kishore rao rao

all beginings end here
death and life meet here.
rich and poor
young and old
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simple things are simply beautiful
nothing is sometimes more than everything.
a glance from her eyes
a small smile
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Can you breathe life into silence
dont you know silence has its own life.
filled with deep stillness.
have you listened to the silence of Night.
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Vacant eyes
eternal smile.
disheveled hair
month old beard
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Never in the world history
occurred such a bloody story
of so much blood shed
in so less a space.
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There are more than one ways to skin a cat
innumerable ways there are for torture
some inflict wounds with weapons
some hurt with words
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All lives are not success stories
some are stories of failures too.
all buds do not bloom to be a rose
some also wither away too soon.
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even nature reveals its real nature in some places
and one place is the Andamans.
deep down the sea
where waters are blue
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after an oppressive summer
came july rains.
soaking the parched earth
covering her with green carpet.
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from another time, a different dimension, she came
a stranger but familiar she looked.
her deep brown eyes, flashing smile, me felt, have wounded me earlier too
in some distant time some unknown land.
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in this great carnival that we call the world
varied attractions exist
of multi colours and hues
some red some blue some black some grey
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the wounded sun limped to the west
his agony reflected in the golden red horizon.
evening descended from the azure skies
and sinking sun was no more seen.
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The sea has a great resilence
see how its waves beaten back by rocks
regroup and charge along the sandy shore.
but do we have this in us, dear
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The cause of bondage
the means of freedom
is the mind.
the creator of joy
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dream is the pretty daughter of sleep
nightmare is her ugly sister.
the longings of the day
find expression in dreams.
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Like lanes ending in bylanes
circles encircling circles.
shades of grey, black, red, blue, white
sometimes streaks of pure light.
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Behold this bowl of water
This endless sea I see
The rising tide of crashing waves.
The frolics of seagulls
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the shining bait
the innocent fish.
the fluttering moth
the spiders web.
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care to read
fateline on your palm.
wish to know
your destiny from your palm.
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