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Preaching tenderness
he smiled at her, steaks on grill
now picnic for one
– Mark L. Lucker
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Poem 23
The Diary of a Young Girl
May you be reborn in another timeline where chaos does not exist
May you only be confined from being hurt and not for being free
May you be known for a book of love and not of sorrow
May you be reborn in a paradise and have an endless tomorrow
You are the perpetual mind my world needs today
always
and
forever
23 .Murder
Chandeliers swayed,
moths confused,
dark night, loud storm,
stage was set,
the murder was done,
in the altar,
with God as witness,
a life was taken,
no one resurrected.
The Old Man and The Sea (Hour 23)
Gently, old man, gently
As you row towards dark uncertainty and the expectation
of many years past.
Gently, as the horizon blurs, conspires with the dark sea
to trammel your progress
Look not at the furrowed skyline, or the darkening skies
for the prize is your journey’s worth.
Now the Great White shows forth in a streak of silver,
disappearing in a froth even before you can make ready your line.
It will come, old man, it will come.
And again it comes, taunting, baring two endless rows of sparkling white teeth and-
Your line’s taut-
and you must secure your prize on the stern, head back to the shore.
Gently, old man, gently,
Now the shore is in sight and your joy froths over
Alas, your prize is gone and in its stead
the leftover skeleton of the Great White, whose flesh has fed
many predators along the way.
Gently, old man, take life as it comes.
Gently.
Poem 11 – A Thousand Splendid Suns
Oh this book!
It has my heart.
I haven’t read it multiple times
But only once
But the one time
Made such an impact
The love for the country
For stories of that land
I went on a spree
Reading stories from Afghanistan
Khaled Hosseini, Nadia Hashmi, so many more!
The war, the loss, the spirit of the land
Oh it’ll always be in my heart
This book and the stories of this land.
Life is a ride
Hour – 14
Life is unexpected,
Momentary at the same time,
Every second is unpredictable
beautiful at the same time,
sometimes it gets difficult
But Amusing at the same time,
It gets sometimes monotonous,
A ready smile at the same time
Often it throws hailstorms
Sweet drizzle at some time.
It is not always uniform
Wax and wane work as its fuel
So just go with the flow
No matter how hard it gets
One day you will glow
Yes! Life is like a book,
Every chapter of it is interesting
Just look around, find your happiness
Keep progressing.
Aditi Dixit
#23- A Thousand Splendid Suns
An uncanny friendship between two women
Bonded through pain and suffering
Eventually, they escaped, but how and when
Night chnges
Hour – 13
Isn’t it beautiful
The way night changes
Isn’t it soulful
the way the sun shines
Still, sometimes I feel uneasy,
Often I get distressed
What made me this cold
thinking about every night
Everything changing so fast
seeing the days pass
my heart feels deserted
I turn numb every night
Even knowing my worst enemy is overthinking
I couldn’t stop it from controlling my mind
I just wondered
why am I here
Do I have to achieve something
Or I have to reach somewhere
But it always left me frightening
how quickly the time flies
how fast the night changes
The reason behind my anxiety wasn’t that I have a limited period
But it was fear of failure that made me
Worried
Nervous, if ill make it to where I dream
Scared with the thought, what if I won’t succeed
what if I failed to get the life I have pledged
With every passing second
the distress gets heightened
there is no means to avoid worrying
there is no route to curb overthinking
all I can do is, conquer my fear
Make it my armor
I am strong and this thought will always empower
And keep me enlightened
To achieve height I determined.
Aditi Dixit