Vidya Hariharan

Love, loss, death, sorrow,
Belief, mockery, hunger,
Laughter, trust, happiness,
Birthdays, Promotions,
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A promise is meant to be kept,
Breaking it leaves a scar,
Invisible they may be, but
They cause you to not go far
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Love is like the gentle mist
Air laden with feelings warm
Moist as a new sponge cake
Tasty, soothing and calm.
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The freedom to fly is not ours yet,
Wings sprouting from underarms
Levitating us through the sky
Soaring over the clouds
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Pant, sweat, fight,
Push, shove, break
All the monster barriers
of apathy, red tape
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Dressed in motley, the fool
Wisely provokes laughter,
Earns his bread daily
By clowning at the theatre,
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cleaning day-
the smell of coffee
and my thoughts
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hurrying home
carrying a load-
busy ant.
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A nod, a blink, a look exchanged
Can reveal a betrayal heartrending,
No words need to be spoken
To break a trust beyond mending.
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The first touch of metal on earth
Feels intrusive:
The sharp teeth enter hard packed soil
Tear it apart, while retracting.
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Mathematics, algebra, geometry,
Puzzle me absolutely,
Squares, cubes and angles,
Triangles, heights and circles,
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Fire
In the depth of my belly
There burns a fire
Set alight by desires
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Words Regretted Later

The ancients gave us a wise adage-
think before you speak,
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Open waters beckon,
Clear waterfalls
From distant mountains
Swirling and churning
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A fragile web of golden dreams
brings us hope to ennui defeat.

Staring into space
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The soft warmth of sunshine
On a frosty winter morning,
The sudden toothless smile
Of a baby full of charm,
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Happy are those who have no space
In their homes and lives for detritus,
Collections of old and used artefacts
Cluttering up their existence.
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The mind is a monkey
It jumps about so
Leaping from crisis to crisis
Forever on the go.
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When darkness falls, as it will,
Day turns to night, at its will,

The soft evening colours fade,
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I know
There are many out there
Who know more
Than me,
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