Category: Poems
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The gift is in the present
Life is a string of memories of the moments past, while years turn to hours and minutes don’t last. Moment by moment the memories grow, you hold on to some, and some you let go. Sifting through, relishing, and reliving as if it all came out of the blue. The gift is in the present,…
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Little by little.
I vividly remember my son, when he was about one year old, playing with bubbles—those soap bubbles, those little balloons of joyful bursts of air and soap that we all seem to have played with at some point. Bubbles were a constant in our lives; while he was tiny, those tiny bubbles never failed to…
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All sounds
All sounds cease to reach the quiet spaces inside…All sounds cease to cease where noisy thoughts reside…
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Tend to your mind
Tend to your mind as if you would tend to your garden. Clean it up from time to time, let it not harden. De-weed, deseed, declutter, let all the goodness splutter. Pour the glistening soft water onto the freshly sown seeds. Nurture and observe the most heavenly of deeds. As the wind begins to whisper…
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Gratitude
Thank the universe for all it brings sights, sounds and all those things. wishes and dreams, laughter and pain all the sunshine and all the rain. life is a happy song even when it feels all wrong. Thank the universe for all it brings sing along the song it sings.
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Butterfly Effect
When a butterfly flaps its wings in one part of the world, it can cause a hurricane in another part of the world!! Small changes can make a huge difference! A spread in my Art Journal…trying to make it a daily habit!
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Divineness
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If you could…
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Create!!
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Live like the birds!
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Words!
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Silence please…
All sounds cease to reach the quiet spaces inside… All sounds cease to cease where noisy thoughts reside…
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I am born
I am born… I open my eyes and look around There are happy faces and a sweet sound… And hearts full of love…as if I just opened a treasure trove I am god-made…and so are all of you…don’t you hold that true? Be the best version you were meant to be…said my creator…
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Mind
Oh! Look! My mind took a flight! It’s again out of sight… Where is it now? Oh! Where is it now? I’ll catch it…though I don’t know how… Will go and look… Will try every trick in the book… Yes I will find it for sure… Don’t want it to stray any more… I wish…
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A lesson learnt
When life gives you a prick… Don’t fall for it…it’s just a trick… It’s a test…so be your best… Allow it to be…there is a lesson in it…you’ll see… When it’s over and gone… A ‘new you’ is born… Happy and wise… Ready to rise…
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Love and Light
The sun is shining…nice and bright…oh! What a lovely sight! It shines on one and all… Whether big or whether small… It’s for all to savor… It’s not even asking to return the favor… Let’s learn something from nature…and raise ourselves to that stature… Send love and light to one and all… Send love and…
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Feelings…
Feel the feel before you let it go… Let it drift with a gentle blow… Look there it goes… and here comes another… It follows your thought like a child his mother… Let it play a bit, let it tug and nudge… It may play its pranks…but don’t you budge…
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Little by little
Little by little… I gather my thoughts. They tug, they nudge… I connect the dots. Like tiny bubbles… They rise and get less dense. Bit by bit it all makes sense…
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High up in the green mountain…
Here’s a ‘tiny’ poem and a ‘little’ painting I just created in my digital art journal. It is inspired from a photograph I recently saw. This is nothing like it though. Just Inspired! Just felt like creating a home amongst the trees… “High up in the green mountain there lives a little bird, amongst the…
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Gushing thoughts…
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Like peas in a pod…
When I find myself in the inside of me… That’s where the soul resides… I find God… That’s when I find myself in every being around… Like seeds in a pod… Attached to the same source within… So let this journey begin…
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Stillness…
The constant chatters in and around us are constant. Silent gaps between these chatters bring us closer to our selves. Our selves or what they call the Higher self, is often lost in this chatter… The spiral of life may leave you in a jitter It is sometime sweet, sometime bitter Just clear your mind…
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Are they flying still…
I see birds moving away… Fading away…away into the sky… From the window where I sit…I often watch them fly by… Going home to their nests, to their little ones perhaps… All eager and waiting… I watch the daily drill… I wonder…have they reached? Or are they flying still…
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Is that not so?
Some days are good and some not so Some start on a good note and some not so While some bring cheer and some not so While some seem all uphill and some not so This is what makes a lifetime…worth living…is that not so?
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The voice in my head
It often talks to me…even when I am not free… It talks and I listen and sometimes I talk back… It talks about the missing tiles and it talks about the lack… The voice in my head…I wish it was dead… It talks about the past and of everything vast… The topics are often the…
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He asked me what it means to die…
He asked me what it means to die… Why each and everyone has to bid goodbye To be born and brought up And then to finally leave… Leave behind friends and family to grieve… There is a higher self inside each one of us that drives us like a driver would a car This never…
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Soch
Soch rahey they ki kya sochein… Sochna to hamari aadat hai jaisay… Bina sochey bhi to reh saktey they hum… Par socha na tha kaisey.
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Zindagi
Zindagi Kay Palon Mai lamhey yuhin bhartey Gaye Salon saal yuhin guzartey gaye Ab ja Kai aya samajh, Zindagi to yahi hai, yahi hai yahi Ab yuhin jeetain hain hum Jaisey her pal may zindagi mil gayi
