Repetition

Waltzing in the shadows,
We twirl to this
Momentary symphony.

One foot in the past,
Another stuck in the future;
A cascade of lies
Maligned by the excessive truth.

So clear, yet so far,
Times change,
But the heart remains
In tattered parts – so
She goes back to
Stand by the the Aster,
Hoping one day
She will find her.
But for now,
As unfair as life maybe,
Because the nightshades
State it so bluntly,
It’s time to let it go.

Precarious

A chaotic statis,
In the tranquil mayhem.
A stronghold,
Ever so bound.

With breathless silence,
Still, we watch on –
The moment suspended and
Passing between the spaces
Between the million faces,
The wanderer remains
Still.

A wishful comfort,
With trepidation at large;
A lingering truce,
While the reverberations last.

Author’s Note: Time and time again, I am reminded that life is rather precarious. Everything can change within seconds, and so, every second is precious. How do you make a difference in your tiny corner? How do you make a difference within yourself? We may be, but a tiny speckle in the universe or in the grand scheme of things. But as my favorite fictional character said: there is no one in this world who isn’t important. So, how are you today?

Wishes

Wandering while
Wavering with the wind;
Burning in the darkness,
Whispering desire –
The light ever rescinding
And aglow, where
The shadows call.

The hope to be immortal,
The gold shroud to love
Or seek a simple sound
For a wish
To be forever bound.

Within

Freestyle: Within

Gasping,
Every second with the ever present
Choices and confusion.

Pundits of perfection,
Fumbling under flailing pretense;
Gasping –
Without any direction,
Surrender,
To the shackles and be free.

But.

The haste within
Sometimes diminishes;
Yet, a single instance,
When the soul wanders past
The chains of the past.
The unknown awaits
Gasping,
Every second with the ever present
Choices and confusion,
Rising and falling,
Persevere from within.

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The song of winter

A symphony of
Joy and sorrow;
A blend
With a hope for ‘morrow,
The harshest winds
And the pandering pain
Pulverized, the moment
You gaze into the
The fog
That subdues the planes.
For a little while,
The tainted,
With the innocence of the snow
Shall rise – to live on another day.

Time

Like the
Tides, rising and falling –
You will go on
Faltering and fading,
Reborn and perservering.
A single spark
In the murk –
Time pouring through,
The laden hearts
Plummeting through the impossible dark;
We will prevail.

The storm

Brave the storm
And find the mellow
snow –
Like a melody
In the midst of agony;
A talisman
To soothe your
soul.

Moments – Acrostic

Minutes pass to hours as we meld;
One touch and a thousand words past –
Mirth unconstrained
Ending at dawn.
Nestled in the corner,
Trudging with the flow of time,
Simple desires.

Innocence- Acrostic

Innate sense of inspired joy,
Nutured with such wondrous eyes;
Naively assuming the world poses no ploy,
O’er, where the darkness lies.
Capturing the stardust before it
Encaptures your will to be profound,
Not a minute wasted – We are jouney bound;
Cradling the soothing past, yet wound in the dewdrops an
Everlasting love, at the behest of the heart.

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