Memento

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the green leaf

has turned off white,

dry, pale

rainbow  of  reminiscences

somehow faded with time,

uncared for

retention needed nurturing interface

not a  failed telepathy.

memento of moments

relishing of  history

neglected feelings

the searches of  solitary midnights

and the soliloquy en route

indifferent  fantasies

you see,

the confluence of  the blame and guilt

is not the question

tiding over with a ferry of understanding

is

who knows

the leaf can turn lively, green

with little love and care

 

Kamakhya

 

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Shadow

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who is there ?

behind the draperies

dark in the midnight

in the chilling rainy night

shivering intermittent thunderstorms and lightning

the lightning

the only light

showed up your laughing face

Oh my God

how can you be ‘ me’

what you are doing there

when I am inside

how can you look so happy

in the adversities

when I am writhing in pains,inside

dissecting my four walled miseries

questioning the answers

or answering the questions

are you trying to say

forgive and forget

this or that

or who did what

these graph of pains

loss and separation

transient happiness or sorrows

all lies

yes all lies

did you just say

the only truth

to know myself more

the radiant ever glowing ‘ true me’

the golden boy of HIM

the only of its  kind

a bundle of joy love and bliss

the morning showed the day

with the smile on my face

frantically searching you

outside the window

in the new sunshine

when did you come inside my room?

may be you were with me

already  !

 

Kamakhya

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Breeze

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stuck in emotions

unventilated  pains

in midnight prolonged silence,

i  scouted  for solace

from the multiple uneasinesses

few generic

few orchestrated  by overthinking

i opened the window

to search the shadows of happiness

and tranquility

to befriend the serene cool breeze

of dark night,

to persuade it to talk to me

to share its stories

to tell me how it remains,

lighter active

flying  moving

fresh and intelligent,

how it touches lives,

being unpretentious,

unassuming,

to make me believe,

when otherwise happy,

why i need  a  reason to be sad !

 

Kamakhya

 

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when a midnight's thought
evaporates before the first ray of sun
the failed resolutions
wait for the dusk to germinate again,
only to go astray..
the process of refurbishing the self,
does not move beyond a prologue of half-heartedness,
seeing and finding the loved ones
in the faces of unknown people
in the journey of life,
being a small good samaritan of love and compassion,
for them,
takes lives closer to the sanctum
or the repository of peace.
the cacophonies of life,
now left little behind!

Kamakhya 

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Impermanence

the trees
standing tall,
silent,
alone,
in the dark midnight,
Know,this time will pass away,
and the sun will embrace them,
after few hours
today's pain
looking solid,
actually is in a constant flux,
when seasons change,
emotions transmute,
society transforms,
the epicenter of sufferings,
still,
revolves around,
the propensity to cling on..
to hold on to everything,
a profusion of attachment!
seeing death all around,
disbelieving people,
don't accept 
they will die themselves 
for they see,
the transient nature,
of what they hold on to,now
for fear of future,
the end..
if hopes drive life
and faith drives hopes
letting go,
realizing everything,
simply flashes in and out,
of existence,
means a lot..
towards a summit of peace!


Kamakhya

 

 

Knot

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the decisions 
already taken,
to return a smile 
or not 
to talk a little more 
or not 
to show the empathy or not 
to make feel the love or not 
to be 'the you' or not,
predetermined exhibitions
dictated by the pride
of anything,something,wrong thing
or the inhibitions
for the fear of loosing the worth,
overvaluing the net worth!
heart made of quartz
or potholes in heart 
the layers of ego fear complexity,
even goodness, all in the subconscious,
having turned into a knot
by this time now 
the agents to unfasten,
the insight and the perseverance,
inhabiting 
in the lumber room of ignorance
if ego can go to the mortuary 
if pride can go for a walk 
the freesia of humility and love
can walk into the lives! 

Kamakhya

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That long silence

is

after the long nattering 
your abrupt silence 
made me evaluate 
where i had gone wrong
where is the scope for amendment
on my part 
questioning the answers  
and answering the questions 
i confronted  on my way
the fear of loss 
and hope for a happy comeback
engaging me all through out 
making me looking out for 
the locksmith of hope 
to unlock the deadlock
i told my heart 
to stay cool
to persevere 
it is nothing more than 
an obscure patch
may be a swing of mood 
don't know why 
this time 
the normalcy did not return
the silence taking longer
to get dismantled 
longer enough to reinstate 
the original comeback!
leaving behind 
the memento of that long silence
with me 
for ever  


Kamakhya 

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