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I wish i could take this pain out of my chest
Because i know for sure
That tonight i will be weeping in my sleep
I know for sure
That when i wake up tomorrow
The ache will only continue
The next day will be the same

But i am hoping for a night
Where i will sleep loved
And wake up tomorrow
Blessed
This feeling in my stomach
Won't fade away
It's like the butterflies I felt
When I used to see your face
Yesterday feels like a dream
Like just yesterday I was me
But today I can't remember
Who I'm supposed to be
I often look up
When my world is down
To stare at the stars
When no one is around
In my life poetry,
Is the only place where I've full liberty.
Liberty of thinking and Conveying,
Conveying without any hesitation and fear.
Fear of being judged.
Judged by those who never understood me.
I'm thankful that I have a place where no boundaries exist!!!
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All I did was being nice,
But my surrounding wasn't so nice,
I keep asking myself,
What should I do?
Should I act as a mirror play like them?,
Else ,
Should I ignore the pests and be myself?
What's your opinion?
Soles of feet, hidden from view, (most of the time)
nonetheless...
how needful the mostly unseen.
Entered a club
At the age of 8
Table tennis being played
Even 8 was delayed

Witnessed pure magic
Seeing the greats practice
Knew something special was happening
Grateful that i was in the audience

Blessed to see the players
All achievers one way or the other
All time greats taking their place
Opportunity to observe pure god's grace

Greatest classroom to attend
So many lessons to comprehend
Every player a teacher
Their conduct the chapter

Winning and Loosing
Attitude towards them
What it takes to win
How lives evolve within

Sportsmanship at its pinnacle
4 tables an Oracle
How empty you are
Decides how much they fill yours

Players winners
Champions and legends
All in the same den
Learning from each other
Lessons out of every counter

Doesn't come easy
Play till go crazy
Biggest lesson of integrity
Equanimity and humility given as bonus daily

Lessons free of cost
Just by observing them i got
Single minded dedication to the sport
Not winning still a sport

Elite not by any other measure
Except their sweat that dripped on the table
Wiping the table with a cloth
Knew what sacrifice was

Today it serves me best
When in doubt i look back
Memory helping to recall the facts
Implementing them i realise how tough they were

Indebted to all
Equally for allowing
Me to be
Part of the elite
Front row seats
To see Greats and greatness
Merging
Feat very few could have claimed to see

A small building
Housed on a small street
Outside hanging a small board
Going in as an amateur and a boy
Come out a champion and a man
Mylapore Gymkhana the wizard
Magic wand its players
Stood the tallest in the World
Nox in full splendour
Her beauty transforming
From being slender to the other
Boire n coup without a drop

No stoner neccasary
To admire her beauty
Seductress at work
Femme fatale misleading the ordinary folk

The Sun chose her
To radiate the light
Who observes the world
Drunken on her smile

Stars blazing the sky
Drowning under the moonlight
Asks the night to spread its darkness
Stars can be embraced adding taste

Gliding by night
Growing in stature
Missing for a day
Astronomers don't have a say

Flirting with all
She's seen it all
Man hoping to ask her out
Over the moon about the moon


Sign of secrecy
Brings with her majestically
Time to dine and dance
Will she join

Seeing her from the terrace
Dreaming a copyright she's bestowed upon us
The nights owe her big-time to shine bright
Making it on time time and time

Insomnia a tool
Used to fool others to bed
Exotic moments collected
To be recalled with the other



I seldom sleep
At night hoping
Tonight's my night
Push comes to shove
I don't have the guts

Tilt of the head
Can see her glamour
Half the universe she spreads
Her time to leave one dreads

12 hour wait
To see her again
Does she know my name
Unfortunately It is Daytime
Blinded by race
Color Religon
Is something very common
Met many during my lifetime
Their heart is camouflaged
By the broken mirror they have
Voluntarily placed as the smokescreen
images show up that are split
By their thoughts and feelings
Which are corrupted by the seeds sown centuries ago
Bearing harvest today in the form of a divided society  
Now the soil is fertile
Right up the alley
Of those who want to dissect

A boy of Seven
Visually impaired at birth
Unable to see the world
Understanding of the images
Based on what his father told

Initially felt compassion
And empathy at his
Congenital condition
Observing for a longer period
Seeing him at peace with himself
Clapping hands in rhythm to the music played live
Didn't seem to miss anything
He didn't possess for him to forego

Parents limpid with
His lacking vision
That extra care
To protect him any further impairment also absent
Visually challenged for no fault of his
A sense lesser than his fellow
Didn't seem to affect
Carried on with his defect

Longer i watched
Lesson i was taught
My own experiences
Peeling like a skin on burns
Were opening their doors
To learn a few lessons more
Simple to correct
I had got it backwards
Defect was none in him
He is infact perfect
Defect in the eyes of the beholder
Whose Soul is trial under fire
One sense less
Was i
Who bereft of my soul
Lost due to the deceit of the world
Manipulated my way through
Thinking i had made it too

I may never see him again
Did i see him today?
He never saw me today
But he will remember me forever
He saw through his lack of sight but had vision
I have sight but lack the rest

Started by feeling
Sorry for his lacking
Ended up with self pity
Laughing at my own
Free Spirited deserves the world
Opinionated and all clustered
Deserves to be told
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