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“Learn from the windsListen to the rainExpress your happinessAnd feel the pain”
– sahar
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I once thought of love as a prison,
A place I didn’t want to be,So long ago I’ve made a decisionTo be footloose and fancyfree.But you came and I was so temptedTo gamble on love just one time,I never though I would get caught,It seemed like the perfect crime.Baby, you left me defenseless,I have only got one plea,Lock me away inside of your loveAnd throw away the key.I am guilty of love in the first degree.I thought it would be so simple,Like a thousand times before.I’d take what I wantedAnd just walk away,But I never made it to the door.Now, babe, I am not begging for mercy,Go ahead and throw the book at me,If loving you is a crime I know that I’mAs guilty as a man can be.Baby, you left me defenseless,I have only got one plea,Lock me away inside of your loveAnd throw away the key.I am guilty of love in the first degree.– Alabama
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FAR BELOW FLOWED THE GANGA,QUICK AND CLEAR,ABOVE
FROWNED THE JUTTING BANK.
HILLS DARK WITH THE WOODS AND SCARRED WITH THE TORRENTS
WERE GATHERED AROUND.GOVINDA,THE GREAT TEACHER,SAT ON THE ROCK
SCRIPTURES,WHEN RAGHUNATH,HIS DISCIPLE,PROUD
OF HIS WEALTH,CAME AND BOWED TO HIM AND SAID,
“I HAVE BOUGHT MY POOR WEALTH,UNWORTHY OF THY ACCEPTANCE”THUS SAYING HE DISPLAYED BEFORE THE TEACHER A PAIR OF GOLD
BANGLES STUDDED WITH COSTLY GEMS AND EMERALDS.
THE MASTER TOOK UP ONE OF THEM ,TWIRLING IT ROUND HIS FINGER,
AND THE STONES STARTED DARTED SHAFTS OF LIGHT.SUDDENLY IT SLIPPED FROM HIS HAND AND ROLLED DOWN THE BANK
INTO THE WATER
RAGHUNATH JUMPED INTO THE WATERTHE TEACHER SET HIS EYES UPON HIS BOOK,AND THE WATER HELD
AND HID WHAT IT STOLE AND RAN ITS WAY.
AT SUNSET RAGHUNATH CAME BACK.HE BEGGED HIM TO SHOW HIM THE PLACE WHERE IT FELL.
THE TEACHER TOOK THE OTHER BANGLE AND THREW IT IN THE WATER
SAYING”THERE IT IS”– Rabindranath Tagore
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When I grew up,
Things were simple.
Shining eyes and
We all had a dimple.
We were so many,
Almost like a jingle.
When we talked,
Our eyes twinkled.
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Excited and Anxious
Is all I am today
As I journey to the next step
I don’t know it’s up or down ?
What tomorrow awaits
Is all that remains
For the long lost past
And the present
is merged into now
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In between bustling crowds
Undercover of faith’s shrouds
Beneath cunningness of touts
In the sadness of smiling clowns
I come across a familiar face
In dim poverty stricken eyes
Through my beloved‘s lies
In the echoes of faint cries
Upon the starry night skies
I come across a familiar face
In dark corners and alleys
In deep gorges and valleys
In harangues of political rallies
Between the lines of dailies
I come across a familiar face
In jungles and mountains
In ever flowing fountains
In sunlight and in rains
In a dying fire’s flames
I come across a familiar face.
- Sahar
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I’ll tell you when it all began
Just then we had skipped
From the post to the wire
From slow to fast
Communications
Over distances vast
Belligerent emotions
Expressed without
Delay, overlay
Cockamamie
Bullshit !
The destruction of language …
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On a Tuesday.
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Learning, Ah! that we did none.
Smoked the days away
Made the nights stay
And now nights shall fly
And the days shall be dry
I look up, I see a cloudy blue sky
The hint of the rains is nearby.
— Sahar
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