Countdown

The countdown begins - 10, 9, 8...

But that’s a different story...

Is it really different?

All that begins ...ends

 ..................

To begin again!!

Yet it is so important

For every time it begins,

It has a purpose,

Purpose that gets lost

In the process of living

That fog around it gets dispersed

As I move towards zero,

It gets clearer and clearer

Cannot give any excuse

I resolve

Every count will lift me up

Not take me down

yes, it is different.

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You are here.......

(Picture from internet, source not known)

As

 Lines of a pencil

And strokes of a brush,

In

Happy humming

Or

Tears

He may shade painting,

Painting

feelings 

……..To reach you

Yes

You are here

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Trail

As I grow older…..

It is almost compelling

To talk or to write

To express….

Alone in my room,

Wondering why?

Water is dripping from a leaking tap,

Making sound,

Disturbing tranquility.

I  look up

Overhead tank is almost empty……

Not long

Before sound stops.

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Bliss

A painting with a verse. 

(Watercolor on white drawing paper 15”x11”)

Often there is an illusion that I am giving.

Meditation brings me back on the right track!

And peace  again!

Search!

Search me

You will see many wounds

Some healed, some healing and

New appearing!

Yet I stretch beyond my limits

For it creates more space

New terrain,

And gives me moments

That helps me discover new me

Wounds heal with time

Space created remain within for ever

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Come Soon....a call

Space where

I am not sleeping

Yet not awake, though aware

In the wonderland

With wings on

Gliding slowly

Far above grounds of reality

Far bellow hollows of dreams

Waiting for you,

Here is where I will be found

Space where

No gravity applies

No pain exist

No efforts needed,

Here is where I will be found,

Waiting for you

Always

Come soon

My friend

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Reflections

Overwhelmed by events,

Reacting

And

Whirl of cause and effects follow

....... Pause

To reflect

And deep within a voice

Heard

“Let go...

 Love is to surrender”

Easy comes
reflections in nature.

Acrylic colors on canvas.
Size of Canvas:  18" x 15"

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Living

Living

A candle

Spreads light

So others may see...

And when

Its time is over

It stops being

No demands

No expectations

No traces

Just passing through....

Some call it burning

I say it is living

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A Leaf

A leaf falls.

Was it blown away by wind?

Or was tired of the tree?

Or tired of holding on?

Or was tree tired of it?

Or was wind and earth more alluring?

Does it matter?

A leaf falls.

A moment passed.

New leaf will fill the space

 A heart felt pain

 A moment passed

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Written for " A Prompt each Day"

Prompt : LEAF

Godliness

Wondering what color to give to Radha

For who knows color

of 

Pure love?

Touching

Everything that touches my soul

making me feel lively to life

With smile or tears,

Helps

Make this life worthwhile

More aspiration

More strength to my wings

More courage

And

Sky more open

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Permanent

Things change

People change

Seasons change…..

Yet there is a permanent in all

That remains unchanged

That keeps us together, 

In world real or virtual

Books or Blog or FB or G+

What change are medium, style and way of expression

Not its essence

Wherever you are

Whatever you do

We will be connected

In this love we feel

What change is around

Not the center

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OSI Prompt : Change

Flow

Words often fail to flow

Feelings not carried

Silence hardly fails
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OSI Promt : Flow
http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.in/

What hurts?

Right and wrong

Game mind plays

Argues for one or another as it suits

Casualty is Truth

Truth hurts no one

It includes
voice of mind

Beats of heart

Cravings and desires

Fragrance in air

Fear of running deer

Instinct of chasing tiger

Poison of cobra

Honey in womb of flowers

Dry desert

Swelling rivers

You and me and her and all

What hurts is not truth.

Truth heals

Truth understands

Hell with laws and rules

Logic and arguments

Drop that clutter

Listen to the song of your heart

Dance to that tune

Be closer to truth

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OSI Prompt : Clandestine 

Clandestine?

She inquires

I deviate, uneasily.

She doesn’t know

I will not tell her

Intention is not to hurt her

For I love her

Still why it happens?

I wonder, lost in the world away

I do not have all answers

For who can claim to know the whole truth?

‘Don’t bother, take it easy’

Her casual remark, stroking my hair,

Brings me back to present

It takes us both closer to God

Closer to Truth

She certainly loves me more

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OSI Prompt : Clandestine

Merging

You are with me

All the time

Your presence is felt

Be it sunset or sunrise

Be it cool or warm

Be it raining or sunshine

When alone or with others

Even in the moments of deep silence

When there is nothing

I feel your silence

Merging

Mine

You are with me

All the time

Beautiful Emptiness

Felt like indulging in gossip

Just about to ring up a friend,

I halted….

A moment of awareness

Looked at

That emptiness, I was

Seeking to fill with useless gossip

Closer look revealed....

She is so beautiful,
this emptiness!

I looked at her closely

Dwelled in her for some time

And

She filled me!

There was no need to gossip!

No need to raid fridge!

No surfing TV aimlessly!

Enthusiasm for my new project took over!

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OSI Prompt : Peace

Moving on

 Watching world same way

Life a repetitions

Moving in circle

Looking within cleaned

Mist on Eyes

Granting new vision

Now seeing better

I move on

Not stuck anywhere

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OSI Prompt : Watching

Haiku Heights Prompt : New

Mind & Heart

Even pain of yearning is sweet

How will it be to dissolve

And be one with you?

Yet

Scared of unknown

Mind do not let go

Pray for me

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OSI Prompt : Yearn

Creativity

A Loving heart struggle

To bring out

Beauty felt within

In infinite

Different ways

In her

Elating work

It is her answer to the call

I call it creativity.

(Image Credit : http://kristinagrant.blogspot.in)

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