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136 · Jun 2020
PRAYERS
Prayers from
The book of kindness.
Supplications
Made in stillness.

Thankful
For the life I have
Come to know.
The knowledge,
Which now I possess.
With a gladsome heart,
I shall process.
When the dark days are not yet fallen
upon me.



While my heart
Stays alert.
While my deeds
Regard change.
While the definitive factor of time,
Remains

By my side.
Now shall I bask
Now shall I furiously
Embark on the struggle.
Calling the powers
Which be. The guardians of the universe.
Of our very sphere called earth.



Requesting their blessings.
Demanding their favours.
Accepting their mysteries.
Admiring their beauties.
Upon these positives,
I shall dwell.
Till my prayers
Receive a response
And my atrium
Dwells in satisfaction.
The quest to get my heart desires fulfilled. A quest to find purpose.
134 · May 2020
REGRETS
My mind
sang a song
I did not
pay heed to.
It played a rythm,
I craved no time
to dance to.
Whiles,
they whiled away,
conniving with cunning time.
They evaporated
like wild whiles do.
Snatching away the secrets
my dear mind once crooned.
My ears were too defeated to listen.
My memory too occupied
to pay attention.
Now, I stand here
numbed with regrets..
For my mind,
she
sings no more.
There are times when I let procastination hold me in her den. I do not pay attention to key ideas. Soon, time just swallows up the idea.
131 · May 2020
DUES
Dry up your tears
my little friend.
To whom the
name is given:clumpsy.
That word which made you
feel out of place,
regarded
and of low regard.


That word they spoke,
as though
a plague had come
upon you.
Good radiance
to the ones who called you
clumpsy,
for they are not worth
the tears.


They
For if everyone
was ' a swift' or 'smart'
tell me,
what shall this world be?


It is the slow
and the steady, the clumpsy
with wisdom to whom,
the earth pays her dues.
People are different. Everyone cannot be the same.
131 · Oct 2024
IN HIS SHADOW
All my life
As a little growing lass
He tended, watched me,
Scolded and praised

He toiled,
Thought,
Fought
And succeeded
To rear me
Like the cub
Of a lion,
Brave,
Fearless
And expectant

Like the little
Dove; pure
Gentle
And blameless

Like the cat:
Playful,
Curious
And inquisitive.
He is my father,
And I was groomed
In his shadow
This is an ode to my father. This is an acknowledgement of his efforts as a parent.
130 · May 2020
TRY
TRY
I shall
test the waters
Though my mind's mode is uncertain.
I shall
Step into the deep blue unknown.
I shall forge on
And on,
Till the waves overwhelm me.
And the tides
Suppress my lungs.
For knowledge's sake
I shall TRY!
We never know the end result of anything if we do not try.
126 · May 2020
YOU
YOU
You
Is the
Short form of
You.nique.
We are all beautiful in our own way.

— The End —