Day: June 24, 2018

Live to the fullest

~ thereluctantpoet

Do Not Miss Megha’s great poem – LIVE TO THE FULLEST

Megha's World

“One clear moment, one of trance 
One missed step, one perfect dance 
One missed shot, one and only chance 
Life is all…but one fleeting glance.” 
― Sanober Khan

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Oh there it goes

fleetingly,

swimmingly,

gently,

just another moment

traveling on that speck dust

on that sliver of light

which you hardly noticed

with our heads down and deep

in the lap of your worries

ears buzzed and hummed

by the lullaby of the life

zapped by the lights

on the horizon

which you are blinded by

since the day,

you got here

it comes and goes

and without you knowing

the life passes by you

with a fleeting

gentle touch

And all that matters in the end

is the regret

shaped and rounded

as globule of the salty water

that everything happened

and you forgot to enjoy the view.

–-Megha

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Course

~ thereluctantpoet

a k o s i l e

I was told

I am the sole captain

Of my ship

The  chief architect

Of my building

Did they not say

If I fail

If I succeed

I will be praised

I will be blamed

It will all be

My own making

I charted a course

I set my sail

I gave my life

A sense of direction

But here am I

In strange waters

Here I am

In parallel strokes

With unknown sharks

Here am I

Lurking between

Unseen reefs

Swirling between

Unfriendly eels

Despite

All my preparation

Life happens

Notwithstanding

All my determination

Plans fail

Here am I

Lost ashore

I cannot cry

Salt water stings

More than my tears

Why try cry

The shades of twilight

Are soon to be swallowed

By trenches of gloom

Am I alive

It’s still so painful

Pain is  a sign

A symptom of life

Death is yet a myth

Shrouded in reality

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No More Angel Tears

~ thereluctantpoet

Do come and read – NO MORE ANGEL TEARS

RabBits

When the heart’s tap root hits pain, angels cry. Do you feel it?  Do you feel them, something, somewhere, swirling, moving, circling the soul as the root draws up pain watering the heart making it swarthy and bruised?

Some people, some personalities cannot get away from the pain. It’s not that they don’t deal with their own. They do. It’s that some can’t get away from other’s pain.

Sometimes out of the blue it can hit you, in the store, watching TV, hearing a story, understanding what has happened.  The person’s pain, both shown, and even more intense, the hidden pain, grabs hold with a dry ice-cold grip burning the very beats of one’s own heart.

It can’t be explained with words, for words don’t express it. Letters can’t convey it, and the alphabet becomes nothing more than scissors on the tongue.  You can’t get out what has gone in.

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Quote of the Week

~ thereluctantpoet

Come read the wisdom of watching and waiting for love to find you!

HappymessHappiness

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

-Lisa Kleypas

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