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Finding me

Destiny, clutter and misgivings
Ensuing heart breaks and tears
Tore us apart
I departed to be never found

I went away
Searching the solitude
From love and hatred
I turned away
And somehow in that numbness
you found me

Abandoning my ambition
My empire
I searched for the humble abodes
With a quitened demeanor
You found me
Calming my insides

Countless circles and people
Brought me to reality
Love and friendships
Showered again
Watching over me patiently
And in these priceless moments
You found me

Years and years of my apathy
And ages of your foreboding
Obliterating the past
With a hopeful future
In my own bedlam of emmotions
You found me

With a boquet of yellow & red roses
You found me
When my recluse was unhindered
With a toothy smile
And a diamond ring
You found me

We were always destined to meet
To fall apart time and again
Estranged and broken we were
Chaotic in our jingling lives
And yet you found me.

And you have finally reclaimed me
Like the ocean that reclaims its lands
Wave by wave
Inch by inch
Soul by soul

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Travel musings – Jaswant Thada

So he will come to you

When you are laughing raucously

Least aware of his lingering looks

And eyes that refuse to leave your presence.

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Young maiden so full of life
Why bother about that
Man in strife
Give him positive vibes
And let him go

And he will come to you
When you are least aware
Staring at the whites of the fluffy skies
Dispersing in the blues

Stop yourself from caring too much
His life belongs to him
And yours to you

So he will come to you
When you are laughing raucously
Least aware of his lingering looks
And eyes that refuse to leave your presence

Build your enchanting world
Around yourself
With least care
For his judgments
And his cares

But he will come to you
When you are yourself
Abandoning your poise
And drenched in wild abandon

And he is there
When you have forgotten him
Forgotten your yearnings for him
Forgotten your love for him

There, there
He is laughing
He is smiling
Welcoming you with open arms
And an open heart

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Your smile – II

Blushing away anxiously
Tripping on my coffee
On our first date
You made me smile

Laughing hysterically
On my lame puns
While teasing me
About my eccentricities
You made me smile

Quietly watching you
Playing with the parrots
Swirling your stole
Around the bougainvilleas
My heart smiled

Flaring with life
You made me smile
Your ceaseless passion
Made me beam
In success and in failure
We twinkled

And now, while I lie motionless
Speechlessly glimpsing you
In my last moments
You continue to make me smile