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A rainy tale

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  Why is it that it rains every time I sit to write? Or is it that I have this surge of writing when the smell of newly wet mud reaches my nose, and jingles from the raindrops falling on small and big puddles reach my ear? Either way, I love and appreciate it. Nature is fun when you are ready to absorb everything that it has to present. The tiny dewy drop, hanging from the top of that tender leaves, looks like it doesn't want to fall into the dark earth and remain forgotten until the sun forces it to wake up and jump up higher where the clouds push it back. The leaves are enjoying, for they have got both the treat they have earned with pride, the sun and rain. The wind helps it to dance more. Swaying from side to side, the coconut tree at the farthest corner of the road seems to be wanting to blurt a story. A story of how it loved to dance, a story of how it yearned to swing, a story of how it grew tall in hopes of touching the sun. The plantain farm nearby has stories ...
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Loosing you? Never!

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  Our eyes met again. The same way it always did. Brisk. As fast as a butterfly flies away touching the flower. The eye contact lasted for less than few seconds.  He walked the way I left, while I walked ahead through the path he traversed. The momentary interaction. Story of eyes.  It has been going on for some time now. She blurted looking up from her book, adjusting her spectacles, that was slipping down. What? I asked confused, though I knew very well what she meant. This eye play. She replied turning the page of the heavy book. What eye play? It's nothing like you think. I replied, falling beside her. Why is your heart racing then? She asked, eyes fixated on the book. My heart is not racing. I replied slightly annoyed that she could hear it. We just pass each other, once in a while. It's called acknowledging the existence of the other person. What's his name? She cut me in between.  Your heart races the moment his curly hairs catches your eyes. It stops the mome...
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Something unexpected

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I hated the labels thrown upon me by him. I hated how authoritative he sounded. I hated the way his ideologies were faulty. I hated his faulty jokes. In my eyes, he was perhaps the worst student. A naughty child. A naughty child, which was actually an updated opinion from the earlier spoilt child. I somehow hated how his jokes would always land in same meanings, or how his over acting disrupted the class.  Today, before I could stop, she stood up for him. Defending him for the attendance. I was shocked. Just moments before, she had told me how much she hated the boy.  She was taking blames on everyone. Everyone were to be blamed. She said. Partially correct. Everyone could never sit  together and discuss. It's not really entirely his fault that we are delayed. She justified. I stared. Almost open mouthed. How could you? I almost whispered, only for her to hear. She looked me straight in eyes and said, everyone have reasons. I gasped. Then gulped. Taking a bit of time to d...
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365

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#1   New year sweeps by Away away in the dark, sings a peacock a song it made Near yet far a cuckoo adds beats to the music The chilling wind that sweeps by glitters the leaves adding music Together they create music, so the humans dance For new year's here Filled with an air of happiness, the new year comes Reminding us of the promises we made but never did Those to do lists that lay forgotten And those resolutions never looked upon Still the new year sparks magic in hearts  As the leaves flutter high up in trees, hearts fly above with clouds To a far away land, to dance and sing The new year brings energy and smiles #2   Triangle The world is a triangle It joins us like a vertical  Yet, separate us like the sides Sides, that people take sometimes Not knowing where it leads them To perhaps a dark cave That holds memories long forgotten No, memories that were put inside to be forgotten But dear, human, when you traverse those same came again, won't it hit you more? W...
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365 poems

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1. The new year sweeps by 2. Triangle 3. You smile at me 4. Marigold 5. Where did she go? 6. Solace 7. Bird in a desert 8. Where did she go? 9. Nature's concert 10.  Flower 11. Sit up, stand up, say no 12.  Cry of an ocean 13. The broken vase 14. I find her finally 15. Flower 16. You fly back 17. Clutches of strength 18. Strong we stay 19. Blossoming heart 
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Why?

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You asked me why? The question ponders and lingers over my mind and brain Running as a jet airplane Trying to scoop up an answer from the heaps of memories that lay hidden beneath the mountain of thoughts It wanders around looking for an answer And then, on a random Monday night, it gets one It gets many  Perhaps the pain of loneliness sculpted a story the mind didn't want to The yearning of heart to make connection to the world  The monotonous talks with screen, books and walls Maybe the heart looked for care The brain looked for comfort And the mind built up a fort from sand, knowing too well the ocean can't stand Still it stood, thanks to the wind that kept pushing the water away And the sun, which made the fort a castle Letting it gleam in joy and pride The signs of destruction stayed  But the castle found peace in showing the scars as stars Stars that illuminated it's dark life  Into one filled with meaning and connections The love that fills up the voids ...
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The faces of the sky

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The painter's canvas Or spilled paints As the sun pushes away the clustered clouds Birds fly more Hidden somewhere, beneath the cement and paint Is the nature's canvas
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Leaves of a tree

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As the wind blew harshly Each of the leaves shivered Large, small, long, short, tender, old,  Each different from one another yet somehow similar Each trying hard not to get plucked away from its home,  Each trying hard not to get its existence vanished Each trying hard to remain calm, when the wind took the devil's form Holding still with its petiole, hugging itself more Holding tightly all alone Somehow they learned to put on a wonderful act  Somehow they pretended it was just a normal sunny day Somehow they acted they were part of a large cluster As the wind blew more and more The realisation struck me We are just leaves of a large tree
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The cuckoo bird

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As I stood aside, watching helplessly Hands tied, knowing too well what might come next An uneasiness took over me My breaths too stopped But I stood there, Not knowing what to do A piercing pain A feeling of lost Memories that were forgotten, yet fresh Wounds I thought healed, but stayed fresh Pain that increased with every ticking sound of the clock Slowly the cuckoo birds returned Then sat silently, slowly trying to sing The wind blew softly, wanting to help Slowly they plucked up the courage Sang a bit And my mind was at peace As if the heavy branch was finally out of my shoulders 
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A void

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I am afraid I might become the pain of someone. I am scared I'd stand back and do nothing.  I saw them getting hurt,  I saw them crying for help without asking for it, yet somehow I couldn't. And the thought spins around as if in a merry go around.  That I had to stand and watch someone trying to pick themselves up.  It hurts to know my hands were tied with those invisible strings.  Perhaps with the same pieces of ropes they were trying to stitch.  Perhaps someday, I'd have the courage to be a part of their pain. Maybe someday I'd stop pretending things are sorted too. Maybe someday, I'd tell them their life is no less than mine, But for now, I'll try to pick myself up. While we both live our own lives. A life filled with void Void, that we try to fill in vain.
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Bird in a desert

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 Bird in a desert I wonder what the bird feels The bird among the birds in that large tree Does it feel like a bird in a desert? Surrounded by acres and acres of sand No water to see anywhere around It's mind can't stay calm With everyone to chitter chatter, does it still feel lonely? That feeling of loneliness even when surrounded by people,  The sort of sudden unexplainable sadness.  Sort of like an empty feeling.  A void. It sings, it smiles, talks the whole day Socialize, and chitter chatter like its supposed to But then, at the end of the day, that emptiness returns I yearn for silence, but yet, I can't silence the wavering mind Which vibrates like the oceans Like the leaves flutter when wind sways We are just leaves of a large tree Each unique, each with its stories and struggles Some great some smaller Yet, somehow, we look the same Sometimes fighting with the wind Sometimes dancing with it
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