Openly hidden
Footsteps muffled in soft sand
Healing space TO BE
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HAIKU #176
Caged helplessness
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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HAIKU #175
Winter rains again
Silver water golden rays
Fresh Air bliss after
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HAIKU #174
Evenings Beckoning
Winter Sunset orange hue
Wandering through trails
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HAIKU # 173
The Dust storms revenge
Paths no longer visible
Blinded by itself
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A thought
I walk with love in my heart 💜 it’s light has illuminated My path many a times Piercing the darkness And the lonely world
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Walk and the path-Gratitude
Gratitude to this sea shore For being my companion Witnessing my journey Absorning my emotions In return giving me PEACE
There are no traces of my presence No footsteps to say I was here yesterday But everyday I come to you Without any fear of being judged Or misjudged
The stillness of your being The gentle sounds of your movements Connects me to my SELF Ever time I take your leave I know you would be there for me tomorrow
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Winter mornings -I long
How I miss the winter mornings of the hills
The lazy rising of the city
Foggy moist air all around
Small Fires burning outside the tea stalls
A few bold people encircling the warmth
Talking from current affairs to world politics
With steaming cups of tea in their hands
Heavy checkered blankets and caps wrapped around
How many glasses of tea they would drink
Even they would not know
The woody texture fills my nostrils
When I think of those times
How I miss those lazy mornings
Would I be able to experience it ever again ?
That is where my heart belongs
In the deep pine mountains
I am not a city person
But then the destiny never asked
What I want ………
Our spirit may have free will
But are we not slaves ?
 Shimla – my childhood connect
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HAIKU #171
Dark silvery Skies
Is full moon hiding behind?
May be just a cloud
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HAIKU #170
Shades of sandy grains
Hidden treasure deep within
Love Desert landscapes
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In the World of Thoughts 