frogs having a blast
puddles turned lakes
raging rivers
swallowed fields
overflowing
septic tanks
with surfers
in the waters
life has
blended
into
one
Poem ‘Wild Waters’ read by the author.
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MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Be Who You Are’
mediocre life
from job to bed
selling your soul
raise the bar
load a camel
cross a desert
refuge in an oasis
who needs a car
fragrant spices
lamps and oils
awaiting at an
exotic bazaar
coins and trinkets
for a rainy day
collected and stored
in a glass jar
find your guru
under the bodhi tree
who do you think
you are
search on google
still not sure
sit in meditation
go beyond far
a chair or a bed
get inside your head
undergo an operation
without any scar
kundalini rising
if you have no clue
do your research
it’s rather bizarre
convincing as real
conscious energy
is what we are
god and a superstar
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Poem ‘Be Who You Are’ read by the author.
MORNING POETRY – ‘Unreal’
who knows what’s real
only living can reveal
if it’s a good deal
until we all feel
strong as a steel
of an automobile
thieves resort to steal
some beg for a meal
organic would be ideal
our whole planet can heal
nobody has to kneel
layers of truth we peel
life is surreal
Poem ‘Unreal’ read by the author. Access for subscribers. Subscribe for more content.
MIDDAY POETRY – ‘No Kiding’
someone asked
is there a reason
i don’t have a child
I just sighed
to myself
‘not again!’
who likes to answer
questions like that?
there is myriad of reasons
for every decision we make
whether conscious or not
yet when someone asks
there is not much to say
or it goes like this –
‘because of blablabla’
the other person
hears nothing
just feels the need
to explain and justify
their own situation
as they already
have kids
usually without
much prior thought
Poem ‘No Kiding’ read by the author.
