With a few metal coins

Held in my fist,

I circumambulate

The sanctum sanctorum

Trying to influence

The almighty.

As I stand face to face

I realize,

He's merely a stone carving,

Awaiting aid from someone

To light a lamp in the Sanctorum.

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Reclined, in the ocean of compassion,
Oh, lotus eyed, you smile.

In your mesmerizing smile,
I sense my mockery.

 Am saddened,
Deeply hurt.

Should I be concerned
or, be relieved?

Unable to decipher your smile,
I sit confused.

Hey, Lakshmi Ramana,
I've been always graced by you.

My devotion now tested,

by the mortals.

Oh, Infinite!
Prove it to this ruthless World,

Of your presence in me,

for I am You.

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No, dead I am not.

Not until the moment

He touches me;

With his lil fingers

Yet again!

Until such frame of time,

Let the physical me, Be.

Once, for once

Yet again,

I long to hear hiim utter - Pa.

Oh World, Caution him,

His lil fingers might hurt

For, I lay in my coffin

Lonely with a broken heart

and the sharp

shattered pieces

Lay all over ME.

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Often, I feel heavy.

I gasp.

So Inept to carry me,

I  am swollen.

I can sense the stretch,

The radiating ache.

Heaviness, now

weighs me down.

Am unsure 

Of what I've eaten.

Are sorrows 

an unhealthy diet?

So thinks,

my heavy Heart.

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Unusually dark

Is the night

Resembling a doomsday

A halt 

A pause 

And, two separate routes

Life moves on

Leaving the scars

Never to heal

Fate grins, mysterious.

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Image source: Pixabay

 Counting the waves

I sat on the beach

Sun was sober

The day had paused

 

In my ears

The waves came whispering

‘Bout the past

Evoking ripples of emotions

From the depths

A gentle sigh

The clouds were clear

And

So was my heart

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Image courtesy: AJ's archives.


Inspired during my visit to Marina Beach, Chennai, on 14th Feb 2016.

  

Do you hear,

The wail ?

The scream of my wrecked soul

From the depth

Of its very being?

I am certain of the day

When my screams would befall

Upon you as a bane

To engulf you

Into its horrid vacuum

With bated breath

I await!

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Image courtesy: Pixabay

Stripped

Refused
Damned
Cursed
Isolated
For being who I Am.

I remain the same Me
  Unchanged 

Unaltered
From time immemorial

In Contrast,

I see you
I read you

I Realize

Your eyes don’t emote

the way they used to

They blink a different story
Of us.

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Image Courtesy:  Pixabay

  

The river of life

Continues its flow

Uneven

Cascading

 Through the rocks

Until it falls

From the edge

Down steep

Into the basin

Reflecting a rainbow

Spattering

Into the stillness.

Just the way

resembling the journey

Of my life.

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Image courtesy: Pexels 

   

Eyes they say

Mirror one’s soul

I wish

I could scoop them off

For

A mirror always

manipulates

 

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Image Courtesy:  Aj's personal Archive. 

As I flip through

my emotions

which lay all over me

And within,

I stumble upon

A moment

A frame of time

That Once was!

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