Spirit of the matter

Spirit of the matter

It is felt

Deep within

Respected, held dear

Close to heart.

Followed intuitively

Wide awaken or in sleep.

When followed as such,

Gets embedded within,

Inducing same in others.

Those who cannot accept it

Stay away.

Those who love it

Come closer,

Strengthening it further.

                                                            Harshad

                                                                                16.8.11

Gossip

Whisper when spread

Soon turns in to a gossip

Hurting someone deep

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Written for Haiki Heights

One Single impression: Silence

One Single impression:   Silence

On a garden bench

After morning walk,

Relaxed

I see…..

A quill floating in the air

Drifting slowly up

and down

A butterfly with green and red spots

Passes over my head

Then goes on to flower near,

A call of cuckoo

Soon answered by his mate,

Two friends on a bench next

Sharing a joke…laughing loudly

Cool morning air

Passing through my nostrils

Touching deep into my stomach

……….Making me

Lighter

Lighter…..

Floating with quill

Slowly up

And down……..

Flowing …….with flow

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OSI prompt: Silence 

Silence and wants

 Silence   and   wants

After rapid spirited climb

To the peak

…….Warm breathe cooling and slowing,

Still feeling pleasing pain 

of pulled hair

Head resting over her heart…..

Hear pounding of her heart beats

Dhak…..dhak ….dhak

Her hand moving in my head

Playing with hair,

Her heart beats loud and clear

Dhak……………….dhak ……………….dhak

Pause between two beats

more spacious.

In that space

I vanish.

Remain

Just..... silence

…….No wants

Just silence

For a few moments.

(Silence visits in many ways. Are we there to receive?)

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OSI Prompt : Silence

Dream

D r e a m

It must be there

Buried

Deep beneath where

My awareness could not reach.

Surfaced in my unawareness

Touched my heart,

Filled me with affection

I had known only playing in his lap

But not since then

In the morning, still

Traces of that experience lingering within, I

Searched and found old family album

Looked at my uncle’s picture and

Thanked him

For visiting me last night.

It must be there

Buried

Deep within,

What I had known playing in his lap

But not since then.

Flying happens only in dream

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Poem dedicated to NANA KAKA.

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OSI Prompt : Dream

One Single Impression : Uncomfortable Encounter

One Single Impression: Uncomfortable encounter

The lady was very nice to her

She too reciprocated

But not relaxed,

Having encroached on her exclusive rights

Feeling guilty

More so

After the lady said

"I too worked as his secretary,

Before we got married."

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Written for OSI Prompt : Uncomfortable

Temptation

Temptation

Cloud covering sky,

Gentle rain,

Cool breeze,

Fragrance of earth,

Singing heart

And you!

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Or

---

Cloud covering sky,

Gentle rain,

Cool breeze,

Fragrance of earth,

You

And …heart sings!

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Choose the one you like!

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Submitted for Poetry Jam, Prompt : Temptation 

Dreams

Dreams

Some air, some food, some water….

So simple

So easy to fulfill,

So little it takes and

Release,

Energize to

Roam, fly… enjoy

Call it needs

So complex

Satisfy one and

Other bigger is standing by,

Binding,

Keeps heavy and grounded,

Call it wants

Flying happens only in dreams.

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Written for OSI Prompt : 'Need'
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Congratulations on completion of one wonderful year to haiku Heights.

A year pass

Years pass

Essence remain lingering

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Mask

Mask reveal more

Hide little
It tells what is sought to be hidden!

Masked can be 

Appearance

Words

Style

Can phantom

Called attitude

Masked for long??

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OSI Prompt : Phantom

Respect

Respect

You are you

I am me.

We may see same

Yet

Perceive differently

Think differently

Understand differently

Express differently

For

You are you

I am me

I may or may not

Understand or agree

But do respect you

For

You are you

I am me

…… and that is what makes

Us!

To see and accept difference,

Is respecting HIM

Who created 

You

me

All.

You are you

I am me

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written for OSI Propmpt : Respect by my friend Sandra