Poems from the soul

[nsmkrish]

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Fragments
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I am in fragments;
Future in my dreams
Past in my subconscious
Present torn apart by
Past and future.
The only time I was
Complete
Was when I was a child.

 

[manoharkumar]

Dear Mr.Krish,

i think you have dug out this completness from your sub conscious.. most of us feel complete only at that age..Hope you will be podting a lot more.

Cheers!!

 

[nsmkrish]

Yes, I will post more. Thanks so much Mr. Manohar.

 

[nsmkrish]

Fake creators
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A perfect moment,
Always poised between
The skeletal start
To the flair-filled finish
And oftentimes
Lost midway,
Is never to be.
Sunrise, waterfall, rain,
Rainbow, birdsong,
…. all perfect,
The creation of
An unconscious genius,
The unseen hand, the unexplored mind
But can never be replicated
By the ever-thinking mind.
But try we do
Like children scaling peaks
With small imaginary fingers.
Midnight hours lost in chiselling perfection
And a morn paints us
As mere fake creators
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[nsmkrish]

Melancholy

Why does the dark horizon
Or a lonely water-drop on a grey leaf
Remind me of a forgotten past ?
And why does the mind
Inescapably visit those unvisited corners
Just to check there is nothing,
Though it knows there is nothing.
Does melancholy hold an
Inexplicable happiness the mind loves?