Yoga Need

A series of yoga poses
in a flow
giving the heart peaceful roses
with thorns attached with misty glow

So ruined at times the mind feels
Disgusted thoughts with no place to scream
This series of poses relaxes me
Inside Out the body is relieved

Now the skin glows with the inner shine
Thoughts flow in a proper line
One should try it out as it is the need
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A cup of coffee with the past

Past longed to meet
My consent,for him, was a treat

Knowing now nothing exists
The feelings never persist

Time has stitched this heart
Now I too play smart

Negative has replaced with positive
Overtime have become more attractive

My love for me has increased
Lets just have a cup of coffee, please.


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Remembering your silhouette

It is strange
Can say weird
Saw a guy
With muscles and beard

Bus engine started
My eyes fixated
On the roads and vehicles
Not the passengers acting as mountain disciples

Sitting besides the drivers seat
Gazing the roads with hands on knees
How did I not see you before?
Realised it in the morning at 4.

Your silhouette shining
In the night filled with moonlighting 
Body structure and the voice
Attracted I was by my hearts choice

Hands in the trousers pockets
That relaxed and confident look, triggering my mind sockets
Awestruck I was with my head moving fast
Is he the one my love story needs as the main cast?

Drowsiness turned into deep sleep
You touched your finger on my knee
Opened my eyes found you moving towards the backseat
My elevated charm and blushing cheeks.

Wondering was it a positive signal
Now it seems everything was fictional
A deep urge to find him and contact
Is this the way I should react?


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Chatting with Past

Chatting with past
Present moving fast
Deciding about the future
While straightening my posture.

I am not ashamed
At least feeling not framed
Feelings once I held
Seem to have diminished and clearly dealt.

Roads of the heart are now empty
For the one I am waiting for shall be my bounty
Love in loads reside inside
Ice like sculpture from outside