Tag Archives: Writing

TENDER IS THE VOICE WITHIN

Tender is the voice within Which rages at the world; Never reaching far beyond self, To hurt those that do not see, It torments the poet, now free.

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IN THE SOLITUDE OF WRITING

In the solitude of writing The mystery of why is beguiling. Filled with a self-doubt without care Utterances grasp and free form In a desire to be heard.

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FLEETING SLIVERS OF SILENCE

Flowing from me in the intimacy of the moment Is the force that lives within the shared silence. A silence alive with the compassion we seek; A sliver of timelessness poetically fleeting.

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BEYOND BOUNDARIES

देश अलग और भेष अलग, फर्क है जुबान का फिर भी एक अर्थ आंसू का, एक मतलब मुस्कान का

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TRUTH IS YOURS TO JUDGE

Inside us lies a truth that is hard to own. Thrusted upon us in the myriad moments It never gives up a clear view It never enables a cherished calm It never eases the muddled mind.

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