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Battles Known-Unknown!!

You try to make the worst seems better 
You try to make look yourself strong
You try to find the deserted core
You try to find the excuses untold
You try to search the keys of unopened doors
You try to search the lost qualms
You try to sail that dried ocean
You try to sail that fallen cloud
You try to climb that collapsed mount
You try to climb that cut-down trees
You try to absorb all the guilts
You try to absorb all the sins
Barren land, all deserted and bruised
Old wounds cut open, stinging more
Millions of reasons to give up
Millions of reasons to let go
But you try to fight, you try to fight
Those battles are known but unknown
Breaking the barriers, cracking the fence
Smashing the palaces of solaces
Boundaries undefined and vague
Comforts don't captivate and excite
Invisible passages enchant
Quest to find that lost soul
Quest to find that abandoned self
You feud, you resist
You withstand, you keep
Those unknown battles which are known.
©Era Singh

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Saturday Six Word Story #16 – Water

For Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #56 – September 19, 2020 – WATER

Here are my takes-

1. Only planet with water, but till?

2. Polluted water leads to many diseases.

3. They don’t know about water conservation.

4. Freshwater springs are drying, endangered existence.

5. Suffering from hydrophobia – fear of water.

6. Many areas don’t have water supply.

7. He blacked out because of dehydration.

8. Water everywhere, but can’t drink it.

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Assimilate it…

Sometimes you just keep on dragging things, digging the grave, buried them so deep, making a mausoleum, but is it really so? No argues, no ego, no screams, no cries, no sobs, a silence of eternity till, till it starts killing you inside. Do you try to listen? The plants having those strong roots of pain with leaves of grief, growing on the tomb. It keeps on heaping, to erupt. It grows, till it makes cracks on that crypts, on the surface to come out.

You argue, with yourself, for yourself. You shout, you disguise, to protect yourself, from your temperaments. You keep on running, to find the place, desired one, secure one, will you ever be able to, with all your personalities, same person, different identities. Are you normal? Do you know even yourself? Whom are you really safeguarding? Yourself or your attitudes?

Ego, superego, id clashes, all the time. Are you aware enough? Conscious enough to distinguish? Do you hear the sounds of these conflicts? You know the way, still, you do not know. Accept or not, this is what it is and will always be. It is hidden yet so evident, not with these eyes, not with these senses you comprehend. Absorb the essence and engulf it, you know what it is?

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Reason…

Image credit- Elena Mozhvilo- Unsplash

(For the visually challenged readers, the image shows an incomplete watercolor on open pages of a notebook. There are tubes of colors next to it and some painting paraphernalia )

For Sadje’s What do you see # 47- 14 September’20

Those are her hidden treasure, which she keeps away from the eyes of everybody, her painting paraphernalia, those colors, those brushes, the canvas, used to give her happiness, her own little world of imagination. How she wanted to become a famous painter one day but never got the opportunity. Memories run down her mind when Avika is showing this to her friend, Mansi.

Those are so beautiful, Avika but why all your paintings are incomplete, complete them, you are such a wonderful artist , Mansi asked her.

I don’t want them to complete, never ever, dont want to end my ray of hope to live, that till these painting is there, I will keep on fighting this cancer, Avika said staring at her painting and with glimpses of her life in it.

But what if it gets completed?

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Maybe…

Perhaps we all are living in the hex, some kind of magic or dream, Maybe we all are trapped in some bubble, Possibly there is actually no Time, Maybe someone is controlling us, maybe we all are in a simulation, one day that bubble will burst or we will wake up from that dream, facing the reality.

I want to but still don’t want to, maybe we love this trance, a spell of vicinities, perhaps this is best for us but maybe it is not, and what we don’t know certainly what we are not, entangled in the coop. Liberation from? or perhaps it is reality and we are just doing imagination.

Recovery under process, maybe lessons before facing the existing and breathing?

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उठ देख जरा …

माना रात अंधेरी है सुबह होने में थोड़ी देरी है 
पर तू ऐसे सो नहीं सकता, तुझे खुद को जगाना है
पर तू ऐसे रुक नहीं सकता, थक नहीं सकता
क्यों रोता तू क़िस्मत पर
उसके आँचल में क्यों सिसकियाँ भरता
ये तेरी ही दास है,तू क्यों निराश है
जो नहीं मिला,जो बीत गया
जो आने वाला है जो चला गया है
उसका गम क्या करता है
तू क्यों खोता ऐसे आस है, सोच जरा
तेरी इच्छाशक्ति बड़ी या भाग्य
एक ठोकर से ही तू डर नहीं सकता है
ऐसे छुप कर,सहम कर बैठ नहीं सकता
अभी तो पूरी जंग है बाक़ी,डर नही सकता
तुझे खुद को हराना है, खुद को और तपाना है
दीये की लॉ है तू,रोशन करना एक जमाना है
खुद की तलाश कर, खुद को पहचान जरा
उस ज़िद, उस आशा का दामन थाम जरा
सोना नहीं रातो को तुझे,तुझे ख़ुद को जागना है
खेलता तू अंगारों से, आग से क्यों घबराना है
चलता अकेला अंजान राहो पर, क्या भय है
सागर से भी गहरा, तेरा आत्मविश्वास है
माना रात अंधेरी है सुबह होने में देरी है
तू सो नहीं सकता, तुझे खुद को जगाना है
हारा कब तू किसी से, हारा तू खुद से
अब और नहीं, खुद को खोज ले फिर से।
©ईरा सिंह

The poem I wrote above has been inspired by the following poem which I wrote a few years back, I hope you liked it.

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Footprints of spirit

Image credit: Dan Grinwis- Unsplash
(For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a person walking in a desert, dwarfed by huge sand dunes. A long line of their footsteps can be seen behind them)

For Sadje’s What do you see # 46 – 7 September 2020
Walking all alone
In the desert of life
Leaving the footprints
Omnipresent in this universe
Journey of origins
Various births you take
Unique in all ways  
Carrying the burdens
From one to another
Pulled apart and aloof
As if the outside this mortal world
Become formless, indefinite
The only energy you feel
Roaming with the shadows
Tramping with gloom
In search of the absolute truth
In search of the final destination
Away from the hallucinations of oasis 
Away from the illusions of delusions
© ERA SINGH

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There is the fire within….

It's hidden, It's apparent 
It's small, It's big
There is the fire within
Burning brighter than the fire around
Nothing was too painful to survive
Reminiscences of past, Fantasies of future
Perceptions of the present
Memories haunts, Expectations kill
Disappointments and let downs
Misgiving answers
We pursuit and plan
Making it more tormenting
Agonizing the whole soul
There is the fire within
Scorching brighter than the dawn
Sparkling and radiating
Spreading out among the stars
Illuminating the cosmos around
Atomic collisions of the thoughts
Reflections and impressions
The most powerful weapon
There is the sun within
There is the fire within
Maybe a missile or lantern
Maybe the destroyer or keeper
Maybe little, maybe unknown
See the smoke, feel the heat
vaporized the deceptions
faded the notions
There is the fire within
©ERA SINGH

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Saturday Six Word Story #15- Success

For Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #54 – September 5, 2020 – SUCCESS

1. Success held different significance for everyone.

2. Who defines what actually success means?

3. Running after success since eyes open.

4. Happy after her first successful surgery.

5. Entrance exams, high expectations, she succeeds?

6. Success is always a lousy teacher.

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It rises up…..

Ian Dooley- Unsplash
( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a sky full of hot air balloons in various colors. The nearest one shows a couple in the basket with an operator)


FOR SADJE’S What do you see # 45 – 31 August 2020
When gravity playing tricks 
Trying to pull it down
It rises up, It rises up high
In the sky, wishing to touch the stars
Driven with the fire within
Against all the odds
Against all the qualms
Spread the wings and fly away
Exploring higher height
Looking at the pinnacle
It rises up, it rises up high
It rises up from the burdens
It rises up from the skepticism
It rises up from the dust
Unstoppable and never look back
Follow its path, not afraid
Between the realms of life
It rises up, it rises up high
Spreading happiness and delight
©ERA SINGH

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