Poem 322 : New Beginning

 New Beginning

                              - T ABRAHAM

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Seems to start to fade and die,

The fused bulbs and darkness,

Warmth dying out for coldness,

The smog glooming all around,

Pungent odours starts to tickle,

Foreign force pacing to mingle,

New noises beginning to jingle,

New tracks laid to move forward,

An extended travel without hurry,

To remove the fatiguing worry,

Doubling the dreams and hope,

Becoming a place easy to cope,

The gateway being made to close,

For a new path of luxury is posed.

Poem 321 : Forced Apart

 Forced Apart

                              - T ABRAHAM

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Multiple passages and paths coming,

Multitude turning towards similitude,

Multiple streams and the mainstream,

Some branching towards the upstream,

The flow becoming hard and tougher,

Against upholding forces it does move,

Slowly and gently flowing to follow up,

Reaching towards an unreachable destiny,

To be present in every corner of the world,

Some towards the forcing downstream,

Raging force that pulls further downwards,

Easy to flow, also to get dirty and defiled,

Amidst the rocks, soil and hidden toxins,

None to uphold or withhold the disease,

Hidden and dead forever towards the end,

Where unrest and distress glooms around,

The choice becomes either wise or foolish,

To be known as huge success or a failure.

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.