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Words have POWER if used correctly, power to build, to create. Through this amazing tool we can co-create amazing realities. Yearnings... by Ashok K. Bhargava How can I be myself my own tree my own roots, branches, leaves my own flower in the morning of my own sun. I do not want to be someone in the doorway or the back alley or the main roads without night lights of my own moon. I walk with my own shadow pretending to be myself but I am not who I am all I am is my love for you. Without any centre my true self peels off in layers of memories, dreams, desires some experienced others unfulfilled. I remember not being myself my thoughts and promises yours or mine. I will be myself the day I catch winds with my own fingers to become fire with a passionate glow melt and crystallize into a rare and perfect glass. My reflections beaming through this glass would make the whole world sparkle like a kaleidoscope of multi-colored marbles and fill up the universe with love and joy. But then the fears in my heart pile up like the mountains. The promises of burning fires collapse into ashes. Would there be a moment that will make our paths converge? Hiding my emotions deep into the roots I am a tree. Unaware of self fluidity always on the go never returning to the source you are a river. How could the two possibly meet? Like a leaf blowing in the wind life tosses and tumbles up and down. When the wind stops the river turns silent leaves become motionless and lands on the river surface gently. My words are emotions torn between the true meanings and their interpretations. Peering inside of me I realize the impermanence of love changeable and removable with infinity on either side of it. I wonder which side of me really is me. Words link us my thoughts merge into yours become one bodies dissolve poetry emerges. Sometimes I am a stream rushing to reach the ocean. Sometimes I am a wave eager to reach the shores. Voiceless words vibrate against the skin of my watery desires. You ride the crests of my dreams and dive into the depths of the clouds where our souls meet and part. youtube/watch?v=LzzCEjxAnfk
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 12:19:06 +0000

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