Déjà Vu

Early in the morning

Corpuscular rays of sunlight

Filter thro’ the trees—and

touch me fleetingly

I can’t hold myself, slip into the veldt;

Foliage almost topical on the forest-floor

Entwine around my feet- what luck!



The rustle of the stag-ferns, the murmurs

of the torrent stream rushing with bushes,

twigs through the ravine; all play together,

to enlighten me…initiate me

- Puzzled, I peek around the bushes;

Whipping affinities, analogies…

And progress….



Time rolls by, as I keep picking

The mysteries through the gossamer

caught in yesterday’s frames; and

Walk...walk...walk...

For a sip of that stupor or trance

I enjoy being released into the

Musty images of yesterday…



Screeches of birds, the gushing water,

the smell of moist earth,

the mass of green velvety moss ,

bird-burrowed holes on tree-trunks; they all

help me taking off the blinkers at last,

I spot the wooden arched bridge over a creek

And recognize…goodness me!!



A bubbling stream fleeting, swinging,

crashing over the boulders; transforms

my hearing and seeing –

Silence follows~

Play of sunlight rolls over the boulders

Gets hazy for a second…

Lo! It disappears again…



The old bridge opens windows of another world

I've been here before, I grasp - -- a dream Déjà vu..?

The yellow sunlight gets intense,

Each stone seems more dazzling than before

'Yes, such awakening is possible,

Déjà vu moment pitches in because images

dwell in our consciousness, as long as we live.

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Gnosis

Sailing alone, far from the shore, towards the high and mad sea

A melancholy strain touches my eye; I feel a sense of qui vive

I see sun sloped down the clouds; brilliant brightness of the sky going pale
I hear the silence raspy requiem, Singing in the sky

I see no nightingale. There is stillness in the air

the whirling wind has suddenly given his frown

The sanity of the sky comes to a standstill

As if it would take years to reach down

The arid arena shows no signs of life

as if waiting for a stirring storm

I see no bird or beast pass by; the bluntness beyond any norm

Bones infested with growing fear, realization gives me a serpent kiss

Till now under a spotless cloud of ignorance, I was asking for bliss.

Once free from manacles of birth, the beauty in beauty never wanes

No bed is warmer than grave; without mutual acceptance love is vain.

Every things that are and were, now just waves on eternal time flow

One by one everyone bids us; fades away like a mere shadow.

Has the fate decreed this as inevitable, or this pain is just my pleasure’s loan?

Sailing and fighting what continues to hound, even my reflection do I own?
Redemption is what I need, is this a revelation of something else?

Or is it my misanthropic mind, that hates, loathes and repels...

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Candidness

Thunderbolts reprove,

Amassed mist wail timidly,

Tears drip like white pearls.

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Anniversary of Disgust

As the sun goes down, burying itself deep into the west.

I struggle today, and just today, to bear the murderous unrest.

I shake my head vigorously and clasp my hands tight.

But today I just cannot overcome the dread, the fright.



Darkness prevails in this room where I scornfully lie.

And all that I can think of are different ways to die.

I am all teary-eyed, but all that I manage is to sulk.

It feels as if my soul is being auctioned in bulk.



No, this is not the way I am, this is not the usual me.

I never let the situation decide how it is going to be.

But, I see the sun go down and bury in the west.

And I remember the eve before my fourth grade English test.



I wanted him to show me again how to write that letter.

But he, my own uncle, found molesting me an option better.

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The Elusive

She rises with foam, they say
In her beauty, your heart would sway

Lust for all and flesh to elite

Never once, she settled for the petite


In the battle of wisdom, love and fidelity

She stole the show, ah! She Ravishing beauty

In tandem dawned the Trojan, by and for love

Little did Paris know what was hanging above

Immortal she is, her beauty would never fray

For those who crave, her song would play

With no control on what your hormones expedite

If you haven’t got it yet, her name is Aphrodite

Be it Helen of the Mycenaean age

Or a mere goon with haphazard rage

With love she would forever play

Enticed, you will plead her to stay

But with foam she raises they say

Like foam she would vanish to your dismay.

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Cheers to life !!

Cheers! He said, just to check the level of spirit

Cheers! They clanged, for everything this night they inherit

The wisdom to know the right from wrong

The art of keeping people where they belong

How to comprehend when not a single word is spoken

How to fix when it all appears broken

Where to fall and how to grow

What to keep and what to throw?

Whom to hold and for how long

What are the lyrics for your life’s title song?

 You come in clean and let life etch

Everything you learn and all your letch

With that stage set, its time you start winning

Cheers to life and a new beginning!

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Written By : Sriram Acharya
Original Post : My Paradoxical Paradise

Cheers To Life

We walked a hundred miles,

I and my life,

Togetherness unravelled,

Along with the journey.

We walked through several thorny paths,

My bare feet bled, relentlessly.

Several storms came,

And went off devastating us, my life.

And, left us with sordidness.

We walked through the dirty trails,

We walked through the unsoiled too,

We got filth on us,

We got scoured too.

We often lost our ways,

And seldom returned on track.

We got sometimes blamed,

Sometimes, blessed we were.

Countless joys there were,

Numerous miseries too.

Yet, I say it, my life

Cheers to you!

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Written By : Sayantini Bhattacharya

Original Post at : Another Part of Me

Cheers to Life!

Cheers to life even when things go wrong

as they sometime will

when the road you are trudging 

seems all uphill

when the sorrow is high

Just Smile even you have to sigh

Because life is full of up and down

it’s a queer with its twists and turn

Where every one of us want the crown

and at every step something we learn

And if you feel down a bit

Just rest please don’t quit

Don’t give up, cheers to life

Because failure will always turn about

Life is what you make it

And to win, you have to stuck it out

There will be moment when places will seem low

Just move on remember you might succeed with another blow

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Written By : Ankur Anand

Original Post at : Tangled Vibes