I love those...

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I love those woods
where existence mingles with both
fall and spring,
growth rustles with the breeze
and the straight stands guard
to the curved.
I love those curves
which have a movement of
their own,
a smoothness that comes
from love of living and
a flight of imagination
that holds immensity
in its grip.
I love those curves....
 

Pure joy

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have you known
pure joy?
I did not, until
worries wafted away
desires deserted me
hopes leapt around fears
and both went up in thin air
Nothing was left to think
and it was pure joy
to breathe in pure air
and breathe out
Everything was singingly
beautiful
and all was on song. 

Yearnings...

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Verse by Ravprinderya













what passed?

the yearning never goes

the pain never stops

what did pass in between

had just to last a lifetime

what you have endured

had to happen for sure

neither of us survived

what remained was lost

Ravages of time

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Vastness of space
I am trying to box
in a timeless gaze
What once was great
now stands dried stiff
What flows in my veins
will neither freeze nor cease
but will flow in the reins of the race
Yet there is a nameless throb
in my heart and in my loins
that makes me touch the
skin of the dry trunk.

wilderness revisited

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in search of building blocks
wanting to rebuild my life
but to new dreams and designs
notwithstanding all that shattered
I tread new paths
and revisit the wilderness
that drove me to abandon
the last of the lasting.
I am not thinking now.
Life is at a stand still, but
isn't that new?

The inevitable

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All around me
pervades the sense
of decay, wear and tear
and uncaring, oblivious
to passage of time
I wonder if
I too am part
of this allencompassing
drama of denial:
everything's fine,
just the way it ought to be.
I know there are
things that
you can never
run away from.
The inevitable
slow death
takes over.
 

There was something

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There was something that 
I had forgotten
busy I was in making
that woman out of me
desirable
strong
firm
well-rounded
and then there was something
I had done everything
at their bidding
I was small and my
needs were small
but they needed to 
be met and 
it was something 
to be done.

Oh that sheerness..

vaga.photosight.ru

Oh, that feeling of sheerness
the sheer cold and the smooth
yet pebbly rocks
the sheer transience of
the flow of water and
the feeling of being
there and yet not
there
the softness of light
and the eternity of
the elemental
existence,
oh, what a sheer pleasure
without any
dabble.

Cast away

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Lonely in the company
of the elements
I am a cast-away
from a life
of pretence
of playing to the gallery
of pleasures pointless
Lovely it is being
so alone
by yourself
to be just yourself.

It's unreal

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It's unreal
it's a dream or a fantasy
to be all by yourself
in all the glory
of nature within
and without
with flowers in bloom
inside and out
trees soaring to the skies
and roots going to the core
and I am too
waiting
to bloom
and soar
and dive
all at the same time...
It's so real to be feeling
the breeze on your naked limbs
it's so unreal and a dream....

The way of vastness

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Finding my way
to my tiny place
in the vastness
of the skies
of the meadows
and of the hills
......
It is the tiny flowers that
fill the vastness
with their fragrance
and delicate existence
.........
the soft light of dusk
guides me
into a land of
no shadows
........
vastness has its ways
of standing by your side
and taking you to
unknown terrains.

It wasn't meant to be...

magniac1.photosight.ru

Somewhere in my guts
and in my loins
I knew it
and yet
I could not
resist our
coming together
and uniting
and then I flung away
that desire
of mine
to have you
all to myself
all the time
knowing that would
take me down
shunning the flow of life
It wasn't meant to be
a noose...
our love needed to
fly and float and lift
our souls.

So light and free...

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Leaving behind
the heat and dust
muddy waters
trampled plants
and a lonely planet
I am taking off
to the stars and
skies
clouds and rainbows
fantasies and utopia
There is spring in my step
a song in my heart
a dream in the gaze
and is that not important?

Something happened...

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Something happened
You said something
and inside me
something snapped...
I had held it 
so delicately
your soul in all
its splendour
and ugliness 
in my soft 
weak
and steady hands.
Then you flicked a speck
of doubt
and it hit me like a bolt
I will recover
but it will not be the same
Something has happened
and inside me
something has snapped....

The carving, though...

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Life has been beautiful
like a carving done
with love and skill
chiseled smooth
polished shine
and neatly displayed
and the carving speaks
of the quality
of wood and craft
but cannot have its own
cravings.
And it's me and
my throbbing
that's craving to cry
out of the carving.