Spirited

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Cutting across ages in minutes hence
I wrote down my mind in spirit tense
Of what seemed to me a life that ought
could make me a singer or poet of sorts-----
Childlike me in childhood days
could well be different in newer ways
and fair as make me lessons taught                                          
that minute measures in times have brought.   



A longing to start anew afresh
letters of insanity in phrases race
To regain the life and it's drops of dew
Cocktailed and flavored and matters few
Might land me in Saturn or Sachin's team  
or Bacchan's garden or Hussain's dream..

However------

Savour as much the knowledge I got
from books and friends and breaths that fought
to shape alike the like of me
Vicissitudes apart,in moments free---                                                
Suffered as much I did I strove;
Bedecked the soul with pearls of love 
What more could I or the world have done?
The message is hidden in the matrix One.  

               
Yet I think, do I have the say
to shape in me the matter that may                              
as much would be of good to the mass?                  
Reason suppress and comedy trans
Laughter reasoned; Smile's the escort
(of) Love to surrender at the Feet of the Lord.

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