“Borrowed bright green cloak From a clingy parasite Looks like it’s own cloth” The clingy parasite will wither and fall. And then would remain the bare nakedness We wear and feed our borrowed cloaks the entire life, to eventually find the liberating nakedness
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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
Sorted till the next twist
Nine faces of same colour All on the same side You think You figured it out Now it seems all sorted Till the next twist and turn https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2024/09/23/what-do-you-see-255-september-23-2024/ #wdys
Run #elfchen #shayari
किस मंज़िल की तरफ़ है दौड़कौनसा ठिकाना है किसकी मंज़ूरी के मौताज हैं किसको दिखाना है RunningAs fastIn unexplainable hasteTrying perpetually to reachTired #elfchen #shayari
I enjoyed the Coffee
I got served A cup of coffee Without the Sugar …. I missed the sugar But I enjoyed the coffee
Happy Onam to all
Third step ends me Wish you all a happy and prosperous Onam
World full of wonder
I see the worldFull of wondersMy eyes doI hear the soundVibrant and clearMy ears doI smell and tasteSome nice, some foulMy nose and tongue doIn my mindI make storiesVivid and trueThe world is out there There is one inside toowhich one is true?
The fair #haiku
The fair was in the makingWith tents, wares and bannersFilling the bland venueAttractive goodsArrived in truckloads Glittering and mouth watering Shining and newEach pricedBeyond their valueSeeking Beyond what’s dueThen arrived the peopleIn swarms like beesSeeking the wantsMuch beyond their needsIn their convergenceLay the war of needsevery transaction foughtwith the deadly arsenal of greedIn the endContinue reading “The fair #haiku”
You live only in memories
As the wheels moveInto the infernoHungry flames leapever ready to devour The flesh burnsAnd the ashes remainPutrid smell narrating the gruesome galoreThere breaksThe unseen mortal threadNothing to carry, No singing of a loreYet it tugs On the heavy heartsThat still beatDespite not existing anymore For only thereand nowhere elseIt’s existence remainsWhere it lives for evermore
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