you down like a tower, They hunted you out

A Marker

A Marker elegy

A sign of what once may be left Within the hedge line written Through the dark feeling of weight lifted A presence of grace to have a place to hide In stone carved out many names to find The times

Gods And Demons

Gods And Demons short poem

  White blood cells from demon, Pinch of salt and honey It is mixture to heal the will and Accelerate spinning electron Gods and demons at all whispers Exist in spells arcane from ever Erased time and space Satellites located

What Would You Do?

What Would You Do? long poem

WHAT WOULD YOU DO if you Found out your best friend was dying Of cancer, would you stay with them? To the end or would you turn around And run faster than the speed of light… Well and WHAT WOULD

The Ballad Of The Cosmic Caterpillar

The Ballad Of The Cosmic Caterpillar ballad

Carlton the caterpillar loved to explore the branches of the trees, way up high, his days full of joy but like many a boy he dreamed of the clouds in the sky. But unlike his friends, his dreams knew no

Deep, deep kiss

Deep, deep kiss short poem

In those days, you asked me, innocently, ‘why do you love me?’. I answered with vague things. I spoke about our great, winding conversations, about your eagle’s wings, your sparrow’s heart, about your knife-like fingers, your face that floats as