Jasmine-Gift From God Poem by Vinaya Joseph

Jasmine-Gift From God

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Today is Onam,
I was in no mood to speak,
To anyone,
I sat down on my own,
To pen my thoughts,
It's a medley,
My mind has no horizons,
As thoughts pass by,
I capture them,
On to the word pad,
Turning myself inside out

A few days ago,
I tried to recreate myself,
Was it creative restlessness?
Or an effort to kill my loneliness,
Or was I guilt-ridden
Over a broken relationship?
Or was it the inner turbulence

A tiny experiment,
That made me adorn
My hair with a garland,
A series of tiny white flowers,
Little white blossoms,
Strung to form a garland,
No wonder jasmine,
Means the gift of God
There was fragrance in the air,
With Jasmine on my hair

I made a new start,
For my own survival,
In this hurly-burly world,
I wanted to see life,
As it is,
Without any preconceived notions,
Unlock its complex strands,
And unmask the beauty lying underneath
The teeming life…

Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: festival,loneliness,lonely
Edward Kofi Louis 14 September 2016

To pen my thoughts! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 14 September 2016

A series of tiny white flowers fill cheer to such wonderful imagery to paint this. This poem is definitely interesting.10

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Gajanan Mishra 14 September 2016

no mood to speak, thanks,

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Vinaya Joseph

Vinaya Joseph

Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh
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