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Life as is…

April 4, 2012 4 comments

Life As is……..

Life so curt, it would seem to pass,
the flowing sand in an hour-glass.
Like the promise of a day-dream,
a bubble in a nimble stream,
I try to hold, but I never can,
my little tyke, oft you ran.

Rope your fiery pace I did try,
you wouldn’t stop, I sorrowed why?
Blooming years but of so short length,

all those years and my fading strength,
As friends and kin leave my sunset bay,
I have but nothing more to say.

With my heart weak wet and ceding
wish me leave, as I lived speeding.

Sunil Varma

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Odious Warren

August 23, 2008 2 comments

Odious Warren 

Beautiful vista, small though…

Benevolent sky, a falling kite,

Swaying in blue a triangle white

Free as child an insouciant sway

Played the skies, its playful way

Bid the wind on each swing

Now it falls like a king

There is beauty in the fall

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Beautiful vista, small though

Spirited garden, a growing tot

Teetering in green a yellow dot

Spirit of eagle the ardous search

First ten steps, the adulation of church

Treads the ground the operose path

Now it falls, aah!!  the mud bath

There is beauty in the fall

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Beautiful vista, small though

Oaky door, a budding tear

Budding in the yellow a silver sphere

Love of the lover, the clinging hand

The golden glow of a eternal stand

Heart is full, for it is a wedding ring

Now it falls in one string

There is beauty in the fall

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The setting sun,

The autumn setting,

The falling river,

The snow falling….

There is beauty in the fall

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So why should I live a life like this

Stringed to machines,  life amiss

With a beautiful vista but a small door

Can not feel the warmth of the wooden floor

I lived like a soaring kite

Twenty years a great sight

When there is beauty in the fall

Why confine me to this wall

 .

sunil

*Dedicated to all the brave souls who are terminally ill but cant be free because of legal issues related to euthanasia

The Search

October 11, 2006 12 comments

For long time it seemed to me

That life is yet to be

Life I would Say..

Just ’round the corner, it lay

But for this small, Debt to pay

There is no more traverse en-way.

Blissful Gloss.. amorous way

Bright and Shining, no cold day

Life is like the leafy sway

No more tempests, just the breezy bay

Life would begin I would say,

Just around the corner it lay,

But for this small, errand on way,

It is going to be happy and gay.

Crimson red�butterfly ray

Chaste Trance is there to stay

Life is like an exultant play

Without restraint, like the Chinese clay

 


Life would bloom I would say

Around the corner it lay

But for this small, job today

It is going to be the just belle(t)

            Sandy beach…Cherry sorbet

            Clement spring, no harsh May

Life is like that Easter day

No more dolor, just a amaranthine holiday

 

Then it dawned on this day..

MY life started a long time away

In search diamond, Ah! The charcoal grey

what I missed, prismatic display

Real life is a cafe au le..

Bliss and galore in one bouquet

Ambers and cambers are here to stay�

Crusades are going to wanton away


For this is life, and it started when I was born one fine day

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