
A Little Prayer
O Lord of Grace and Mercy!
Please keep away from me
What keeps me away from You
And Please bring close to me
What brings me close to You.
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The Secret In Her Eyes
A Divine Love Story Inspired by Rumi and Astronomy
Walking down the street, feeling lame
I hear someone calling my name
With a voice that makes each syllable sing
With a voice, both seductive and comforting.
I turn around and catch a glimpse
Of her beautiful crimson lips
and her milky white teeth as they peek
Pink roses blooming on her cheeks
Her flowing chestnut hair
that gleams shades of burgundy
as the sunlight pours like honey
It’s her…
It’s the girl
whose blue eyes,
I have never dared,
not even once, to stare
Because when she is around
My heart starts to race
My mind slows to a crawl.
I freeze in my place
and quickly lower my gaze
But this time is different
This time she has me trapped
with my back against the corner
and she slowly walks closer
I try hard to stay on my feet
as the distance shrinks to two feet
With no choice left, I finally look up
Our eyes meet and her gaze locks
I feel lightheaded, my mirror fogs
All I can think of is the smile
in her deep blue eyes
and the galaxy of stars
that joyfully dance inside…
They leave me mesmerized
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I Am A Needle in a Haystack
An Ode to Misfits
I am a needle in a haystack
Buried deep inside
A mountain of dry grass
I cannot stretch or bend
as we are so tightly packed
Yes, I am a bit different
So, they call me the shiny chap
One day I woke up
With a tingle in my leg
and a jingle in my head
I started moving
without my will or control
What started as a slow swing
Quickly turned into rock ’n roll
There were a few odd looks
then whispers behind my back
But when I started spinning
And crashing right and left
The few murmurs grew
into a loud chorus
of an angry, judging crew
They said: —There are rules in our society
You stay still and smile politely
Look at all your brethren
Why can’t you be more like them?
I said: –I am sorry
But it’s involuntary
What moves me is this music
Don’t you guys really hear it?
They were both frustrated and sad
They whispered among themselves
–He was always the odd one out
But he has finally gone mad
As they turned around and left
I was the society’s outcast
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An Unusual Love Story
You and me
Two prisoners of destiny
Our souls, created together
Like a lock and the key
We were two feathers
from the arrow of Cupid
They named us David and Ingrid
Without me, you’re incomplete
Without you, I quiver and wilt
Yet duty keeps us apart
They say, love is a luxury
that we cannot afford
As we are the guardians
of a beautiful blue orb
After all, David and Ingrid
We are two dutiful eye-lids
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The Wise Teacher
A wise teacher is like a mother sheep
She distills the essence of her own food
To feed her lamb pure, nourishing milk
Unlike a crow, who feeds her chick
Half-chewed, regurgitated worms
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Soulmates
I have many friends
I laugh and play with
But ask about my soulmates
Those who really, truly get me
Who revel in my bliss
And bleed for my agony
I have maybe one
Or two—not three
But next to each one
The treasure of King Solomon
Is worth less than a dead flea
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Mirrors
The World needs more mirrors
So that we can see ourselves
With all the faults and errors
That we think only afflict others
I need a big polished mirror myself
To grant me the gift of self-awareness
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