This is not a poem

  Lots of thoughts With no words to wear My mind is a rowdy play pen A seat of chaos Flashes of ideas flit across the landscape Rumblings of shattered inspiration follows closely And the ensuing silence is deafening   My mind is a mass grave With litters of ideas thrown In hurriedly dug shallow…

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Missed Call

Unnoticed goes the phone’s bleep Unwanted, even if awareness of its beep Were known to the man buried deep Unacknowledged, it finally goes to sleep Nothing more than just a blip On the screen, an electronic slip.     image courtesy: http://www.flickr.com

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Angels and Demons

The clouds over mount Nebo were dark and a chilly wind blew. The day had promised a fair weather with the clouds being clear and a warm breeze blowing in from the Jordan river but it had suddenly became cloudy. It was almost as if the universe was aware of what was happening on the…

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I still love you

I still love you, Though you be far, In my heart you are near Enough for me to hold Feel and touch. I still miss you, Every moment of every day; I cannot tell you, But if you listen to the silence, You will hear the whispers of My heart. I still dream about you…

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