The Real Me

From somewhere within, a voice calls out 'Yes?" I turn to look but see no one. As I walk down life's path a shy flower raises its head but is lost in the green of the bushes before I can know it The real me is trying to step up on life's stage and play …

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An old favorite – Leisure

  Reading this poem after many years feels like meeting an old friend after a long time. It brings back memories of my school's English class that required all students memorize these lines. Back then perhaps I was not able to fully appreciate the words as my childhood was inherently free and leisurely. But as …

Serene Summer Nights

Serene summer nights!No picture of the soft breeze,Nor of the sound of falling water,Nor of the tiny fireflies that accompany meAs I stroll on the deck… No mention of the heartbeatsIntermittently racing and calmLike thunder in the distanceDelivering lightning strikes of a coming stormAnd yet urging I dwell in the stillnessBefore it comes No glimpse …

THE WILL OF AMRITA PRITAM (source unverified)

Amrita Pritam was a famous Indian writer. One of the early female writers who lived in undivided India and Pakistan. Don’t let the unverifiable source prevent you from enjoying these beautiful words. Fully conscious and in good healthI am writing today my will … After my deathRansack my roomSearch each itemThat is scatteredUnlockedEverywhere in my …

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