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season’s greetings :)

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My lovely readers,

Just wanted to take a moment to thank you all for being a part of this space 🙂 Appreciate each and every one of you. Writing and poetry has been a sacred experience for me and if you can resonate with even a single post here, I’m humbled and grateful. As I went for a walk this beautiful morning, a realization surfaced that I thought I’d share. Three things of value that can’t be compromised – the company of loved ones, taking time to feed the soul and enjoying simple pleasures of life.

May this holiday season bring you warmth, love and all that you’re looking for.

Love and Light always,

Himani B

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clay

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Light
has always been there
never beyond reach
flickering
at times flaming wild
defined spaces
clear boundaries
but to have a heart
that has bled much
loved much
it is in darkness
that the human in me
comes to life.

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throbbing garden

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intoxicating
you and me
a divine musk

as love
writes
upon each verse

time
slithers away
distilling into memories

ours
shall be a memoir –
a throbbing garden
bursting with colours
in full bloom

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An absolute pleasure to collaborate once again with one of my most favourite photographer and artist Mariko Evans whose stunning work never ceases to inspire and amaze me. Collection of her work can be found at : http://myworldonmute.com and Facebook page : https://www.facebook.com/myworldonmute?ref=br_tf Thank you Mariko x

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departure

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your departure –
a breath of winter
dawning over a transparent lake

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Apologetic Rainbows

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Nostalgia of love and beauty in this pure poetry, another masterpiece from a beautiful soul. If you enjoyed this, I highly recommend checking his work at http://justbpoetry.wordpress.com 🙂

Just B Poetry

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Gold As the sun
We Marched to the Moon.
Tasting the Cosmos.
We Listened to light. . .
Leonardo of Vinci
Hear the cosmos?
The sound of Butterflies in flight
Flagellumless Motion.
Energy is Neither destroyed Nor transferred, only created.
Feel me?
The Rushing waters of truth
Tainted is the clarity.
I Jumped off the edge of the universe
Where is B going?
We will dance with the stars
Apologetic Rainbows.
I propose we End from the start.
Ti panemayesh?
The birth of a Rock.
We touched the sun.                        2B

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heart and mind of Just B

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Love? What of it?
A memory of the ways things
could be.
Gentle hands of time.
Hold me.

One of the rare gifted souls I’ve encountered on this path whose beautiful soul so effortlessly spills in words. Magic-like and profound. If you enjoyed this, you’ll love his work as much 🙂

Just B Poetry

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I exist in the depths of the shadow
     my mind.
My soul seeks comfort.
   The dew that collects
on the petals that glisten
   rays of sunshine.
Love? What of it?
   A memory of the ways things
could be.
  Some far off distant future
past rivers rushing childhood
  glimpses.
No more safety net daydream
  afternoons.
Spoon fed happiness tastes
   bitter as it curdles with age.
Home seems so far back the road
  is long with destination unknown.
Long winters.
  Stuck in the middle. I couldn’t
find my way if I turned back.
   Gentle hands of time.
Hold me.

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profound meeting

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the soul lights up
when it comes across
a sincere emotion

the fire in the eyes
the sun in each spark
burns away the shadows
of seeming separation

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raindrops

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and one day
they dripped
like pearls from heaven
splattering
one at a time
from her unrestrained soul
mirroring words
she could not utter
words that were often lost
lost in the depths of silence

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photograph courtesy Akhil Kayu

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‘.. you are free with me’
he said

I giggled –
knowing how I am
helplessly enslaved
by his mere touch

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pieces of you
etched in my skin
a dance of fate

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holy communion

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incidental silence

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artistic expression

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cold embers

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on days like this
words fail me
lost without you,
my steps falter
these lips tremble
and breath hardens

‘when will you come?’ my heart cries
‘melt my frozen body
in your warm embrace
give me a reason to stay alive,
wipe tears off my face?’

I wish you could see
how I await your arrival
lost in space and time,
wandering between
the dead and the divine

and when only stillness flows
in endless motion
how I lie scattered
in a grave
on the edge
of a glowing ocean

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a pleasure to collaborate with an artist whose work has moved me beyond words. Thank you M for being you and the beauty you have brought into my life through your photography – http://myworldonmuteblog.wordpress.com

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open arms

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