Lifestyle

Whatever will happen,
Still happens
worrying
scurrying
burying
your thoughts
in a deep down well
waiting for never arriving
Hope, faith,
won’t mend
Or send
you a positive missive
be dismissive
Whatever will happen
Will happen,
have a party
drink some wine
walk a line
of merriment, joy
act coy
deploy your mind
to now, today
this moment
which has hidden
unearthed pleasures
ready to be discovered
by vous, by strong you
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Adieu

It’s time
ship is here
captain called my name
I have to go
heart wants to be
always with you
sailor in me
wants to do million miles
continents to see
torn before two
I say adieu
If life allows
and the luck
was good
not for long
it is here
I belong
It is true
I in me
says to you
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Mundanity

when life manifests chaos
you are unable to recognise
what and who you are
solace and penance indistinguishable
realisation dawns, on lush green lawns
that you, and your imagination
have gone mad, by at least half
Most maddening, loud laughs
your hear is your sensibility
mocking your insistence
naive persistence, to escape boundaries
foundries, of smelting ore of human fabric
resistance is futile, join the laughter
eat some food, smell some flowers,
and live happily after

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Warrior

Path treacherous
Foes too many
Battle hardened
Never lost any
Penny by Penny
Building a home
Weaker self
Unable to roam
Time will come
before soon
This aged, crazy
Retired loon
Require a place
To crash
get extra fresh
For another day
In the battle of life
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Aşk

Call rises and rises
needs increase
to go beyond reality
zenith of probabilities

have the courage
to cross boundaries of possible
impossible, downright unimaginable
test humanity to extreme

lights ray beams
tear universe from seams
whatever was deem
to be, make it happen

raise the voice
Haq Unal Ho, it is only you
transcend frailty
fear, fragility, frugality of heart

seven darts, all piercing through
blood dripping too but call rises
and rises, and rises, and rises
until nothing is left, just the call

to what mostly mattered,
heart fully catered
and soul ascend to
beyond imagination

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That lost moment of salutations

million miles away
in thoughts random
in tandem with fairies

ignoring who is just
waiting for a solitary moment
salutations, recognition,
heart to heart conversation,

Lately, finally, realising only
standing at the life’s
alighting place lonely

with thousand faces,
indifference traces,
never ending races,

in thoughts abandoned
tandem with fairies
who, what was lost

and when and why!
fate is sly, will never let die
sense of could have been!

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