too many sunsets
Wondered why shadow decreased
Sun rise after long
backside of the heart
Lies Hidden emotions
Bright Like back of moon
Jan 25
Glorious morning
Happy to meet alive self
Shaman continues
New revelation
Something knocking to get out
Child finds her heart beat
Jazzy’s #haiku
The power of light..
Vibrates through the core of earth
Human awakens
Streets light up at night
moon looks for his partner
Throbbing hearts
Evening sun rays
Reflection on windowpane
Plants bathe again
Sadness in birds eyes
His hoarse calls seeking a mate
Winter sets in
Help me!
I want to ask u
No one in sight
The sea looks calm
Waves ebb and flow
Sands of time drift
Face in the grass
Choosing the tastiest
Grazing
warm wooded morning
straining under ebb and flow
soft breeze throbs away
a wiff and a sip
warm Pungent sweetness flows
the glass gets drunk
Birds take shelter
night comes in broad daylight
eerie silence
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dark clouds of sadness part
thunderous voices resound from past
flashes bright of inspirations abate
gusts of dejection and bitterness dissipate
the path lays littered to trod on,
crystal clear happiness beckon..
oh! human you are not the first
and I Suraj am not the last
Rainbows all around
Happy Water splashes loud
Bubbles fill bathtub
Clear dawn sky
Birds fly silently
Cars roar by
Blow into a wish
dandelion sorrows_
Find happiness
find solace in love
find Meaning of existence
Where not thrives life
-eternally yours
The world created out of consciousness
saw, amazed, realized, hoped, wished
Received out of thoughtfulness
Peace and turmoil hand in hand
Where there is one, there is another
What one gives out to the world
The world receives and gives out the other
Caused, suffered , delivered
Thus shall it be so.
Halo round the moon
After a torrid Eclipse
Lonely heart sighs
Light up a smoke
Journey of thousand miles
Travelled in minutes
So bitter
You don’t need to taste it
Life sucks.
Tired moon..
Behind veil of clouds moving
Tires grind the road
sun and rain pass
beside swings motionless
await happy squeals
Misty morning woes
Rust creeps in
Silent toddler swings
heat of summer soars
Flashes of lightning teases
Fish in cool water
Smoggy morning
Happy people off to work
Spewing nauseous fumes
Honking to glory…
Coughs and wheezes
Struggling to breathe
Another day goes by
Squeezing inhaler
Reality….
Painted on canvas
Floral tribute
A lifetime waltzing, artists queuing, media glaring
The fame and glory, slowly fading, withdrawing
home so crowded, now lonely memories
confined by windows and walls
creaking bones as age catches up and death beckons from afar
Days go by yearning the forgotten days
Glimpses of glory, faintly remember
Of someone,something, somewhere
From the window across the road
she reminiscences
A life well spent bountiful wishes
Deft strokes layers paint
Copy colors of nature
Canvas thickens
Thinking of all the shit in my life
She came along
So pretty she sways
In her pretty dress
So blind she is lookin out
Pretty things fly by
Look pretty
Smile at the camera
Act genuine
Speak someone’s writing
Dress nice
Sing someone’s song
Dance to steps
Reach for the stars
Fake it real
Live for masses
Mark up their prices
Sell them your stuff
Be the judge and their jury
Life in the media
hypocrisy at its best
Perfect role model
Tears are not real
Road to success
One frame at a time
old lady on the road
sleeping in between divider
opposite psr silk, woodlands, goldfinch
food provided by a kid
called white doves who asked to call 108
called 108 who asked who patient is and check what ails her
Called Wenlock hospital no one picked
Friend went there and enquired told to call 100
Called 100 reached bangalore
Glorious morning rays
Old lady seeking alms
appears with extended hand
Pouted I, shook my head
Let her know no coins exists
in constantly draining pant pockets
Pulled out the purse and checked
Went for the paper instead
A crisp note gave her did I
And no remorse go by
Beckoned she to show my head
Over crown passed her hand
Like a sweet mothers caress
For a child with care so nice
happens she wore a burqa in mist
Where fear, repercussions and bias exist
When it comes to show gratitude
boundaries dissappear of solitude
So say I in the morning sun
On a life’s journey take one
Where butterfly feeds free
On bounties that eyes can see
Give all what you have
Receive what you will crave
Glorious morning rays
Old lady seeking alms
appears with extended hand
Pouted I, shook my head
Let her know no coins exists
in constantly draining pant pockets
Pulled out the purse and checked
Went for the paper instead
A crisp note gave her did I
And no remorse go by
Beckoned she to show my head
Over crown passed her hand
Like a sweet mothers caress
For a child with care so nice
happens she wore a burqa in mist
Where fear, repercussions and bias exist
When it comes to show gratitude
boundaries dissappear of solitude
So say I in the morning sun
On a life’s journey take one
Where butterfly feeds free
On bounties that eyes can see
Give all what you have
Receive what you will crave
Later another Lady in shrouds
Baby arms sits across
Spies the water bottle
Asks for a swig
Offered her the same
She drank every drop of it
Gestured if she ate
She said no
Asked why she dint
She begs she said
Husband operation bedridden
Told her to take a seat in front
She did reeking of sweat unwashed clothes
Queried what her plans for kid
She had none
Where she stayed
She didn’t know
Kid never made a sound
Could be drugged
Scrutinised some more
Offerd her a big note
She thanked and then
asked where I stay
Right here I said
Dreamt of reaching there
Went to a mall type lounge
Partying and danced
Made a black friend
Realized had to go
Then went through the back door of a veg restaurant
Went down to stamp visa
Realized forgot passport
Can see trains over head
Went into city thinking how to get back into and out since not stamped
Met a lady who won lottery
Walking with her to her claim point
Went to beach house in natives with her and a girl
Showing around in rik
Sea turns blue and green
Rickshaw tried to escape
Huge wave size of tall building engulfs it
Deep breath and starts to swim upwards not struggling
Summer heat / breeze gathers dark clouds above / tiny drop of rain
Watching, serene, calm
poised attentive frog🐸 sparkling water gush💦
Not bad writing poetry ha.. Merry Christmas In advance
Thanks.. Work in progress..
Advance wishes to you too