Poem 320 : Elegant Moves

 Elegant Moves

                             - T ABRAHAM

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Dancing dangles on a move,

Like air within a soft breeze,

Flowing within a sweet aroma,

Dandelions spreading apart,

Cherishing memories in air,

It reaches the farthest end,

Making it possible to think,

For the darker and deeper,

Imprints being made by ink,

Some may sing and some sink,

Musicality and mortality ends,

A magical life begins this day,

The miracle magic being used,

Not the other one being fused,

Stronger it becomes each day,

Confident and aloud one day,

Lone became unknown forever,

The crowd surrounds inevitably,

A life surrounding continuously.

Poem 319 : Twisted Words

 Twisted Words

                               - T ABRAHAM

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A tongue becoming flexible,

Devouring some fried edible,

Along with the twitching heat,

Becoming softer and irritable,

The lumps making it to limp,

Just watering solid and liquid,

Mixing and matching a noise,

Twisting the tongue to voice,

Clarity making a clever idea,

Crackling jokes out of a sound,

The delicacies might be devoured,

But words need to be conquered.

Poem 318 : Desired Destiny

 Desired Destiny

                                 - T ABRAHAM

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Switching between regular cycles,

Interchange between the binaries,

Dug deep into the hidden treasury,

Complicating a simple phenomena,

Being without it, seems incomplete,

Waiting for the right time to arrive,

For the journey towards the destiny,

Destined to be an unfulfilled dream,

Becoming a far and remote reality,

Destination produced by intermixing,

An intersection between these entity,

Falling between a dream and reality,

Finally reaching it after a long wait.

Poem 317 : Not Just A Dream

 Not Just A Dream

                                 - T ABRAHAM

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It does seem to be somewhere,

Nearer it does exist everyday,

But this existence within reach,

Seems to be a stronger illusion,

The reality and dream diffusing,

Never seem to remain confusing,

A red crucifix welcoming again,

The morning light after darkness,

Becoming bright each passing day,

Dozing off in the light of the day,

When it becomes a dazzling night,

Life being seen amidst the dark,

And life descending in the light,

When it is written by an unknown,

Someday this becomes well-known.

Poem 316 : Waiting In Agony

 Waiting In Agony

                                - T ABRAHAM

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The unfulfilled moving away,

A distance of unrest to test it,

Being a test to check the taste,

When it comes nearer some day,

It moves away towards farthest,

Of doubled the time and space,

Turning over into the vastness,

Or being demanded to repeat it,

Harmony turning itself down,

Trashing apart the disharmony,

Of belief becoming an unbelief,

Turning towards an origin traced,

Tracking down the strong roots,

Buried deep within and in-wait,

Agonised growth and shrinkage,

An agony which keeps hindering,

Still being watered and kept alive,

Turning it all over in a repetition,

A surrounding joy of a discovery,

Unraveled a truly hidden history,

Ultimately it solves the mystery.

Poem 315 : Inevitable Transience

 Inevitable Transience

                                    - T ABRAHAM

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Greetings heard aloud sometimes,

A little ingredient being a response,

Togetherness falling apart over time,

All parting and moving away always,

The shortest of days had been the best,

Longer the tiresome turns and twists,

Crackling voices and noises in the air,

Draining and fading of joyous clouds,

By each passing day it drifts its way,

Until it reaches the silent lone bay.

Poem 314 : Treasured Within

 Treasured Within

                               - T ABRAHAM

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The treasure chest present within,

Has a lock with only one key to use,

No duplicates or replicas allowed,

A unique key to unlock this chest,

Relocked and unlocked to cherish,

Preparing for screening the treasury,

Unbreakable it stays forever more,

An immortalised pleasure recorded,

Through words and works ongoing,

Sounds and silences accompanying,

A flying cap and the flowing cape,

Blackness denoting a misery present,

Choice being a distant dream going,

Moving far beyond to reach or hold,

Like a precious metal upon creation,

Losing it at the brink of holding it,

Traces found in the pages of history,

But no more to be found is a mystery,