stumbling in the dark

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when I was stumbling in the darkness

You held my hand and led the way

the light You emitted lit the path

merging in You I became life

understanding the pulse of Universe

resonating in Your Love

joyous it runs in every heart

binding everyone in its warmth

for ~ Poets United

topic: love is not a greeting card

celebration

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the darkness engulfing me was inside and outside

the temporary blindness made the other senses more alive

perceiving life was very easy here

there was nothing to judge..

there was no difference of black or white

just the acceptance of what was real

abiding in the core 

I vanished and light came

spreading in and out and everywhere

I became the pure love shinning in the center

Joyous and celebrating life...

for Indiblogger ~ topic : the darkest hour of the night is just before the dawn

walking in the beach

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walking bare foot on the sand 

acts as therapy to my aching feet

the giggling waves tease my toes

leaving behind the moist memories

the saltiness in air matches my tears

I taste them with love...

I expand inside to allow life to happen

witnessing the journey ...

for ~ Poetry Jam, Poets United

 

one step at a time

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Left foot, left foot,left foot, right....

I was reading Dr.Seuss poem from the Foot book

my little one was looking at her feet

folding her feet in my hand

I remembered the feeling of this feet

kicking in my stomach

the feet which wore the cute booties

the feet which took those tiny first steps

the feet which will take her a long way

stumbling now and then

confident of standing firm

taking one step at a time....

for ~ Poetry Jam , Poets United

septenary

perfect life was her's to live

she searched for the perfect love

finding it she forgot her identity

alas it was too late

pain of betrayal was unbearable to tolerate

she was immersed in the world of pain

pain, agony, hate, anger, grief, anguish and heartache

these septenary became her foe 

unable to bear them she tries to fight

like a trapped bird in a hunters net..

for ~ Poets United

human first..

Nick Gentry --"Human"

trying to achieve so many things

running the race against time

without hesitating to commit crime

we forget that we are human first

for ~ dVerse Poets Pub

topic: to get inspired by the art work of Nick Gentry 

Just a thought

what is the guideline for good or bad?

where is this thought arising from?

putting labels under every human

confining the life itself

condemning the creator

He has no labels with him..

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can we dare to put one....