
someday words flow like a river, somedays i relearn alphabets to string verses somedays i close my eyes and re-visit memories, and write involuntarily.
somedays i feel like living, somedays i feel like thriving, somedays i don’t feel the existence, i look at the mirror and wonder about, how the acne marks heal slowly, like how the remnants of people are fading with easier and steadier pace.
somedays i look above, at the kites flying, at the birds heading back to home, at the clouds in motion, at sun and moon, an eternal lovers.
somedays, i feel me, i find solace in seeking myself, in me. and sometimes, that’s the best feeling i could ever experience, finding you, finding yourself.
//the pleasure in seeking joy – in oneself//
Don’t know what to call this as but I chose to post this. Thank you so much for reading! ❤️
Wish those someday’s were everyday!
Finding ourself is the most happiest thing.
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Indeed. Thank you so much ❤️
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Wowww..! This is such an amazing piece dear hema..!✨💕
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Such a beautiful piece Hema! Your writings are becoming more and more deep!❤
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words are taboo
poo pooed
jai guru
winds thru ya letter box
john lennon breath!
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Fall, Winter, Spring, Summer
Seasons Years Decades
Lifetimes All These
Words HaVE iN
Common Really
Is Experiencing Now
Seasons and Weathers
Within We May Master Most
Then The Weather And Time
And Even Matter, Distance, And
Space Becomes Eternally Now How
We Feel and Sense As We Become the
River the Water Waves and Ocean Same
No Separation All Is Flow Lord Knows There
Is no Knowing Here Just Endless Forever Flow
Dear Hemalatha Actually When Your Name Doesn’t
Matter AnyMore When All the Labels and Categories
of Dark and Light Disappear TWiLiGHT of Balance is
Left Forever More now
You Are the
Whole
And
No Longer
Any Part of
Separation Now
True The Acne Marks
This Way Are Just Grains
Of Sand On The Beach
That Lift the Love of
Your Life Up Just
Balancing All that is…
Basically Our Left Hemisphere
of Mind Wants to Label All that is
Concretely And Fixed And The Right
Hemisphere of Mind Is Already Our Ocean my FRiEnD…
Religions and Philosophies in India Tend to Support this
Way of Being More Than the West Yet of Course as You
May Realize the East is Becoming The West More Materially
And Concretely Organized into Things Lost From the UniVerse Within…
There is No
Real Reason
For Being
Other than
Being Unless
Trapped in Idols
Of Only Symbols
For Essence of Loving Living my FRiEnD..
Just Inhaling Peace Exhaling Love No NumBeRS
Or Even Letters or Words Required Just Being Now i Am For Real…
Generally Speaking Folks In India These Days Are Excelling in Computer
Science, Engineering, Accounting and Other Business Degrees my FRiEnD
Which are Precisely all Human Abstract Constructs That Have Little to Do
With How the
Human
Being is
Evolved to
LiVE iN More
of A Right Brain
Dominated Way of Life
in Balancing With Left Brain
So Now Humanity is Truly
Deviating Out of Balance And What
The Result of that is, Is A Loss of Our Humanity
At Best in Social Empathic Artistic Spiritual Intelligences
to Give, Share, Care, Freely All ToGeTHeR NoW As our
Ancestors Surely Practiced as a Way of Life And ‘The East’
Still Does
More
than
the
More Concrete
Labeled Materially
Reduced West Now…
Where Basically Money
And Stuff is the Material God of Humanity
And The Real Treasures Within to Give
Share And Care Freely Fade Away As You
Dance and Sing in Free Verse Poetry in Flow Here..:)
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touching words Hema… and gues
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and guess what… I learnt to love my acne (I was in the top 5 of suffers in the UK it was my first proper achievement… blummin plastered I was… I took advantage of the schoo
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of the fear others had at school and hogged the showers after PE… sorry for the disjointed msg my phone screen is hopping about for some reason or another…
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Saved as a favorite, I like your web site!
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Finding the way to one’s own existence …….
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How right you are. Some days I wonder who I am because I don’t even recognize myself. Cheers, Muriel
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