The Wealth of Love

We are born of love, love is our mother

~ Rumi

The wealth of love is eternal

No force can away it snatch

An emotion so primal

None other can it match

Available in abundance

Yet so hard for us to find

Forgotten its existence

Lost in vestiges of mankind

The human race must transform

All acts with kndness must it do

Seems harder than the fiercest storm

Is to let the love shine through

Do we even comprehend

What love truly means

It's a divine gift He blessed

With no expectation no fees

Its value so priceless

No gem can hold its light

Yet for it we are careless

And against it often fight

Crossed over then we see its worth

For love is only bliss

Such a wasted time this birth

Love was all that is

The wealth of love is eternal

No force can away it snatch

An emotion so primal

None other can it match

~x~

Written for:
Midweek Motif at Poet's United prompt "Wealth"
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When Dharma Graced The Earth

In honour of International Mother Language Day on 21 February.  

From Wikipedia:
"International Mother Language Day . . .  is an observance held annually worldwide to promote awareness of linguistic and cultural diversity and multilingualism."

Written for: Poet's United Mid Week Motif - Mother Tongue

Compose a poem on any subject/event which includes an experience of more than one language.  Make us experience it too.

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In Ayodhya did Lord Ram take birth

In the era of Treta Yug

And Sita Dharti Mata's (Mother Earth) girl

Born as his love so true.

His purpose to come upon this Earth

Vinash (Destruction) of evil that was spreading

To also show our atma's (soul) true worth

And soul's liberating.

Dharma (Righteousness) was His life's principle

Maryada Purushottam (Lord Ram the Greatest of men)

A warrior gentle but invincible 

Sweet Sita his prema (love) devotion.

How blessed were they in Treta Yug

With Him to be face to face

Perhaps they'd done some great punya (merits)

To earn his love and grace.

The Lord has promised in every yug (age)

To walk upon the Earth

And so in this troubled age of Kali Yug

We await that Divya (Divine) birth.

~x~

Lord Ram = 7th avatar of Bhagwan (God) Vishnu

Sita = avatar of Goddess Laxmi, Lord Vishnu's consort

Yug = an era within a four age cycle called a kalpa, A kalpa is the period of time between the creation and recreation of a world or universe (from Wikipedia)

Treta Yug = the 2nd cycle within a kalpa

Kali Yug = the 4th age within a kalpa and the current age we are in. Kali Yug is supposed to be the age of destruction after which the golden age (Satya Yug) will begin again.

Dharma = is a difficult concept to explain as it encompasses many things - right action, right thought, right speech, right conduct, right way of living, virtues, respect, duty, good character, upholding law and order, religious / spiritual merit among other things.

Maryada Purushottam = Maryada = limits,  Purushottam - greatest of all men. Lord Ram although Divine and the avatar of Lord Vishnu always acted within human limitations and did not use his Divine powers. He was a loving son, brother, husband, father, king, friend and an upholder of dharma. He was a great and fearless warrior and annihilated evil from the Earth. Hence he was called Maryada Purshottam the greatest of all men who lived upholding human limitations.

Punya =  that which accumulates as a result of good deeds, acts, or thoughts and which carries over throughout the life or the subsequent incarnations (from Wikipedia)

God's promise:

Yada Yada Hi Dharmasya Glanir Bhavati Bharatha

Abhyuthanam Adharmasya Tadathmanam Srijamyaham.

Parithranaya Sadhunam Vinashayacha Dushkritham

Dharma Samsthapanarthaya Sambhavami Yuge Yuge 

Whenever there is a fall in righteousness and a rise of unrighteousness, 
I manifest

For the protection of the good, for the annihilation of evil and 
to re-establish righteousness, I appear millennium after millennium.

~Lord Krishna, Bhagavad Gita~

Linking to:

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Love Is Not A Greeting Card

The love story of Lord Rama and Sita is timeless and Divine. A love for all seasons.

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What would I say to Sita if I were Lord Rama?

Oh Sita, behold the resplendent full moon that hides when you walk by
For it cannot match your effulgent light that is a beacon in space

Oh Sita, the flowers of the forest long to be fragrant like you
For you are the sweet scent of purity and joy

Oh Sita, the birds of the world listen intently when you speak
For your words are the melodious sound of the Universe

Oh Sita, without you this Rama is like a boat lost at sea
For you are balm that soothes the turbulent waters of my mind

Oh Sita, without you this Rama is bereft of life itself
For you are the essence of my soul and the breath of my cosmos


What would I say to Lord Rama if I were Sita?

Oh Rama, the glorious sun is dark like the night
For it cannot match the brilliance of your iridescence

Oh Rama, even the mighty thunderous waterfall cannot match your strength
For it is your gentleness that conquers the most formidable foe

Oh Rama, the animals of the forest are mesmerised by your gracefulness
And the lion bows at your feet not from fear but reverence

Oh Rama, without you this Sita has no existence
For you are the life force within me

Oh Rama, this Sita thanks the Lord of all Universes
For each moment in time, for the honour of your love, for the bliss that is you.

~x~

Hari Anant Hari Katha Ananta

(Lord Rama is eternal, infinite, timeless and so are His tales)

Lord of all Universes = Lord Rama
Hari = Lord Vishnu = Lord Rama
Anant / Ananta = eternal, infinite, timeless
Katha = story / tale / narration

Written for:
Poet's United Midweek Motif - A poem for a loved one - Love is not a greeting card
Blog-A-Rhythm - Love for all seasons

Linking to:
Poetry Pantry #239
Hyde Park Poetry
The Tuesday Platform


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Under God's Heaven

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The tattered diary a prized possession

A life described during sad aggression

Senseless killing no one spared

Felt like no one even cared

Don't they know that war is futile

Destroying lives is sad and vile

I hope someday the light will shine

And peace and harmony will fall in line

When one community called humankind

Tolerance and love for each other will find

For our souls they weep in sad despair

And for us all they join in silent prayer

Imagine a world that's just like heaven

Where uplifting others is the only obsession

And kindness is a daily habit

And we feel the presence of the Holy Spirit

The tattered diary was a prized possession

Why don't we learn from it and end repression.

~x~

Written for:  Real Toads - Jerusalem   Poetry Jam - Something Ordinary
Linking to:   Poetry Pantry #212

I chose the diary of Anne Frank as something that would've been quite ordinary but a prized possession to Anne. Her story touches our hearts and is the inspiration behind my poem. What went on in Anne's mind, did she wonder about a time under God's heaven when peace would be the way?

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The Spirit Of Love

Prompts this week:
One Single Impression - prompt #279 - Demon
Verse First - Lock
Linking up to Write Tribe picture prompt

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Verse First prompt:

Virginia Woolf once said, "“I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”

Upon consideration, one realizes that being locked - in  or out- can be literal, emotional, medical, figurative.  And there are other meanings to ponder. A lock can be a fastener fitted to a door or drawer to keep it firmly closed. It can be a section of canal that can be closed to control the water level; used to raise or lower vessels that pass through it. Or a lock can be a simple strand or cluster of hair.

Write a poem around the notion of a lock, using whatever meaning sets free your creativity.

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Lock the door of my heart so I can behold only you

Hold the key in your hands to the end of time

Let my love not waver nor question this bond

Let my soul shine through like a beacon of love

You and I have sailed the tumultuous seas

In millennium after millennium

Locked our hands that none could break apart

And sang together the songs of our souls

Let me hear again the melody that entices my spirit

And binds me ever closer to you

Let me rest awhile in your loving embrace 

So my weary soul may dance again; renewed, refreshed, awakened

~x~

OSI prompt - Demon

The mind is in constant battle with the heart and is the mastermind behind that creeping fear.

Let the demon of doubt vanish from my mind

Let him not start a feud with my heart
Let him no place in my existence find

Let him not tear my soul apart

For love is the key to conquer all

With faith in my heart I free my mind

The demon of doubt then begins to fall

And unlocked are the fearful chains that bind

Also linking to dVerse Open Link Night #105

Loving Heart

Written for:

The Write Tribe Contest - The Language of Love

Poet's United Mid Week Motif - Heart

Linking to:
Poetry Pantry #189

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The heart is the vault where love resides

It's true nature is compassionate and kind

Love is a universal energy, a state of bliss

Individually defined and mine is this ...

Love is your shoulder when I need some rest

Love is a kind word when I'm not at my best

Love is a sweet smile that lights up your face

Love is your unique style no one can replace

Love is a wonder like a blooming rose

Love is that familiar touch that helps me repose

Love is a warm hug that soothes my mind

Love is that universal spark eternal and divine

Love is that energy that brings me peace

Love is to give but also to receive

Love is a little flame that touches my soul

Love is a tender heart that makes me whole

~x~

Wishing you all a very Happy Valentines Day.

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The Mirror Of My Soul

Written for Poets United Mid Week Motif
Linking to:  Poetry Pantry #186

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The mirror of my soul my moments reflect

Not just of this life but of sojourns in time

Somehow I know but ever warily suspect

But like a nurturing mother she repeats the mime

If only I look and heed her care

For she is the essence of His love

And yet I rebel and ignore and dare

And close my eyes to her and above

Gently she coaxes and shows me the way

Patience epitomised love never wavering

Until at last in my life breaks that day

When I finally understand my soul's labouring

The mirror of my soul my moments reflect

Not just of this life but of sojourns in time

My soul I am blessed, for you I have met

Now the journey with you in this life is sublime

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In A Time Gone By

Written for: Real Toads and  Blogadda WoW

Linking to:  Poetry Pantry #182

Real Toads prompt

What would it be like if we were stuck in (or have regressed to) the past? Write from the perspective of yourself or another person (real or imagined) who can’t seem to live in the present or look forward; someone who dwells in a supposedly more magnificent or rewarding past time, and behaves accordingly.

Blogadda WoW prompt
Your entry must contain a word in all its three degrees of comparison. For example: Good, Better, Best! or Great, Greater, Greatest!

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He looked magnificent

Lean and tall

Upon his chariot

I watched in awe

His bow and his arrows

He carried with grace

Strength of a warrior

But gentle of face

He seemed so familiar

Yet I knew him not

Who was this stranger?

With eyes tender and soft

Graceful and ethereal

He looked so Divine

Joyous he made me feel

Somehow I knew he was mine

Did he know that I watched him?

For suddenly he smiled

My senses he made them swim

As his eyes beheld mine

My garland of flowers 

Upon his neck looked so grand

His heart he empowered

Into my trembling hands

In a time long gone 

Was this love sweet and pure

A match made in Heaven

Through aeons it endures

Let me stay in that moment 

When his eyes beheld mine

And true love was unspoken

And hearts were entwined

For great is He, my love story
Greater than any in time
The greatest ever in glory
And supremely sublime

My take on Sita's view of Lord Rama

(And don't forget to read Lord Rama's view of Sita at She Looked Most Beautiful)


This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

and it got chosen as a WOW post

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The Love With Which It's Given

Written for:

Verse First - The Ordinary
Write about something quite ordinary. In the words of Natalie Goldberg, "Give homage to old coffee cups, sparrows, city buses, thin ham sandwiches."

Poetry Jam - The Last
Use any meaning of last, the final, the most recent, or keeping something going. I am sure there are some other uses of the word "last,"  so go where you will with it. And just for fun lets say it in 20 lines or less. 

my little mug given with love by my daughter on my birthday

My ordinary little mug

Sits on the kitchen bench

By my ordinary electric jug

Each morning I do clench

But ordinary this is not

With love to me it came

With love and care it was bought

A present with my name

Someday it will crack and break

Nothing lasts forever

But till then a special place it will take

And my thirst we'll quench together

And when it can't be used again

With sadness I'll let it go

But in my heart it will remain

For love just makes that so

Things don't last forever

That I know is certain

But what lasts and what we treasure

Is the love with which it's given

~x~

Also linking to:
Poetry Pantry #176   
GBE2 - Rhyme Time
dVerse Open Link Night #123


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I Cried Out

Written for:  Verse First    Poetry Jam    G-Man    WoW

Also linking to:  Poetry Pantry #164        dVerse Open Link Night #111

Verse First - I cried out
Write in the first person. Avoid cliches; eschew the ordinary. Surprise, inspire, educate, elucidate. That's it. 

Wow - Fun with Repetition
your entry has to have one sentence that is repeated at least thrice in your post. You cannot repeat the sentence consecutively.

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Why are you so elusive

I cried out, my beloved Lord

My soul it cannot truly live

Without your love and accord

I cannot find you anywhere

I cried out, my beloved Lord

My soul is weary with many a tear

My heart desolate and gored

Please hear my prayer 

I cried out, my beloved Lord

For you are my life, and breath and air

For aeons you I have adored

Let me hear your sweet flute

I cried out, my beloved Lord

For that's my guiding star, the route

That makes my spirit soar.

~x~

Poetry Jam - Vision  and  G-Man -Friday Flash 55

The vision of You
Is a sight to behold
A beautiful blue
And a halo of gold

I sat in awe
As she described You to me
My soul did soar
You set my spirit free

A moment Divine
Is now etched in my soul
I long for another sign
And your vision to hold.

~x~

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. We give out themes for creative writing each weekend for Indian bloggers.

Update 30/10/2013 - My post was selected as a WoW post

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Writers are Lovers

Written for: Verse First and Poetry Jam
Linking to:  Poetry Pantry and dVerse Open Link Night

Verse First - Writers are Lovers
Choose one poet you adore and write a piece to honour or express that adoration. 
One of my favourite poets is Jalaludin Rumi. So my poem today is to honour this great poet. My blog headline is a quote by Rumi.

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Oh Rumi

Ardent student of Tabrizi

Your poems soothe the soul

Spiritual ecstasy

Divine intimacy

An ode to Spirit

Does truly uplift

Devotion to love

Peaceful like a dove

Heavenly mysticism

Entwined in Him

Spiritually liberating

Life exhilarating

Immortalised in verse

With heartfelt verve

Oh Rumi

Ardent student of Tabrizi

A gift for those who seek their soul

~x~

Poetry Jam - Steps

Life is a journey

Starts with one step

Easy or stormy

Like the flow and ebb

Each step that I take

I learn something new

Asleep or awake

Takes me closer to You

What will I take away?

When I stop my own tread

Savour each moment and day

Don't think too far ahead

Life is a journey

To feel and know

A gift not a tourney

Take steps to grow

 ~x~

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He Said, She Said and a Backward Twist

Written for:  Verse First  and  Poetry Jam
Linking to:   dVerse Open Link Night #117

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He said it didn't matter if he was there or here

As she was entrenched inside his soul whether far or near

She said even though she understood the spiritual concept

Earthly limits play a part in her feeling quite inept

He said he heard her every word, felt her love and care

Their souls were tightly intertwined, bonds unbreakable and rare

She said she didn't understand why they journey so apart

Although his thoughts do bring her peace they also break her heart

He said that when her time was up he would be waiting on that side

She said the purpose of her life she first had to abide.

~x~

She said the purpose of her life she first had to abide

He said that when her time was up he would be waiting on that side

Although his thoughts do bring her peace they also break her heart

She said she didn't understand why they journey so apart

Their souls were tightly intertwined, bonds unbreakable and rare

He said he heard her every word, felt her love and care

Earthly limits play a part in her feeling quite inept

She said even though she understood the spiritual concept

As she was entrenched inside his soul whether far or near

He said it didn't matter if he was there or here.

~x~

Verse First prompt

Poet and short story writer Grace Paley said, "It is the responsibility of writers to listen to gossip and pass it on. It is the way all storytellers learn about life."

Natalie Goldberg expounded on this idea by saying, "We should learn to talk, not with judgment, greed or envy, but with compassion, wonder and amazement."

Today you have some options. Write about gossip. Write about what happens when wagging tongues do harm. Or not. Write a poem of conversation. Or write about the growth potential when interactions are based on compassion, wonder and amazement. You choose.

Poetry Jam

Write a short poem, 12 lines or less, and then read it backward, from the bottom up. The lines aren't backward, just the order of the lines. Rewrite the poem backward, with the last line first and the first line last: a palindrome poem.

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October Connections

Written for:  Verse First  and  Poetry Jam

Linking to:   Poetry Pantry #169   dVerse Open Link Night #116

Verse First - Interconnected
 Natalie Goldberg once said, "We are all interwoven and create each other's universes... We don't live for ourselves; we are all interconnected."
You affect me. I affect you. One action begets a series of reactions, which expand the web of connectedness. Every action is a pebble in the pond, every reaction a ripple. And so it goes. Consider the vast truth of this and write about it.

Poetry Jam - October
Be inspired by the month of October. Share what October means to you.

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Oh what passion do you ignite

Like a bird soaring high my soul takes flight

A whisper a thought I feel in my heart

Though we are countless miles apart

An invisible connection we do share
An eternal bond so true and rare

Do I meet you in travels to spiritual lands

Do you feed my spirit to knowledge expand

You are the flame that beckons my soul

And only with you can I be whole

~x~

A time in October I came on this Earth

To meet you here, to share some mirth

But Destiny plays a cruel game

Doused your fire, put out the flame

Connections we share through space and time

Knowing you are mine is a feeling sublime

I reach for you through invisible veils

To guide the boat of my life for you are its sails

A time in October I might come again to this Earth

Can we journey here together in my next birth?

~x~

I wrote the first poem a long time ago and thought it fit the prompt.
October is a special month for me, the beginning of my life.

Close to the Source I Swoon.

Written for the following prompts:
One Single Impression - Swoon
The Verse First - Close to the source
Linking to: Poetry Pantry #160   dVerse Open Link Night #107


Verse First's - Close to the source:
Good writing takes the reader on location. Good writing doesn't "talk about," but emanates the warmth, light and life of the topic at hand.  A good poem feels vivid and visceral and close to the source. Today, become the experience. Write from the source. With detailed yet precise language, make us feel your meaning. 

So here is my attempt, please let me know if I achieved the goal above and let me know if there were any improvements I could make. Drop by and leave a comment with your thoughts. Thanks.

A haunting melody

Whispering through the forest mist

Tickling my senses

Like a magnet I am drawn

Earthy boots crunching on fallen leaves

Searching blindly for that sweet sound

Footsteps quickening 

Anticipation testing my patience

The gurgling sound of a rushing brook

Mesmerising sweet refrain, tantalizingly near

Feet running fast, heartbeats quickening

Eyes aching to behold that source

~x~

One Single Impression - Swoon

And having beheld that source ..

There you sit by the pretty gulmohar

Under the light of a silken moon

That mesmerising sweet refrain

My senses begin to swoon

Mind intoxicated by your presence

Heart a flutter dancing wildly

Senses swimming uncontrollably 

Eyes locked and loving blindly.

~x~

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Appetite and Omniscience

The prompt this week at Verse First is Appetite.  But as I missed last week's prompt Omniscience I thought I would combine both

And also linking to One Single Impression - Fragile

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A soothing melody

Invaded my daydream

Gently flowing

Like a singing stream

It teased my thoughts

It disturbed my reverie

It opened my eyes

It shook my lethargy

It came and went 

And it was haunting

I was captivated

It increased my longing

I closed my eyes

To capture its essence

It filled me with bliss

I felt His presence

Omniscient

All pervading

Love ineffable

Ever aiding

His Divine grace

Soothed my soul

My appetite insatiable

For His love and to extol

~x~

When we hear the beautiful strains of the Lord's bansuri (flute) we are blessed and yet we so easily forget His love and grace. His melody is everlasting, always enticing, yet we choose only to listen when we need something.

Our love for the Lord is so fragile

It waxes and wanes like the moon

But His love is steadfast without guile

Eternal, and ready to grant any boon

Also linking to dVerse Open Link Night #104

I Remember

The prompt this week at Verse First is a free write with the words

 "I remember"

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I remember
As the rain splashes against the window and I gaze out across the greenfields
I thought I saw you standing there looking back at me

I wonder if you remember the time we cycled in the streets of Chichen Itza
The wind blowing through your hair as I sat in front and watched you
We were young and free and life was ours for the taking
We roamed the streets with carefree abandon
Life was simple and yet immensely kind
We had dreams in our hearts and a spring in our step
It mattered not what we did because we enjoyed each moment
And life itself was bliss

I remember a lifetime where we were masters of our entire destiny
We closed our eyes and with our thoughts created magnificent cities
With a wave of our hand we could manifest all we desired
We painted the streets of the universe and created worlds at will
Love and kindness were the only skills we knew
We were in worlds unimaginable and glorious
We were radiant and magnificent.

Where did these lifetimes go?
What became of those worlds?
Where do these thoughts come from? and why?
Did you plant them there as you watch me from somewhere?
Is there some reason behind what I imagine now?

The rain splashes against the window and I gaze out across the greenfields
I am reminded of a time

When we once danced under the rain
And floated little white paper boats in the puddles that formed
I watched you run under the sun and under a blanket of stars
I saw you joyfully gather up the yellow marigolds
And drop them lovingly into my open palms
I remember the joy in our hearts and the light in our eyes
And the awe and wonder with which we viewed our world
And not on a care in the world did we have.
Life was good.

I remember ... and I live again.


Is this myth or is this real? 
Did I live these lives and in these worlds?
Or did I imagine it all in my head?
It matters not, for through this to happiness I am led!


Linking to:
One Single Impression - Myth   
Poetry Pantry #153   
dVerse OpenLinkNight #100

A Place in the Universe

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A benevolent Universe

Lights my path

Sending me messages

in a myriad of ways

Helping me traverse

through this lifetime

as in lifetimes before

My immortal lover

Holding me 

in an eternal embrace

Leading me 

In a cosmic dance 

Comforting me

Protecting me

From the beyond

My Spiritual guide

Taking my soul 

On a journey 

Through space and time

Helping me 

to liberate myself

From the effects of Karma

 to attain Moksha

My place in the Universe

Is with my Divine Soulmate

In His heart

By His side

Helping humanity

Together

From age to age

To eternity

Moksha - liberation from samsara, the cycle of death and rebirth

Written for Verse First - A place in the Universe

Linking to:    dVerse Open Link Night #97  The Poetry Pantry #150

Quiet Conversations

How strange that I posted a 100 word poem on my blog Someday Somewhere just yesterday. And it fits today's prompt at Verse First .

Your task for this week's Verse First is to write succinctly and boldly about a personal experience. As you do so, rest assured that your readers will share some common ground. Be aware that the writing heals you and the reading heals others.  The only rule: No more than 100 words. Succinct. Bold. GO!

So I share it again ...

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Each morning I waited as I stood in line.

I loved those moments when his eyes met mine.

No words needed just the beat of hearts.

His time on earth was over, so he left for his home in the sky.

Now I lie alone in the darkness and as I listen to the sounds of silence, I close my eyes.

No words needed just connections through thin veils.

And then I pray to the Heavens with devotion and faith.

And in my dreams He comes to me to comfort and love.

No words needed just the fusion of souls.

Written for:  Verse First - Poetry Heals

Linking to:   dVerse Open Link Night #96

Quintessential Love

I am taking part in the A to Z Challenge via my blog Someday Somewhere.

For the letter "Q"  I wrote a poem on my definition of quintessential love which I am sharing here as well.

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Come, wake up and love again

For I have lived through the aeons of time with you

We have traversed universes in a multitude of lifetimes

I have loved each beat of your heart, every thought in your mind

I have smiled at every rhythm your soul has orchestrated

And immersed myself in the ecstasy of your every moment

I have seen you in every aspect of my existence

And felt you in the minutest fibre of my being

I have merged my consciousness with yours

And thus bridged the chasm of this vast, endless cosmos

Wherever we are, we reach through thin veils

And blend together into one presence 

Now, and then forever.

~x~

Written for  Verse First - Wake Up and Love

Linking to   Poetry Pantry #147     dVerse Open Link Night #93

Longing

For  GBE2's prompt - Longing

Also linking to dVerse Open Link Night

I close my eyes to see yours

For they caress my soul

In the stillness of the night

Your whispers take control

I know I have been with you 

Since the beginning of time

You're elusive I can't reach you

To touch a moment sublime

My eyes they gaze across the sea

I listen with intent

I search each nook and cranny

Until my strength is spent

My heart it longs to be with you

Each day becomes a trial

My soul is restless and distressed

Each step feels like a mile

I close my eyes to see yours
For they pacify my soul

A moment of respite for me

When yearning has a hold.

~x~