Champaben Mistry Poems

The light once more
I ignite.
The, me, my character,
I have found.
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When being nice to myself,
I stick around.
When hurting and feeling,
I sometimes retreat.
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Rising beyond hope.
I am afloat once again,
Dreaming of the life that is within reach.
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I am no less a little world than you.
I too have feelings.

There are times when I hear,
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I sit here,
Waiting,
My thirst desires to be quenched.
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Through the lavender scent,
The biscuit crumbs,
Roses, bloom at noon.
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The quiet Buddha,
Finds a silent space,
The mystery was the harshness of a sudden storm that has died.
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Your laughter says it best.
The furrowed brow no more,
The air fills.
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My dance finds me here,
My feet, are this beauty that floats on air.
I sway to the music.
My feet find a way to me.
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Resting in this place,
I explore the landscape of me.
I see a well cut lawn,
I see creativity in bloom.
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