If all the nectar bleeds out
Can you find the leftover wax useful
If you understand few things are out of our control
Can u derive any meaning from left over choices,,,
Tag: Art
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1 more year added to the list
When I was in 20's
I felt it would be great in 30s
And now when I suddenly felt I am 37
I understood there is no heaven
It's all what we think
About whatever happens
And how much we are able to accept!!!
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Let it run through
A new beginning
With old soul in same body
If it's not fascinating
It's also not out of surprises
If not romantic
Still can't rule out rushed emotions
If not exciting
Still enough enticing
Maybe you don't want it,
yet very much want to experience it
So let all the exciting enticing
Surprise you
Maybe it will work for you
Better than one can imagine
As if can't avoid it
Let it run through it,,
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Just take a break
Taking a break
To let the stains
Of Mind's everyday disdains
Just get erased
Without any scathing scratching
In a spotless way
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Again! and again
Amidst of such stormy tides
I was trying to keep calm
Holding on somehow
To keep my boat sailing
And then it was calm
In and around
Without much sound
It was restored and holding on its ground,
But I was unaware
It won't last another mile
And there she comes
Riding on a flashy surmounting tide
And once again
I lost it
All the calm and peace
It took so much for me to restore
And in a flash
It's all gone,,,,,
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Sluggish ,,,,
When having hassling mind
With too much crackling joints
Hard to keep up with the pace
Laziness is another hindrance in the race
Need a push or pull
To come out of this lull
Time to act, more than thinking
To save dozy soul from sinking
Among these ups and downs
It's hard to hold own ground
But as we start finding some grip
Miles become easy on any strip
It might take a day or two
Something will pop out from the blue
To ignite the fuel in storage
And soon it will be sailing in cruise
©Sanjay Ranout
ranout786@gmail.com
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False Hope : Still A possitive Determinant
Sparkling sand in blazing sunshine
Putting every head into a whirlwind
Dozy a little lousy
With a hat on like howdy
Going on and on,
Slowly but steadily
Seeking a shelter in far sight
Seems like a river
Mirror reflections
Suddenly got everyone's attention
Is this real or just an illusion
Or just another Mirage in action,
Whatever it is
It's still instilling hope
And motivation
To carry on and on,,
© Sanjay Ranout
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Those deep diving moments of our thoughts
In those depths of deep trenches,
Searching for a sign of life,
Burdening himself under thousands of psi,
I wonder if anyone alive will be found,
Or he himself won’t be able to thrive,,,
© Sanjay Ranout
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Creation of words- the Twisted reality
A twisted yet interesting narration,
Is it authentic or spiced up creation?
Who knows the truth behind such equation!
It’s just words’ twisted to orchester such situation,
From where it begun how it started!
And what we are seeing to feel totally flabbergasted,
How is all this so messed up,
Seems it crossed many minds and thus spiced up,
So every mind has added something for it’s dress up,
Yesterday what was all about someone’s buttress,
Has today aired as someone’s butts in perfect stasis,
Words have power ,
To which our minds devour,
So what’s truth and what’s the real source,
It’s really hard
To unfold to reach its core,,
© Sanjay Ranout
What lies beneath our thoughts! 