Poetry


She believes in the power of wishes
In healing laughter and true love’s kisses
Waiting for her love to find her, one day
Sighing in sweet anticipation she prays…

~Richa

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Those who trampled over you are long forgotten
No not forgotten…  just not important
So what hurts so much, still?
Making it hard to breathe life in

It’s not the memory of the past,
But the wait for the future… at last
Telling yourself to wait, wait for your day…
It will be here … some day

Wait… wait for your day

~Richa

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Melancholy, c.1801 Giclee PrintSomething flutters … rises up,
Starts taking form and then stops

Dying off into the distant dusk
A phantom in the settling dust

Its existence proven by
The melancholy left behind

~Richa

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Flamenco IIAt first it was an open fearful struggle
Learning the skills from the masters
Fearfully practicing these skills brought
Sweat, fear and the master’s angry retorts

As time changed, shifting around her
The struggles turned a strange corner
Fear was shoved behind hidden walls
As she worked with a fake, calm façade

By and by the world accepted freely
This fake outward calm as reality
And suddenly she understood
What lay beneath the master’s hood

They, the masters, didn’t know it all
They only conquered their fluttering heart
So with time, familiarity re-placed fear
And she became one of them. A fearless Master!

~Richa

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Female Head (La Scapigliata), c.1508 by Leonardo da Vinci

Dreaming of a love that her heart desires

 

A blissful sweetness that envelops the world
In its golden… warm… honeyed languor

An enchanting, exciting, electric presence
Making her heart float in its incense

A safe haven that is her anchor
As she charts stormy, choppy waters

Together discovering the worlds spoils
Or staying at home, with a warm fire

It can be all that and a lot more
With the one that shares her soul

Dreaming of a love that her heart desires…

~Richa

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Close-up of Green Blades of GrassThe cool air on my face in the morning

A song in my ears that’s positively rocking

The memory of my sleeping son, smiling

When I kissed him goodbye this morning

 

My heart lifts, and my soul smiles

 

I spend the day in work, and compete against myself

Proud of my work, irrespective of its significance

Productivity, utilization, performance numbers sway

Battles lost and won, lil triumphs pepper my day

 

My heart lifts, and my soul smiles (although a lil tired this time)

 

I anticipate an evening in my lil one’s presence

Music, playfulness and nothing of any consequence

Watching movies late night or just sleeping away

To awake another day, and hopefully repeat today

 

My heart lifts, and my soul smiles

 

I am in love with today. I am in love with life

I hope this love affair lasts a lifetime!

~Richa

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Forest Path by Hein Van Den HeuvelThe world goes about its business, quietly
Searching in the cupbooard of my memory
I strive to ferret out one pure strand
of raw emotion and come up with an empty hand
nothing bursts with joy or aches with unseen wounds…
nothing at all… isn’t that wonderful?

~Richa

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Pummelled down, fists flying left and right
Black and blue and aching all over from the fight
No! don’t hit back… hold your breath and wait
wait… wait… wait… No!…No!… not yet… wait
 
Let flames lick your lungs…as your breath burns
Calmly the clock ticks along… and the wheels turn…
Now!… it’s your time, don’t wait another second
Lunge forward and hit hard… don’t miss a single shot

Now the fists fly again, with blinding might
Running the enemy to the ground in a flash of light
Gloriously victorious he gets up from the mess
The victor walks away… without looking back

~Richa

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Infinity by Gary FayeMy heart sinks and sinks lower
My brain is at a standstill, frozen over
Paralyzed with morose, I cannot think
But, I can’t afford this time I am losing

I have to go on, if I want to survive this trench
I take a deep breath, and dive in the deep end
Slowly the haze starts lifting from my mind
The wheels in my brain start moving again

I smile, looking back at my earlier state
First step had been the toughest one to take
Everything after that just led me on
On to the grail and far beyond

~Richa

© 2008 Richa

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War and Peace by Pablo Picasso

Grim darkness cloaking her life

Compressing the space inside

Her breath stifled in the heavy air

She closes her eyes in despair

 

Quietly in her mind, she prays at the altar

Prays for a tear… a tiny drop of water

That will ease the oppressing weight

Settled in her breast like a deadweight

 

As she prays, her eyes settle upon

The cherubic face that looks on

Dark eyes looking at her gravely

Saying, His world depends on her sanity

 

She drinks back the tiny salty drops

Clinging to the edge, about to fall

And prays for time when the tears can fall

And then off her shoulders the weight will fall

 

~Anamika

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