Bindu Borle Poems

Myriad thoughts engulfing my mind
Each trying to register itself
There is nothing but chaos.
A clarity is seen among this din
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Sand of time slipping fast
So fast I can hold it in my hands any more
It has once again succeeded
This glittering, shining sand
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I lie among the sheets of paper
White and black, strewn all over like thousand stars
On the veil of black night
I uncap the pen, but there is no ink
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Nothing
I hear except
Silence
A love note
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Looking at the ceiling
Limpid thoughts line up
My heart aches
Flashing incidents
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Tired dreamy eyes
Yet thinking
Knitting stories of past and present
Painting the future
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Expected yet unexpected feelings
Cruising through
Mind in dilemma
Trying to synchronize each movement
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I wait
In a blue hour
(and faraway I can hear some unknown voices)
and on a page a poem begins
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In the total darkness
There came a ray of hope
And I thought it was real and true
But that was in vain
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Stranded among unusual thoughts
I wonder about the definition of trust
From the cluster of ideas
I try to choose one
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