Honey Bee

Hopping from one flower to another

Being with one now

Another then,

To each one fullness of my heart  

True with everyone

Nature has created me as such

I am in harmony

True to my heart

True in my love

True with everyone

I don’t cheat

Never holding back a piece of myself

Pure and chaste

Close to God

In love with life

True with everyone

And they call me fickle hearted!

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OSI Prompt : Fickle

In love with life...

Though I no longer can

Climb Mountains

Cross rivers

Track miles

Or swing in parties,

I still have a throbbing heart

And write few words

That reaches other side of the world

……..And may be, touch hearts there

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OSI Prompt : In love with life

Black and White

Neither here nor there, Inbetween

Neither yes nor no, considering

Neither doing nor leaving, trying

Neither this side nor that, on the fence

Neither king nor soldier, diplomat

Neither ecstatic nor doomed, searching peace

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OSI Prompt : Black & White

I salute you

I salute you

I salute you 

for

Your keen sense of duty

Your courage

Your poise against pointed finger

And calm against abusive language

Your silence then and now

I do not know your name

Ramesh, Raheman or Rustom

And it does not matter,

Let me tell you every common man

Respect you,

Love you in his heart

For what you are –

A dignified common man

Common man sees himself in you

Please accept his warm regards

You need not speak,

Just nod.

He will understand.

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OSI Prompt by Leo:   Black & White

Above picture is of a security guard pointing way out to Mr. Khan (A star in Mumbai Film Industry) who is aggressively pointing finger at him. Guard held his ground.

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Blushing

Looking down

Hiding passion

Scared little, more excited

Not wanting to say no, afraid to say yes

Waiting for a move

She lifted eyelids slowly

To find what he holds in his eyes but

Dropped it quickly

To hide what she holds in her own,

Heart beating loud

Color of her face

Said it all.

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OSI Prompt : Crimson Red

One Single Impression: Depression

Nothing inspire

Day is harsh

Colors of sunset gloomy

Thought of dark night scary

Miserable is my spirit

Prayers selfish

Smiles heavy

My utterances are complains

Compliments hollow

Even blessings demanding

Heart far away to be loved

And too selfish to love

Though surrounded by many

Lost in world another

Awareness that

You are always there

Lost in this black hole,

No light on other end

Faith shaky, Truth hazy

Denial deep, Options ill

Life a burden

Is death freedom?

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OSI Prompt : Depression

One Single Impression : Elusive

I gave my 100%

I was very positive

Hopes in heart high

Trust complete

No stone left unturned

Some progress did give hopes

Enthusiasm reinforced

Prayers often

But soon it appeared to follow the old pattern

One step forward, two backward

No light seen at the end of the tunnel

Doubts surface

Heart tender yet not ready to give up

Eyes turn to picture of Krishna

On wall in front of me

“You have right only to your efforts not the result”

Comes to mind His message in Gita

 Picture seems hazy and distorted

Through tears filling eyes

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OSI Prompt : Elusive

A Verdant space

Soul seeking

A verdant patch

Life a thirsty run

Life a thirsty run

Get a friend who care

Journey gets dear

Journey gets dear

Legs stronger and

Mind cooler

Mind cooler

Heart lighter

Soul quenched

Soul quenched

Life a verdant garden

With fragrant flowers!

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OSI Prompt : Verdant

Shell

Snail

Carrying always with her

Her safety, her protection

Call it

Her home

She goes anywhere

And yet always at home!

And

I leave my home behind

Worrying about it when away,

Return to it every evening

To be at home!

I wonder what a strange creature this

Why does she have to carry whole home with her?

And

She wonders what an animal this

Hardly at home!

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To Mother Nature

 To Mother Nature

Let me

Toast and drink to

Her Goodness

For I feel loved by her

No matter

How I destroy

And disturb the balance

Of her vital elements

For my small comforts

And

Yet pretend to be ignorant,

Both of my acts

And her love!

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OSI : Wassail