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    Far away

    Beyond the cities and the crowds Beyond the plains and the people Far away, Perhaps there is silence, Silence that shrouds our beings. I’ve had enough Of managing Worlds, words and wisdom. Somewhere the silence of the…

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    Lonely silences

    Stories Which needed to be Purged from my system To diminish the poison Which flows within, Lie unsaid— Frantically seeking A patient ear. Glances Heavy with meaning That went unread— Unload the weight of their tears In…

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    Shutters

    Invisible shutters Clamp down Over my speech Over my thoughts Over my heart. And they profess to do it Out of their love of me. But their gilded cage Doesn’t appeal to me. Fly I will- For…

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    Missing colours

    On some days Life’s brush strokes leave A kaleidoscope of colour. And yet there is That uncoloured space Which keeps me awake at night. On some days I feel Thrown out Of your masterpiece. On others, I…

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    Slaves

    Beneath the grandeur Of the Taj Mahal Lie buried The chopped thumbs Of artisans— Unsung and forgotten. These modern day emperors Build empires Trampling over the Bones, sweat and tears Of their new found slaves. The story…

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    The frailties of being human

    Feel ashamed- Because your heart beats in sync with another But wait, Feel ashamed, also Because you can’t identify with the thoughts of some other! The clucks of disapproval Grow loud enough to Deafen your hearing. The…

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    Spam

    These words come from me And I am these words. But with you I turn into spam. Pushed by your disgust I hurtle past The millions of words in your life- Past the Nigerian scam emails Past…

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    Out of Control

    My words don’t listen to me any longer They are out of my control. One little fellow decides To climb up your window And knock on the glass. I whisper to him, My brow furrowed Come back!…

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    Cleansing ritual

    The sound of the rains Wakes me up At the unearthly hour of four. The rain pouring down The broad plantain leaves Outside my window Sounds like the Loud roar of a waterfall. I hear the rain…

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    The Pendant

    This morning I noticed That a few tiny crystals Had fallen off My favourite pendant. It has lost some of its shimmer Though its elegance Remains unaffected.   They say precious jewels Are supposed to be stored…