Love finds its way

There are times

when we clash.

Ablaze, we sleep.

The night grows

and the sleepy me

unknowingly tilts over 

to your side of bed

and snuggle by your side.

Like nothing had happened.

A sunshine ray.

Tomorrow starts with you.

Love finds its way.

Every single time.

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Rab rakha 

Brevity

Minimum, mostly.

Not the silver tongued,

eloquent speeches.

Love rarely needs words.

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Premonition

When I used to hear

the word love,

I didn't particularly think

of any face,

any name,

any person...

nothing would cross my mind.

Dark, black screen. 

But I had this certain feeling, 

this instinct, 

that it would seep into me.

Someday.

One day.

In time, I met you.

The word love,

well, it didn't cross my mind.

Not immediately. 

But you seeped in.

Slowly.

Gradually.

Definitely. 

It's like I knew it all along. 

Just couldn't register it well in time

But I know better today.

Today, I register your face,

at any slightest rustle.

I know this is love.

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Fantasy #writephoto

Dreams, imaginations, fantasies, 

are all but seeds of reality. 

They infuse us with spirit, 

to make efforts to reach the sky and stars. 

This haiku has been written for such spirit. 

Crude, rough sandcastles, 

on foundations of our dreams, 

rests our universe.

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Thursday Photo Prompt : fantasy #writephoto

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Ecstasy

You,
gallivanting through the zillion veins
of my being,
slowly growing in my soul,
thrumming, beating,
in every pulse,
flowing, gushingly in the sinews,
so passionately,
so ardently,
so fervently,
and all that remains
after that whirling ecstasy is,
us,
blending,
fusing together in soft whispers.

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The glint of love

Love, like shards of glass, 
with inhibitions, broken, 
gleaming in the light.

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Crumbs of our love

The crumbs of our love,
the morsels of our affection,
(raw and crisp mostly,
a little stir fry here
or mayhaps a sauté,
generously mixed with
grated mozzarella, and,
seasoned with basil
black pepper and oregano)
served on blank whites,
with lots of heart.
The platter ready,
a bit of us on the serving pallette,
and they call the sizzler, poetry.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

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They...

Before them, a kaleidoscope of memories.
Behind them, a beautiful life,
Between them, their silent connect.
Infinite conversations,
where,
words are rendered meaningless.

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Patchwork of life

Slivers peeking through oriels,
cherished intricate tapestry,
woven together on the loom,
with bits and pieces, all appliqued,
this patchwork of life, breathtaking.

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Intrepid adventure

And that is what love is.
An intrepid adventure,
an audacious exploration,
into the deepest realms of heart.
A fearless, brazen stroke of paintbrush,
smearing the life forever,
with hues of bliss.
A masterpiece to behold.
Independent.
Original.
No, not the destination.
But ‘tis a journey.
A daring, gutsy journey of souls.

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Life in moments

Beyond the chaos,
someday we will start living,
and
we will celebrate.
Lavish candle light dinners
with
tables and timelines ,
both reserved.

Amidst this mayhem,
when the world is all topsy-turvy,
between the uncertainty of it all,
amongst the fleeting moments,
we will celebrate.
All of us, together,
A home cooked meal,
simple, yet sumptuous,
set out on that grandpa-table,
with extra dullops of love,
and extra-large servings.
Luxuries, only a few can afford.
Such moments of simplicity,
when
through the gossamer curtains of nonce,
that mesmerizing gander of life.

Love for those who matter,
when it matters.

Amen!

For PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Roger's

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The eventide

The eventide.
That return to the nest,
the dull ache of pendencies,
the weariness of struggles,
the paused turmoils,
the sweat, blood and tears,
all melting,
rather dissolving in
the rustle of fallen leaves in lawn,
the ricocheting laughters indoors,
 the pestering, the tantalizing tease,
the boomerang zealous zest.
The elixir of this life,
that embalming smile on your face.

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Bluntly romantic

It’s as simple as that.
I love you.
With every iota of breath
that I have.

That I heart
all your smiles
and all your flaws.
That you are
perfect
in all your imperfections.

Forgive me,
I know no poetry,
to say this
any more artistically.

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Fire of love

The embers smoulder,
the fumes rise, subtly subdued.
Love reveals itself.

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This is just to say

The secrets floating
in your
deep hazel eyes
speaking silently

and urge
to unravel stories,
slowly
translating them

Forgive me
I fell headlong,
completely enamored,
totally consumed .

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Welcome the clown

The prompt word is clown. And I am delving into descriptive poetic form called Cinquain. The sheer joy that the whitefaced clown spreads, an image so vividly inscripted in our minds. Who knows what he feels behind his mask, it is the laughter that he can elicit from his audience that matters.
And as the wise say, it is healthy to be a clown for a little while in this circus of life.
For that brave spirit, I ink my words...


Jester.
Comic. Clumsy.
Juggling. Joking. Joshing.
Silly escapades. Sublime smiles.
Buffoon.

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Buck up

Days come to an end, dreams don't. There's miles to go before we sleep...

Twilight,
wild wings
seek sheltered nook.

Fledglings,
back home,
await their gifts.

Disquieting,
lurking what-ifs
raise their heads.

Unheeding
sunset ahead,
deferred dreams instigate.

Hurrah!
some elbow-grease,
you’re almost there.

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Flavors of Robert Frost and Langston Hughes in this post

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Winters calling

The winter winds howl, 

smokey vapors of breath rise, 

blanket of embrace. 

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Skindeep

Underneath the silken layers,
sans the make-up and the hair-do,
without the dash of code red lipstick
and perfectly lined eyes,
beyond the glowing radiant skin,
your soul painted in perfection.
So come to me, as you are,
minus all these masks.
You, with all your scars and flaws,
pure, authentic and real,
glowing from somewhere deep inside.
And I shall love you sweetheart,
with all my heart,
for how you are made up.

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PHOTO PROMPT COURTESY Ronda del Boccio
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Love heals

Shattered to pieces,
love comes shining through the cracks.
And our soul is healed.

Prompt by @baffled

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