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Anaira’s Musings !!

-- The Almond Tree Speaks --

I wonder, if a tree could speak, what would it say,
Of the sun, moon and stars, and all the birds at play.
A tree’s life and well-being down from heaven sent,
Its prayerful aspirations found in uplifted limbs bent.

The sum of a tree’s life adds centuries to the hour,
The wind passes thru a tree, respectful of its power.
The tree’s protective awning invites birds to build a nest,
Birds fly free, but return to the tree to take their rest.

Standing as if on pedestal, bedecked in summer green,
In winter standing skeletal, stripped naked and mean.
Even the birds of summer all to the south have fled,
Forlorn, with its limbs empty-handed, its heart bled.

In autumn, approaching winter brings a tree to its knees,
The crimson-orange-golden leaves fly freely in the breeze.
Bravely waiting out winter as harsh freezing winds blow,
Standing like an expectant bride, dressed in a gown of snow.

If a tree could see itself in a mirror, it would feel proud,
God in compassion and mercy, this beautiful life allowed.
Speak to me of God, I once asked the almond tree,
In reply, the almost tree blossomed, God’s glory to see.
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—Ulljan the labyrinth—

In the maze of confusion, lost I roam
Ulljan, a labyrinth where doubts entomb.
Paths twist, decisions hang in the air,
Yet clarity seems beyond my prayer.

Each step a puzzle, each turn unclear,
In the chaos of choices, I persevere.
Seeking solace in the chaos' din,
Hoping clarity will eventually begin.

Ulljan, a paradox, a tangled vine,
Yet within its thorns, a path may shine.
Through the tangle, I strive to see,
A way out, to find tranquility.


In the labyrinth of life, I find my way,
Ulljan’s challenge, I dare to sway.
For in its confusion, I may yet find,
The clarity that soothes the restless mind
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-- The Experience of Happiness -

The experience of happiness feels for everyone the same,
Arrives from an unexpected realm with no one to blame.
Just as the perfume of the rose adds minutes to the hour,
The perfume of happiness intoxicates with special power.
How it settles into the mind and heart as morning dew,
Listen to the wind chimes that the summer breeze blew.
To savor the sweet aromas the garden flowers have spun,
To savor the taste of the day that the hours have wrung.

The experience of unhappiness feels for everyone different,
Also of an unexpected realm with no one feeling indifferent.
Just as the beauty of a rose marred by presence of a thorn,
So too the beauty of life marred by sorrows in being born.
One may lose a child thru the sickness of the terminally ill,
Another may suffer a broken-hearted love and its bitter pill.
Day by day life offers up its feelings that border on distress,
Miseries to remind of the wrongs that we need to confess.

The universe may be infinitely large and time may be eternal,
Yet happiness is found in the smallest of moments universal.

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-- The Man of Intent --

Where, oh where, be found a man of intent
Who does many things and knows what they meant.
He fills, like silver pennies, minutes to the hour;
He draws even the miniscule elements of power.
He goes about his business, indifferent and removed;
He betrays no raw emotions, only feelings soothed.
Yet whenever his sense of purpose is fully aroused;
He puts into action all the ideas he espoused.
Never deterred as he makes forward his way;
Never at a loss for the right word to say.
To act clear-eyed, quick, without compunction;
To only follow the rules of a justified injunction.
To do what is necessary with feelings of sentiment;
To journey the pathways of earth as a man of intent.

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-- Tumhare jane se --

In your departure, lessons I've learned,
Like pages of wisdom, life has turned.
Through tears that fell, I found my strength,
In solitude's embrace, I journeyed the length.

Tumhare jaane se, I discovered my voice,
In the silence, I made my choice.
To rise from the ashes, a phoenix I've become,
With newfound courage, I face what's to come.

Your absence taught me resilience's art,
To mend my broken pieces, to restart.
With every setback, I now see,
A chance for growth, a chance to be free.

Tumhare jaane se, I found my way,
Amidst the darkness, I found the day.
For in your leaving, I learned to thrive,
To embrace life fully, to truly be alive.
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Anaira_HH said:
-- Tumhare jaane se --

In your departure, lessons I've learned,
Like pages of wisdom, life has turned.
Through tears that fell, I found my strength,
In solitude's embrace, I journeyed the length.

Tumhare jaane se, I discovered my voice,
In the silence, I made my choice.
To rise from the ashes, a phoenix I've become,
With newfound courage, I face what's to come.

Your absence taught me resilience's art,
To mend my broken pieces, to restart.
With every setback, I now see,
A chance for growth, a chance to be free.

Tumhare jaane se, I found my way,
Amidst the darkness, I found the day.
For in your leaving, I learned to thrive,
To embrace life fully, to truly be alive.
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Nice saying 'Tumhare Jane se'
 
-- Kaamgaar Dost! --

In the hustle of work, amidst the grind,
My presence forgotten, left behind.
In the whirlwind of tasks, you disappear,
A silent observer, standing here.

Days turn to nights, seasons flow,
Yet in your world, I seem to go.
Forgotten amidst deadlines and chores,
In the labyrinth of duty, I explore.

Your dedication, a beacon bright,
But in its glow, I fade from sight.
The kaamgaar dost, lost in the race,
Forgets the bond, forgets my face.

Yet in the shadows, I silently stand,
A friend unseen, a helping hand.
For though you forget,I'll still persist,
In the heart's recesses, I exist.

So to the kaamgaar dost, I'll remain true,
In the background, supporting you.
For friendship's bond, though oft' ignored,
Is a flame that cannot be deplored.
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Anaira_HH said:
Kuch toh kabhi app bhi kehdein ..
Khamoshi aati hai aapki - toofan leke
Kashti ko kinara dein..
Ya dooba dein humne -
apni panahon mein leke
Ya lautenge toh..
Intezaar dedein
Raatein katati nahi..
Din bhi - imtihaan letein
Yeh mere haale e dil ke tumhe zimmedaar kehdein..
Ke bekhabar -hum zinda hein
Aapke hi aasare pe !!
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Hakikat na sahi tum khwab ban ke mila karo,
Bhatakte musafir ko chandani raat ban ke mila karo
 
Anaira_HH said:
Mujhe har pal tera intezar rehta hai..
Hr lamha tera ehsaas rehta hai…
Tuj bin dhadkan ruk si jaati hai..
Tu dil mein dhadkan banke rehta hai!!
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Wo raaj ki tarah meri baton me tha
jugnu jaise meri kali raton me tha
kissa kya sunau tumhe kal raat ka
sitaron ki bhid me wo chand mere hathon me tha !!
 
Thank you Romeos for taking time to read like and contribute … ur presence here means a lot.

Rockss you r omnipresent here for every time I post and seeing ur Lille is an encouragement to keep posting.

Thank you everyone who have taken time to read appreciate and share their thoughts here and on Zozo PM.
 
-- The Experience of Happiness --


The experience of happiness feels for everyone the same,
Arrives from an unexpected realm with no one to blame.
Just as the perfume of the rose adds minutes to the hour,
The perfume of happiness intoxicates with special power.
How it settles into the mind and heart as morning dew,
Listen to the wind chimes that the summer breeze blew.
To savor the sweet aromas the garden flowers have spun,
To savor the taste of the day that the hours have wrung.

The experience of unhappiness feels for everyone different,
Also of an unexpected realm with no one feeling indifferent.
Just as the beauty of a rose marred by presence of a thorn,
So too the beauty of life marred by sorrows in being born.
One may lose a child thru the sickness of the terminally ill,
Another may suffer a broken-hearted love and its bitter pill.
Day by day life offers up its feelings that border on distress,
Miseries to remind of the wrongs that we need to confess.

The universe may be infinitely large and time may be eternal,
Yet happiness is found in the smallest of moments universal.

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Happiness​

We often wonder,
where happiness starts.

The journey usually begins,
in our individual hearts.

Each of us possesses,
our happiness view.

We must stick to our values,
in the mirror we must be true.

Spending time with others,
who we love and deeply care.

It's these simple moments in time,
every day we'd love to share.

All the fortunes in this world,
shall not make our spirits sing.

It's amazing how much joy,
a baby's laughter seems to bring.

Happiness is processed,
a million times inside each mind.

The secret is no secret,
just be positive and kind.

This feeling that we seek,
does not depend on age.

We truly hope it follows us,
as we turn another page.
 
Pursuit of Happiness​
To a sunshine morning,
she woke up with a grin.
Another gloomy day,
she felt inside her skin.

Summer Saturday,
this meant she was free.
Maybe all she needed,
was a little shopping spree.

A couple hours later,
it was total bags galore.
The stuff did not erase her grin,
yet she wanted plenty more.

She stared at the thief of time,
on the couch she seemed so tired.
Nothing on the millionth channel,
she noticed that inspired.

Her anxiety and gloom,
grin openly confessed.
She dreamed of buying a life,
with happiness and zest.

But then she heard the doorbell,
a loving, dear, old friend.
Happiness arrived,
for that grin, it was the end
 
Anaira_HH said:
Thank you Romeos for taking time to read like and contribute … ur presence here means a lot.

Rockss you r omnipresent here for every time I post and seeing ur Lille is an encouragement to keep posting.

Thank you everyone who have taken time to read appreciate and share their thoughts here and on Zozo PM.
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It's my pleasure
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