A New Maxim

Do not tell me
show me,
a new maxim
for poets.

Heard from
fellow poets.
Came across
on occasions.

Tighten the lines,
get rid of a few,
tweak, trim
are suggestions.

I am bewildered.
Sense am a failure
in the wake
of competition.

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Shadow October 18, 2021

Two oxen carry the yoke i stride One pulls out the consequenceturns horrible to behold, As always,a volunteer overshadows the reluctant. My existence is in the thresholdLike what I dislike, accept ‘what I cannot, a resignation I adopt to live in peace. Comparing myself to an artist who plays second fiddle, I propose and depose that which I can and cann […]

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Hinduism To Me October 15, 2021

Deigning Infinity with costumes, adorning with jewels, decorating the premises,addressing them with names some take the male form others the female part, Wealth giver is Lakshmi Saraswathi denotes knowledge, Valour is that of Parvathi, Shiva is the Destroyer, Protection goes to Vishnu Brahma assumes the role of creator. Addressing each of them singing their […]

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Aiyo! Aiyo! October 11, 2021

Sweating profusely I wipe my face with the sari palluDong goes the belltucking the sariaround my hip I rush to the door. Shabby, unkemptwith my hair flying in directions,the end piece of the sari wet with my sweatadds to the disorderdisgusting and repelling! Dressed in choice outfits poised and elegant , a lovely smile lit large, a daintylady and her […]

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A Little Of My Family -Three Sisters September 29, 2021

A tall, fair Meenakshi the first of three sisterstalks straight to the face cares for none, an erect lady, senior to the other two, almost like a mother. Saraswathi, mildly fair, possesses an admirable figure a stickler to principles .sharp witted and smart speaks with incisive penetration, The last one, gentler than the elder oneskind hearted, eloquent […]

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Getting Back September 27, 2021

A rush and a push starts, Navaratri is at the door, Diwali is round the corner. Cloth shops are invaded. Groceries make hay.Gold turns crazy, Men swipe the card lines appear in the forehead, as they check the bank balance, Women scout and searchengage in a buying spreeticking the items bought, Children’s intercept now and then seems most unholy by the [ […]

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Truth, Satyam, Meyyam September 25, 2021

The hymns and psalms found in Hindu scriptures.reflect on infinity. Bhagavad Gita extols righteousness,. Lord Krishna speaks eloquent sitting in a chariot. The dancing Nataraja in Chidambaram dictates verses to saint Manickavasagar.waxing elaborately on the Universe which has no beginning nor an ending. being a thesis on Hinduism .Lord Ganesa breaks h […]

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A Week Of Difference September 23, 2021

stepping out of the gate feel a jerk seeing the thoroughfare men racing in cars, bikes fleeing in speed auto rickshaws flying in all directions I pull my foot in, Unable to draw my feet out I stay put inside,peeking through the brass rods holding them tight. An unknown fearpervades as I stare at the road. One and a half year of imprisonment has […] […]

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Meaningless Jab September 7, 2021

Something is missingI do not know what it isI seek and strive nothing comes out in five. Something has gone wrongI do not know what it could beI try and explore nothing comes out in four. It is something that throbsI do not know what it isI attempt to fleenothing comes out in three. It is something […]

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Wet Clothes Off Season September 6, 2021

The drizzle and the rain the light shower and heavy downpour intermittent and lasting make the days essentially chaotic. With the sun always raging highwet clothes are hung in the exterior ensuring a quicker dry up, this seasonal break outs render a curb. Clouds gather in haste , the sky grows dark, a prelude to rainsbeing visible, I stand in my […] […]

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Still Night September 3, 2021

The clock strikes 10,The stillness, the night turning pitch dark turns me sleepy Brushing aside the slumber I sit staring at the skyabsolutely black with no stars twinkling. it is great, I sense a feel of tranquility a sort of peace, one of joy, While the external grows thicker in darkness an enlightenment strikes I straighten up in anxiety. The perfec […]

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