I took a wrong turn Ended up in a fairA beautiful gathering Some place I wasn’t awareWe wandered Aimlessly Yet finding destinations At every turnA lot to seeMany worthy to covetA happy rugAnd old sad urnThere were showsThere were dances tooSome traditional Some modernThe crowd was getting thickerThe heat was heavyPoured down by the angryContinue reading “The wrong turn”
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The lingering taste
The busy street
There is a rhythm And a certain calm In the cacophony And in the apparent chaos There when it is realised Is when the moment is enjoyed Without prejudice Without aversion
Moon sneaked in
Beauty here…is a need
They bloom In bright colours A part of nature Of the grander divine scheme Not to pretend Nor to wear the mask Just to be attractive Just a simple need And in that way of things They are beautiful
Together. Safe.
Blood stained
A place of unmeasurable horror. Where humanity dipped to the lowest. There stands a monument serenely reminding that one must never forget
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