
Openly hidden
Footsteps muffled in soft sand
Healing space TO BE
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Openly hidden
Footsteps muffled in soft sand
Healing space TO BE
Copyright (c) 2023 Namrata D Prabhakar
Enjoying the sights of caged beings
Have we ever thought how they feel
In their limited spaces
Restlessly pacing
Restricted movements
No free will to roam
Eating when and what given
No springs, lakes or rivers
To drink water or bathe
Removed from their natural habitats
Taking away their right to live as they please
The look of despair and helpless
Says their tales
If only they could speak
I am sure would express
Their wish to be free
As they were meant to BE
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Evening walks for me is always fascinating. The birds, the sand the music of waves and icing on the cake SUNSET
My world is complete and Peaceful
The link would take you to my walking path
https://instagram.com/stories/namrata_d_prabhakar/3008348741246997324?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=
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I am busy Status symbol and a ego booster
In the rush to be successful Today everyone is running Putting reminders to drink water Apps to count the steps Flashing it as achievements What have we come to❓❓ Where are we heading to ❓❓❓
An app to count the breathing That day may not be too far
A hug and a kiss limited to the emojis A message of condolence sent living in the same city What have we come to ❓❓ Imagine one day lying still Waiting for your farewell Messages of condolences flooding kins phones With a busy emoji and folded hands
The Soul ready to Ascend Awaiting the final rites The family in turn waiting The arrival of friend and relatives
Would be leaving the rest to the reader to conclude
P S : The technology is for saving time, social media is to express your thoughts. In times of need your presence is important ( if you are at commutable distance). Inquiring on whatsapp is an insult to the morality.
I am a firm beliver of being present at loved ones side in times of need. That may be the reason my dependable circle is shrinking with the passage of time
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Year to year Time goes quickly What has changes since January
The agony, the fears, the fights Suffering of the weaker ones Nothing has changed much
Pandemic to war What have we gained ? The people uprooted from their homes
It is painful to see unsafe social medias The constant fear of parents Children vulnerable to exploitation
The violence on the streets The insecurities of young girls Has this year allied their fears
Collectively we have to rise To protect and preserve And make difference in 2023
I read a post recently and it was very distrubing. Words have the power to raise our consciousness and compels us to think…
Sharing the post link
https://uniquelyfitblog.com/2022/12/19/bow-and-pray-in-fields-gray
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Winter rains again
Silver water golden rays
Fresh Air bliss after
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Dear WordPress friends This is my first book and would simply say that please check it on Amazon platforms also buy and spread a word .
In India it is available on notiopress.com for paperback and Amazon.in for ebook.
NOW Available on multiple platforms. Thanks to Kartikay (my Editor) for not just stopping at editing but going extra mile to make sure that the book is print ready. Thanks to Rajeev Chibber my first Ebook buyer in USA, Surbhi for being first buyer of Ebook and Paperback in INDIA, Pooja Bishnoi First buyer of Paperback (colored copy) in USA, Nikky Ummatt first buyer in UK. https://www.instagram.com/p/ClHJKFkBKC6/?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=
Evenings Beckoning
Winter Sunset orange hue
Wandering through trails
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Finally launched my book presenting the first copy to MOHANJI’ my GURUJI. Journey of 7 years reached it’s destination. A tribute the celebrations of ”NIRMAL’ her journey. my mother)
Ebook and print copies would be available on Amazon soon. Counting on my wordpress family to not just read but also spread a word.
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The secret is well hidden Why should I worry ? Someone would take away My treasures And leave me with nothing The hurt caused by betrayal The wounds that never heal Are the result of carelessness And the vulnerability let the thoughts whisper to you Not even the wind can listen The peaceful silence of friendship With self would stand till the end.
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