I found me…/#daily prompt# hidden

Wandering in search of the 

hidden truths of this life ,

 I found me…

Smiling to the small

mistakes of this life,

I loved me…

Laughing to the little

 jokes of this life,

I cherished me…

Accepting the painful

wounds of this life,

I healed me…

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#Daily prompt # Traditional # Fragrance

The fresh fragrance of the first blooms

transforms the senses clean,

The earthly fragrance of the first rains

transports the souls near to nature,

The divine fragrance of the holy shrine

triggers the hearts to its inner peace,

The pure fragrance of the country air

teases primitive memories awake,

The dusty fragrance of the past

traces traditional  connection of humanity,

To rejoice and relish this life to full…

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The papers of my past…

The papers of my past

swept by the years and

lost to my memory

holding the traces of  my

dreams long forgotten

reveal those words 

in one of those moments

when I come across

a familiar face of the past,

Seeking  out the person

dormant for years hiding

in a cocoon of  layers,

soothing the crushed hopes ,

healing the damaged  pride,

hibernating the soul’s resilience

to renew the being  and

rejoice over its victory…







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High up to the sky …

Caught in the loop of  the memories,

As a swing in the air this heart sways,

High up to the sky it goes,

Bubbling with laughter,

Busting with glee to feel the  clouds,

To get those medicines for those burns 

that this society mercilessly inflicts ,

As the pregnant clouds cries its tears,

To wash the sorrows clean,

The heart that swings reaches to

dance with bliss and swim across…

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A war with me…

The reality of the hurts that bleeds

my dreams are the prints that you

leave behind after you meddle  with

my restless soul ,

Never to release your clutches of me

you follow my every move,

To escape is to be free,

To be relieved of  the  hurts you left behind,

Never again to be trapped,

I fight with my might against me,

A war with me,

In search of my true self,

Killed brutally by my ignorance,

Healing the hope that you crushed ,

I search my peace ,

To spread my wings and 

 paint the beautiful rainbow

with my victory colours…





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