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Stretch That Smile

I look at myself

A product of

Circumstances x Ideas…

 

I begin to make a mental note

Of all those

I feel distanced from.

 

A Ted Talk this morning

Presented a strong case for

Asking the right questions.

 

And so I ask not

Why I moved away…

I ask: What other horizons beckoned me?

 

Our reasons for

Nearness or farness, as it were

May not exist within our relationships…

 

New ideas brought me

To new circumstances

…And to new relationships.

 

 

Don’t accuse me

Of carelessness

Or of falling out

 

I was always listening to you

As you spoke

But were you listening to me?

 

Couldn’t you tell

I was thinking

Of new things?

 

Couldn’t you see

My circumstances

Were changing?

 

Why make a relationship

A constraint for being

Or for becoming?

 

Now that we’ve grown apart

Can you recalibrate

Your expectations?

 

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Fictions

I thought my relationships would endure;

They would warm my heart in my winters…

 

But they left me heart-broken.

 

I thought my work would be rewarding;

It would give me a life of purpose…

 

But it was all make-believe.

 

I thought wealth would protect me;

Be my insurance against misfortune…

 

But it can only pay the bills.

 

I thought discipline and austerities

Would protect me from corrupting influences…

 

But they caged me in.

 

I thought doing the right thing

Is the moral way to be…

 

But I found life to be disinterested.

 

All that I evaluated to be true

Turned out to be a lie…

 

But then, so did I.

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Value Yourself

Let go

Of all the excess of life

That has stuck to you

 

Pare it down.

Remove. Trim.

Give away.

 

Walk away from sounds

That drown

Your own voice

 

Reject words

That are untrue

Coming from you.

 

Listen to your silence

Look at what’s left

When all is gone.

 

Befriend that residue

Cherish it;

Treasure it.

 

Aloneness

Is not to be foolishly grieved;

It is to be intelligently valued.

 

Don’t compromise the time

With yourself

For some base company.

 

Know where

True fulfilment lies

Value yourself.

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Know What Is Your Own

Life will, sooner or later

Bring you face-to-face

With your own disdain.

Your prejudices will stand

Before you in the mirror

You’ll come to see

You are all that

You had once disowned.

 

You’re afraid-

Now that you can see it-

That you stand exposed;

And minimized.

Before you can get others

To accept you with this ‘flaw’

How do you go about

Accepting yourself?

 

When you reject another

You also reject yourself.

Life is disinterested

In your distinction and

In your individuality

But tune yourself to the world

Stand not in judgement, but in harmony

And you will be revealed to yourself.

 

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A Grain of Truth

Why must it be

That every lie

Be shadowed by doubt

Because it contains within it

A grain of truth?

 

Are all of us

Speakers of a truth

That is only partial;

That in the expanse of life

Is but a grain?

 

Ask yourself

Is your truth unaccountable?

Is it inexpressible?

Does it need to create a lie

To be true in the first place?

 

And then,

Can such a truth, be true?

Can we find at all

A lie that is entirely true and

A truth that is not a partial lie?

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Come To Know Me Again

Can you at least try

To see me differently?

Can you go past

Your knowledge and your assumptions?

What you know

Has outlived its time

Your growing disdain and disagreement

Is an indication of

How out of sync you are

With the now.

 

Leave behind what you know

And become a stranger to me once again.

Let life unfold afresh

Leave behind memories

Of blossoms that were…

Time has changed me

I stand renewed and reborn

A new bloom in a new season.

Allow me to reintroduce myself

Come to know me again.

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Are You Ready for Departure?

Have you emptied your mind

Of all resentments and grudges

And offered it at the altar

Of an ever-present love

That has the heart-space

To let thoughts of all textures be?

 

Have you risen from the feeling of paucity and need;

Reclaimed your inheritance of abundance

And come to the realization

That your blessings far exceed your need;

Have you come to see

That to give is the only way to live?

 

Have you let go of all expectations

That external change

Must be ordered by your efforts

And instead re-directed

Your attention and work

Towards re-aligning yourself?

 

Have you understood

That you will not live forever

And that you are life’s guest;

A pilgrim on a journey…

Have you found as yet

What you are here to seek?

 

Have you embraced both

Strength and vulnerability

Gain and loss

Success and failure

Pleasure and pain

Requital and rejection?

 

Are you ready for your onward journey?

Have you packed in your magic-

That special power that life decorated you with?

That incredible ability to convert

Darkness to light; experience to wisdom and

Apprehension to love.

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When You Leave

When you leave…

Leave behind that part

Of yourself for me,

That was larger than

What photographs have captured;

Of greater dimensions than your physique-

Leave me with your immensities…

 

When you leave…

Allow me to move on

With the stories

Of your human-ness

So that I may

In my loss and vulnerability

Stand re-acquainted with my own…

 

When you leave…

Leave the door open

So that I can find you

In a space free of walls

And manufactured distances

Meet with me there…

Let’s get to know each other again.

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Cancelled

To be cancelled

Means to be denied existence…

To be deprived

Of the thrust of life…

To have something else

Chosen over that

Which could’ve been…

 

Cancellations

Are an act of fate;

Of circumstances beyond

What one is prepared for…

Like unexpected death

Cancellations can be painful;

Severed as they stand from intent.

 

Cancellations are life lessons

Through them you learn

That your plans

Can only take you so far

That life, like poetry

May only be expressed in a rhythm;

But you cannot guarantee a rhyme.

 

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Moved

To be moved

Is to be dissolved

In your own immensity

 

It is to meet another

Without prejudice and fear

In the depths of your own heart.

 

It is to come to see

That all stature and frame

Are ridiculous contrivances

 

To be moved

Is to be shifted

From picture to presence.