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,

Poem 313 : Transient Lavishness

 Transient Lavishness

                                 - T ABRAHAM

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Delicious and tempting treats,

In long run will cause a threat,

Threat towards the basic living,

Treating everyday pretty lavishly,

Not the paper nor metal remains,

It melts away into nothingness,

Cruelty and rude crimes comes,

Saved from this heavy distress,

By the delicacy made out of love,

A saviour giving a hand to hold,

Clinging over towards kindness,

Sharing becomes a nasty ambush,

When the aching pain smells fishy,

Not knowing its origin and start,

Deciphering it from the premises,

Slightly dropping a warning sign,

To warn and align with the crowd,

But never to be very rude and loud.

Poem 312 : Unstable Utterance

 Unstable Utterance

                                - T ABRAHAM

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The thoughtless making a sound,

It starts to spin round and round,

Toxins and fog fills all around it,

Smoke becoming a strong smog,

A massive mountain in the dark,

Keeping away from an intoxication,

Lights filling the vastness of land,

Greenery seems dull and gloomy,

In darkness it gains only a gloom,

No thoughtful word is being heard,

With the blackened souls lingering,

Letters filled with bitter insanity,

The sanity flew somewhere away,

Dust and dirt in their breath is felt,

Remaining numb and unfelt to live,

Just to exist is not the game to play,

To live and sustain is in clear action,

Seen the worse already in the past,

To be unfelt and also not to be lost.

Poem 311 : Death Of A Filler

 Death Of A Filler

                               - T ABRAHAM

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The blabbering noise unheard,

Shivering words have no work,

A scribble and wobble troubles,

Being rough and raw for a struggle,

Insane giggles and sounds to hear,

Heavy breath is not a heavenly bliss,

Stammering tongues getting twisted,

Stuck up with abundant thoughts,

Turning the keys to unlock the best,

Clearing away the traumatic ones,

No more trauma and drama to play,

Blissful life becoming a molding clay,

Unmold and remold as per your need,

Removing the weak stutter to succeed.

Poem 310 : Spontaneity In Action

 Spontaneity In Action

                                     - T ABRAHAM

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Flowing like the fuming red lava,

Breaking the boundaries to glow,

When utterance is ready for a flow,

Miraculous words found in ample,

Works simply to be kept as sample,

A display of the brighter yesterday,

The dark past racing to move away,

Buried inside a complexing psyche,

Break open the lock without the key.