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We live in Unromantic times …

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When was the last time something MAGICAL happened to you? ... The twinkling eyes of surprise, honest eagerness, the midnight oil, the elation of possession of something awaited or the presence of a loved one and all those little things that made everyday feel like a romance with life, are lost somewhere. These are for sure unromantic times! These are times when we fail to remember the last time we felt things were magical enough to make us feel reality as only a passing and that there is something greater and better. I wish I could be there on spring afternoons when eager children awaited the keeper to go off sight, to break into a protected mango orchard, armed with self-made catapults & stones. Mango trees with branches heavy of ripe fruit - a bright pleasant sight - struck free of their weight by the children who then devour the mangoes – a fresh yellow & green. My fervent heart fantasizes the times when love letters and stolen moments captured in poetry were treasured as m

~ Pursuit of Love ~

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Oh blessed are thee, those hurt in love. Of journey’s done in the pursuit of happiness This be the noblest of them. ~ Arun Raj ~ Images from Krista - Pulitzer Prize-winning photojournalist

~ Dancing for Wings ~

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I danced until my heart cried Praying wings for my feet – they pained. Awaited now the flight. ~ Arun Raj ~

~ Sweet Pain of Love ~

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So blue my heart of the pain of love, That the red of my blood turns green In the envy of its displeasure ! ~ Arun Raj ~

~ Spirit Free ~

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I bathed in the light of a thousand candles. To yellow to white and to gas I turned. And now free of my body at last; I can fly beyond my human boundaries cast. ~ Arun Raj ~ March 16, 2010 Image Credits - Richard R Young

Pictures - Friends lost, Love found

Some pictures of a past Long behind - stand out! Of friends, lovers & moments Set apart by time, captured in Pictures. A cup of tea, a shared smoke, A cake smudged across faces, T-shirts worn alike or the cheap hang-outs We spent time at - all shine clear now. Oh younger we were As babies, brothers, sisters and Trying Teenagers. Unbound, unfolding like an intense book. Tears find the corners of the eyes Like a puppy to its ball. An overwhelmed heart Pumps out emotions lost. The age of each picture evident In pecks of dust gathered, The crumbles on some And the tear on others. Our faces growing older The signs of age taking over. People in our arms changing But not the love we share. Some love of a past Long behind - comes back! Of friends, lovers & moments Set apart by time, captured in Pictures. ~ Pushku (Arun Raj), 17.08.2010 ~ Dedicated to Shiju, Jikku, Pappi, Jestin, Lisha, Ashi & Albert who know me best as 'Pushku' - Love you guys :)

A Woman I knew

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I once knew a woman. Light as a feather she tread; Watching every stone underneath, As she took each step Lost in the delight Of watching her own steps take flight. I once waited for her On a busy street – eager. Around the corner I keep watching; A minute – a decade, and A second – a year, it feels, But time had lost its purpose. I once sat with her – listening keen; Of poets living from the pages Of books – worn, and words – animate. My time was now a machine; Tick-tock it did. But my heart – anew, Sang to me – ‘The beginning, the end is all here!’. I once sat to write a song about her. I strung a few words together, on a stray paper. And I wished they felt fit in her tribute. But they ran away – insecure! Into a jungle of memories; All they send back was – Special! I once sat with her across A table - uneasy between us! Something in her sent me fetching Each time I looked at her. As if my words eloped With her singing spirit. I once walked alongside her In loops around – as no end s