Threads of destiny

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Threads of destiny

bound together with me

 and you

magical

our history

still continues

but remains silent-

static

never ending

yet murmuring

waiting

for a new beginning…

 

(C) 2013

 

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It is a mystery

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It is a mystery

The way you laugh

The way you smile

The way you walk

The way you cry

It really is a mystery

The way you watch

The way you play

The way you talk

The way you mystify

It is a mystery

The way your lips

Form the perfect curve

The way your dreams

Surround my universe

It is a mystery

The one I love

The one I carve

The one I adore

The one I devour

It really is a mystery…

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© 2013 SNEHAL SAHAY

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Excess of excess

 

 

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Excess of light

Causes fringes around

Pollution

Is caused by excess of sound

Excess of love;

Blindly possessive it makes

Excess of learning;

Life spirit it takes…

 

Excess of everything

Is wicked for sure

One never pauses

Asking for more

Overflow of life

Is run-off of death

Desire for excess

Leads to existence of dread…

 

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©2013 snehal sahay

 

Infected

 

 

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When those gentle pairs of fingers

Touched my dampened soul

A shriek for life grew within my corpse

My mass, tattered and cold…

 

She held my finger and didn’t let go off

Cuddling like a bloom

Her eyes opened and met my old gaze

Pampering my unpromising room…

 

The shabby room then lit like a fortress of destiny

My princess gleamed like a gem

Her shimmering eyes with silky shrilly hairs girdled

Like the sun veiled with a cloudy frame…

 

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Her hands waved in the air around

In some type of magical glamour

Entangling with the wires of my dome

Leaving me to mere blubber…

 

Her cheerful giggles and outraged cries

Infecting the melancholic existence of mine

Setting the birds of nostalgia gratis

Made me something of a shine…

 

Her crystal brown dreamy eyes

Her sparkling adorable laughter like wine

Made my life infected with love

Unconditional, noble and purely divine.

 

 

 

©2013

Snehal Sahay

 

 

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This post is written under the Trifecta Writing challengehttp://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/03/trifecta-week-sixty-nine.html

 

 

Enjoy the paradox!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A book has not just a cover to rate

 

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Ten thousand miles away from you,

Doesn’t make me unknown to your bruises and pains

Ten thousand steps ahead of you,

Doesn’t stop me cheering at the rains.

 

Ten thousand times above your head,

Doesn’t take away my strength to fall and start all again

Ten thousand ways of meeting mess ups

Doesn’t make me familiar to all the deceptions in the game.

 

Ten thousand years of living life just,

Makes no one solemn expert and acute in the never ending treks

Ten thousand years of suffering and anguish has,

No contract over the demise of the joyful sparks.

 

A book has not just a cover to rate…

© 2013  Snehal Sahay

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Enjoy the paradox!

If just…

if

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If just life flew like water

Hearts would not burn as fire,

If just love over-rode lust

We would live, not just desire….

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If just time passed like wind

The wounds won’t sting each time and pain,

If just understanding rode over egos,

Eyes would bubble instead of rain…

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If just thoughts escaped like sand

Little moments won’t be called days,

If just feelings could speak aloud

Words won’t get wasted in endless ways…

 

If just…

 

 

©2012

 

 

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Enjoy!

 

 

It brings me closer to me

 

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Touch a string

Pluck a chord

Play it on

Let myself be heard…

 

Adding an unknown

In an unseen

Feeling the invisible

The one I have really been…

 

Being the raw

Key of a guitar

Taking the silence

Of solitude afar…

 

Clutching in my arms

And then letting it free

Entangling it in my fingers, around

Letting myself just be “me”…

 

Kissing the pouring rain and bliss

Of enduring notes and rhymes

Taking a deep mesmerizing dip

Away from the ocean of times…

 

Plucking a small shining chord

Humming an unknown tune

Speaking some unspoken words

Being my life’s own queen…

 

 

It brings me closer to me.

 

©2012

 

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I love music!!! It’s like the world to me! My passion, my release, my love, my soul and much more.

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