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Hear the Wind Sing

Seeking solace in you…into you with you, with all of you... If not you, then who And here I am again, knocking diverged in all the crossroads converged across the paths that said to lead to you, and yet again lost, thinking of you Feeling you trying to smell you manifesting the room where it’s you, me, and the abyss of silence. Where I'm sitting across, peering deep into your eyes with monologues, verse,s and poetry gushing yet never leaving the lips With you lying across, your feet tangled like a web, your waist slender as a forgotten tale, your hands trying to grasp the numbness you have pushed me into Your face towards me as if trying to say you missed me too, but a word from those lips and you know I’ll melt away Your eyes…what do I say of those eyes Where were you? Why didn’t you call? What to even name this longing that brews deep How have you been? How have I been…Are you tired of the journey? Was it long…I can’t even tell if it’s day or night...If the clock is still ticking...
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Once you tell me something

Once you tell me something it can't be retracted It's like flickering light in northern twinkling stars...A domino of separation of anguish and anger  Blizzards On the sea far from all but coastal Remember in the tiny cafe you sat facing this summer, A book of introspection as you flipped the pages Pages of the chapter titled " Once you tell me something it can’t be retracted" Your whole body changes... The way you smell, Your reflection How it feels when you avoid my touch Like a distant moon, you shower your lights in the despair of meadows and in the blink of midnight The us will be no more than a victim you and a distant I Killing me in the leaching presence Leaving me at the mercy of mine a parasite of my own demise I’ll see it as an ephemeral moment of evaporating droplets, It’s a struggle to hold or to let you go now Yet all I could ever do is to observe and comprehend in hindsight "You’ll say my detachment has grown stronger and I no longer feel...
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Cafe with the red door

 My words they don’t speak to me anymore…They have gone silent. I tried to write a monologue ended up with a paraphrased well-rehearsed dialogue where it was me my pen a barren thoughtless ambitionless dire dread sunken low endless void sheet of paper a truce I was determined to extract a reunion of me and the words a paraphrased well-rehearsed melody. I’ll call my new testament a revelation yet again the door was shut a creek on the bolts and a sudden jolt as all that was left was a seer clear serene vaccume devoid of light sound hope dreams and the desire to get up…I was paralyzed my hands were trembling my pen aching to move an inch, to explore the great run of meadows some description of waves mountains the wind playing with your hairs a cuddle under moonlight cigarette’s after ages few stanza about the windows the first ray of sun and all the words that rhyme, my pen aching to move an inch succumbed to the wounds of fantasy a café with red door and a table peering all that y...
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Sri Suktam

 The Legend Of Goddess: Invoking Sri Suktam (Om Swamy) ·          Sri Suktam is also used in Sri-Vidya to make 16 different offerings ·          The purpose of Sri Suktam is to align the universal energy to further ones pursuit in the material world The Origin of Sri Suktam: Verse 1 1.        Goddess Lakshmi emerged from Samudra Mantha 2.        Lakshmi that is she who is everyone’s Lakshya, goal 3.        From that soft ground where Lord Vishnu and Mother Lakshmi stood, two divine rishis emerged: Chiklita and Kardama and were regarded as sons of Lakshmi and Narayana Rishi Chiklita then invoked the first verse (The sage who invoked the verse is regarded as seer of the verse and different verses are invoked by different seers): Hiranyavarnam harinim suvarnarajatasrajam Candram hiranmayim Laksmim...
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