What is it about?

What is it about?

He worked hard

and hard...

To

Reach there.

He reached the top

at last.

Now?

Is this all?

Still higher…..

And higher……??????

………….

Vacuum.....

Wonders

Is life about reaching somewhere?

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OSI Prompt: Top

Evening. Closer to truth.

 As a day slowly turns into an evening,

Brightness, shine and brilliance fade,

Vigor diminishes.

And

Revealed are true colors,

Beauty that cools.

For

Consciousness reveals itself easily

Through a fading form.

Sense of beingness begins to free

From mix up with form.

Soon

Form will dissolve.

Day will be over.

Stillness of night

Is eternal.

Truth.

Expressed again as Dawn.

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(OSI Prompt : Evening)

Born free

Born free.

Taught importance of

Grades

Success

Power

Control.

Passing through life

preoccupied

By desire to win…..

Manipulating,

Toiling

Tired…

....Voice from within

Heard in quiet moments

“Life is not a game

To win or lose.

It is about

Being open to love…. freely.

It is a dance

Enjoy!

Celebrate!"

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OSI prompt: Win

Mountains

Mountains

One more among the crowd

I carry within,

Died today.

I feel better as I light his pyre.

It has made me lighter.

With each death within,

I am getting lighter & lighter….

I can fly higher & higher.....

Love for him now is genuine.

No wants, no demands.

Just love…for being part of my world,

Love of one being to another.

Looking back I wonder

When did he get into me?

Why did I carry him so long?

Why?

Questions lead me

To a dead end

Beyond which are huge mountains….

I am unable to cross….

With each death within,

I am getting lighter & lighter,

Gravity weaker and weaker…

I can fly higher & higher.....

Will I cross this MOUNTAINS?

……To freedom?

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OSI Prompt : Free(dom)

Looking up

One Single Impression: Grace

Dancing stars

Always inviting to join,

To play.

Unaware me

Busy in petty games,

Ignore.

His grace and

I look up,

…And smile pass my face.

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Please Take Over….

Demolished and dissolved ego

Flow out with tears…

As i pray.

Crazy craving

Since ages....

My relentless efforts 

To merge with you

Is on.....

We meet,

We are together

We embrace,

Yet never one.

You remain you.

Stubborn.  Hard.

And I have to retreat.

Yet that crazy craving to be one with you

Makes me try again and again

Again and again……

…..Someday you will give in

And……. it will be all over.

No wanting

No desire

No craving

No loneliness.

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OSI Prompt : Lonely

Child Within

I pretend to be independent…….

Yet there are times

I want to be taken care of,

Want to be looked after,

Want to be led, held by my finger.

There are times

I just want to drop all my guards

And be carefree…

There are times

 I want to cross borders

Want to rebel…..

Yet know that I am loved,

 safe, secure,

Taken care of,

Need not worry…

These are the moments…….

I feel lonely.

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OSI Prompt : Lonely

A different approach

Trying life

Tired me

Till I stopped trying

Now I am a relaxed witness.

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OSI Promt: Try

Passing.....

                                                      The Passing.... 

Flowing like a river,

Given way,

Eager to meet & merge in

That vastness of sea.

Anyone who cares

Quench her thirst.

Unfortunate are those who keep away.

 I move on…

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(OSI Prompt : The Passing)

His Magic

HE waves a magic wand

Life goes on

Essence change.

Within

Within

Lines being added

Colors splashed,

Perception of what is it

Changing with passage of time,

A connoisseur is in awe

Wondering who the painter is!

Prompt-128-connoisseur          

Secret

Secret

Petals open and bud blossoms

Without efforts,

Let life unfold…..

Flow with life

Be part of the existence,

No need to have your personal goals

Existence has it for all.

Goals lead to efforts,

Feel effortlessness.

Surrender to Her,

Let go…

Save your tears.

To have personal goals is to command

Life to follow your pattern,

Just follow pattern of life,

Let go…. Don’t struggle.

For once,

Let go off all goals.

Let bud blossom,

Let life unfold,

Enjoy!

Play!

For you are an angel sent on the earth

To play.

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Candid (OSI prompt : Overt)

Candid

Candid

I wear costumes

Creams, fragrances

Ornaments…….

For I don’t adore

True

Look, feel & odor of

My body.

Overt candid revelation

Of self

Is dreaded

So I Wear

Lies

Lies

Lies. &

Lies.

A voice

 in space within me arise :

“This body too is a lie.

I am wearing it

For a play.”

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Acceptance

Acceptance

You switched on lights

To see me

You see me

And

My shadow

Disappointed,

In efforts to see me without shadow

You switch lights off.

Now you can’t see me,

Nor can I see you.

Please accept me with my shadow

My darker side ……

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A color of evening....

A color of evening…..

It is now Evening,

Work is over…

One by one

Quietly

They leave

Sun is setting….

Returning birds

Scattered clouds

Shades of ochre….

Relaxed

unbound

Beautiful.

Yet

Lonely.

Time to go….
Home.         
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OSI Prompt : Ochre                         

Out Casted

Out casted
(One single Impression - Prompt : Oubliette)

They all left

Never to look back,

Leaving him alone..

Out casted.

He

Restless.. ..lonely….cursing…..suffering….

Confined to himself,

In oubliette.      

Nights darker & longer,

& tears heavier.

Gradually….

Reality sinks in.

He is calmer….

Silent…..


Having passed through those dark nights

now

He rejoices in twilight of   space  within.

He no more curses

He has empathy for them….

For all.

He is no more alone.

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Anamika

I am a shy boy !  

Anamika is her name.

I have known her,

Talked with her for long,

Played chess with her,

Walked with her on school play ground track

Been to her home with friends.

I park my cycle near hers.

Frequently peep in the play ground

And visit library

To see if she is around.

Every time I cross her

In school lobby or on playground,

My heart beats play salsa.

In that fraction of the moment

When our eyes meet

Her eyes are searching deep in mine,

Something…..

That I been trying hard to say

But too nervous….

Always!

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 I am a Man…

She is coming

Confident,

Gracefully walking,

Long strides, hair bouncing,

Bosoms pounding.

My heartbeats tune to the

Pace of her body.

As she comes closer

I feel warmer….

Longing for those few moments

When I am no more

And she does not exist…..

For both melt in those moments.

Anamika is her name.

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Now that reverse count has started….

Pain in back & neck & knee…

That makes her face twist

Pierce deep in my heart,

Prayers arise in silence.

My hand reach out for hers….

She slightly squeezes my hand

To let me know

That she knows how I feel.

Anamika is her name.

Just some rest....

Just some rest...

I want some rest

Away from you

Away from my own self….

Away from all

That is “mine”

And that is “yours”

…just some rest

May be when I return

Forgotten word “Ours”

Will again find its place in dictionary.

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Life

Life

Nothing to gain,

Nothing to lose,

Nothing to give,

Nothing to take,

Nothing to prove,

Nothing to leave,

Nothing to show,

Nothing to hide,

Nothing to attain,

Nowhere to reach,

Nothing to say,

Nothing………

Nothing………

Just an experience.

A Beautiful experience.                
                                                                        Image from   : http://thisisreallife.co.uk/index.html

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