Tribhawan Kaul, 13 sierpnia 2012
Sky
Kissing earth
Face glowing amber red
The sun yet to take plunge
Horizon
Darkness
Watching the magic of nature
Reluctant to douse fire
The sun obliges
Moonrise
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Tribhawan Kaul, 10 sierpnia 2012
Modern couples are busy in this materialistic world. After initial mutul admiration and attraction dies down, they realise something amiss in their lives.
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Quote
“Behold me not
with your lovely wide expressive eyes
I have no words for appreciation
you may be divine
withholding your desires
I am a mortal
yielding to
basic intentions.”
Unquote.
Remember the day
when we had met
I had said so
and you
blooming like a lotus
opened your arms.
I remained a mute witness
to a ravishing storm.
We never knew
what had struck
a volcano of possessiveness
or a love bug
both destroyed us
before we could shrug.
Ego made us discrete
pride to tweet
on cross ,we put our relationship
space ,we never wanted to yield.
Trust we lost
faith never gained
post-mortem we did
but it was never the same.
Where love has gone ?
Where should I find ?
Alas!
we have forgotten our way
In our daily grind.
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Tribhawan Kaul, 9 sierpnia 2012
Deep insight into our complex mind
and one finds
I
dominating our lives
hub
around which revolves our existence
touch, taste, hear, see and smell
senses
like crossroads
creating diversions
difficult to navigate
a path straight.
In the maze of selfishness
mine, yours, ours, theirs
nothing matters but
I.
Once perception of reality
and realization dawns
that
I and you are not
we
but ONE
one becomes the conqueror
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Tribhawan Kaul, 8 sierpnia 2012
Age never bothered her
She never showed her age
She was a new age women
Never to mind her age.
Proudly she went to a plaza
Fond of shopping home away
But came out just eating pizza
It had made her day.
Body searched her purse
Could not find her key
Also did not find her car
Nothing to giggle and glee.
Wrinkles showed on her face
As she approached a PCR*
Was directed to the police station
To file an FIR**
She returned home with satisfaction
Informed her hubby with some reservation
Shocked, he stood with a mug of beer
“ But honey, didn’t I... drop you there ?
“ did you drop me ? Oh God !
Oh Yes ! I forgot ;” stunned as she was
Then where is our car? exclaimed she
beckoning him to the window for the testimony.
Rushing out, found the gate open
dazed , both now looked aged
car was nowhere to be seen
thought they, finally it has been stolen.
Soon they were surprised
and had a hearty laugh
they saw their own son
driving in, to park.
Age do takes its toll
As one tends to forget
Kudos to those
Who laugh at the malady, without any regret.
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*A mobile Police Control Room
** First Information Report
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Tribhawan Kaul, 31 lipca 2012
Gatecrashers
Senses and self will
Conscience, acting as bouncers
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Tribhawan Kaul, 29 lipca 2012
Poser
A difficult question
to judge brain potency
brain racking experience
puzzle.
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Tribhawan Kaul, 28 lipca 2012
My mind ,my heart
both reciprocate to my feelings
when I meditate.
Energy vibrating
creating immunity
against any negativity.
Bricks and blocks falling on the street
distress the body
but not the soul.
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Tribhawan Kaul, 24 lipca 2012
Insecure she feels ,yet undaunted
Never she comprehends his intentions, when appreciated
Feeling on cloud nine, his company she only enjoys
Awesome he looks to her better than other guys.
Tough to make her understand to treat him with disdain
Unrelented she remains though warned time and again
Attraction is fatal , turning one sided love casual
True love is not transient and not his cup of tea
Indifferent she remains and enjoys his company
Outward appearance is deceptive, she understands late
Neurosis she develops, it is her fate.
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Tribhawan Kaul, 22 lipca 2012
Nagging is a part of life. None remains aloof. A time comes when someone demands answers from you.
A tear in her eyes make me wonder
a chance for patch up did I squander ?
Never to complain..she, but questioning a lot
neither liked the questions nor liked the thought.
Life gets topsy- turvy, grilling when start
anywhere, anytime, at home or city mart.
when, where, why, how, who, what/s..........
inquisitor always testing your guts.
No chance for atonement
These word invented only for harassment.
Wish these could be wished away,..... but no
Entire life hinges on these, try taking them away.
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Tribhawan Kaul, 20 lipca 2012
In this age of internet and electronic media, the good old newspaper still holds on its own. Mornings can never be the same without having a cursory glance on the screaming headlines.
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Recipe for intellect
A game for brain
News and views
Browse with pleasure or disdain.
Crimes of passion
Vagaries of politics
Sporting brilliance
Business frolics.
Love or hate
Ah or wow
Emboldening people
A must for both classes or masses
Isn’t it true
Day starts afresh with it
Taking morning tea
Or going to loo.
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