Vinaya Joseph

Dizzy with heat,
A city prayed for shield,
Against boiling temperatures
Sun, the scoundrel
...

She is...

A mother,
A daughter,
...

Rejection is hard to accept,
In relationships,
A denial can change
The course of your life
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"Thank you God,
For the little bees, birds & butterflies,
As they break my dawn,
With their love-filled notes,
...

On a bright October night, I took a free ride
Into the depths of my imaginations,
Flickering in the murky chambers of my heart
I saw the brightness of a flame lit by affections
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I wait for your call,
Tears run down my cheeks,
One more relation
In a coffin,
...

Today is Onam,
I was in no mood to speak,
To anyone,
I sat down on my own,
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Why do I need to cry?
For a dishonest man,
First you enticed my heart,
Then you slowly took my peace away,
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Life is an art,
Painted by self,
Mind is the canvas,
And thoughts are the colours,
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I wondered,
What does freedom mean to me?
Perhaps, it could be liberty
From the internal struggle,
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I saw from my bus window,
On a bright September,
Looming imposingly,
A lone teak in the graveyard
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Amidst the blaze of summer's fierce reign,
Where the sun's heat scorches with relentless pain,
Crows take flight, seeking refuge from the glare,
In the sky's vast expanse, their struggle laid bare.
...

People were making merry,
Something was awry,
Was it the gloominess of my heart?
That obscured me,
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No, I am not
Such a misnomer it is,
I felt…
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Sometimes I think,
Life is a paradox,
How absurd we humans are,
People here are in a mad race,
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June, a month of golden days,
Where summer's warmth begins to blaze.
With skies of blue and sun-kissed air,
June whispers secrets everywhere.
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On my way to work,
As I walked along the
Tiled and cemented pavement,
On the busy MG Road
...

As a dark August went by without much fanfare,

And a bright September stepped in demure,
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I write,
A little prayer,
For my dear friend
On a weekend
...

You paid a visit,
In the wet season,
And sat on the corner,
Of my window
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