Glory Sasikala

Consuming my soul is a flame
Burning, burning
Till I am nothing but a burning flame.
While the hand that lit me has long since gone,
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GLORY TO PIGEON:
Greedy Pigeon!
Don't fight with your wife!
Give her some rice
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He stood there leaning over,
With arm against darkened tree,
While she ran across, light and swift,
Anxious - and yet glad to be free.
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Somewhere in the innumerous rituals that surrounded your death
and the selfish demands of the living
and in the midst of the abuse
and in the lack of light in your eyes and your perfunctory nods that reiterated your indifference again and again...
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one who was so good at
swallowing feelings
facing life with stoic acceptance
how easily I laugh nowadays!
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Moon had seen it all, it was time to make amends
spread her gentle moonlight before darkness descends
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Milestones can be homeward
Kissing can be a bite
Laughing can be silence
And wrong can be right
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don't we all know
how to live in a shell -
secretly alive...
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Let me put you on the slope of a hill..

Green Grass Meadow
Buttercups and Daisies
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I can hear the pitter-patter over the tiles
of the small room that houses
the watchman's meager belongings
the plop as a drop fell off my window pane
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I lean against the wall outside -
an insignificant presence in the shadows
they'd like to ignore
as they strut importantly
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How often will you travel the world?
Hills and plains and cities unfurl
Praying plans don't go awry
Your mind on high
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Teeming life 'neath my feet
and I
Wait with bated breath
All is still on this hillside
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...HE LOVED HER ALL THE MORE!

Rocked by a love so strong and yet so tender,
He gazed and gazed in the most lovesick fashion.
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Their cities appeared on the map

She looked at his forehead and said
'The people in your city are intelligent.'
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Parents
the Original Pied Pipers
made children appear -
and when they did,
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My feet move on their own
to the beat of the music

The drums beat a slow beat...
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let's complete the waltz that we started last Christmas
hand on your shoulder, arm around my waist
waiting for the music to start playing
smiling into your eyes and you
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"While you're there, " said the Moon to the Sun, "the world is there.
When you're gone, the world will be gone! "
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