Tears

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Tears our strange loyal companions constant and dependable deeply entrenched within their presence is difficult to define 
These lustrous shimmering drops these precious pearls a privy to a vast tumultuous world of restrain and constrain oft seek to breach all confines
They are the poetic eloquence of unspoken words conflicting emotions and some varied distractions and attractions difficult to decline
Often present as drops so pure and divine gracefully poised like dew drops on rosy cheeks with beauty to outshine any shrine
A sacred stream placid and gently flowing washing and cleansing accumulated dust and grim to reawaken the goodness and the soul to shine
So stubborn and persistent they know no reason or season they favor no friend nor foe no occasion nor moment their intention is not to sideline
Often whimsical and defiant they brook no control never on a leash chide them reprimand them always rebellious they…

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Tears

Veena's avatarRecollections At Fall


Tears our strange loyal companions constant and dependable deeply entrenched within their presence is difficult to define 
These lustrous shimmering drops these precious pearls a privy to a vast tumultuous world of restrain and constrain oft seek to breach all confines
They are the poetic eloquence of unspoken words conflicting emotions and some varied distractions and attractions difficult to decline
Often present as drops so pure and divine gracefully poised like dew drops on rosy cheeks with beauty to outshine any shrine
A sacred stream placid and gently flowing washing and cleansing accumulated dust and grim to reawaken the goodness and the soul to shine
So stubborn and persistent they know no reason or season they favor no friend nor foe no occasion nor moment their intention is not to sideline
Often whimsical and defiant they brook no control never on a leash chide them reprimand them always rebellious they…

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Boulevards & Aisles – A Summation Of Life

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In rumination and deliberation to examine and awaken the complexity and complexion of human relations and connections
Connections are invisible skins ever so delicate and fine yet tenacious steadfastly bound by unwarranted affection and affiliation
A succession of memorable moments and selfless benefaction deeply entrenched guarded blindly to discord and dissonance
Yet to profess the permanence of absolute unbroken chaste association is a fallacy  and there is veracity in periodic disconnection and reconnection.

The body mind and the spirit a bonding eternal and sublime is a wonderful connection a harmonious coherence of worldly orientation
The immortal soul enshrined in a mortal existence is a sacred connection of the temporal and the spiritual consciousness
A brief interlude a seamless connection a process in transit to bind simple self consciousness to cosmic extension
In adherence to the natural and physical law the perishable perishes the imperishable set free to transcend to divination.

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The Fumes

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Photo by Jugendra Jadon. Follow his blog here https://livetophotoshoot.wordpress.com/

You wish to venture out,
Out in the valley of love and hope.
But what you inhale
Is the toxic fume of hate !

You wish to see those
Welling eyes, the eyes welling
With compassion and faith.
But those eyes, induce fires of rage !

My dreams are burning
Our world is getting choked.
There’s a drought in our valley,
The valley we dream to grow !

©2020 Piyush Singh

Hate knows nothing but Chaos ,

Kindness knows nothing but love and order !

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The Fumes

singhpiyush6089's avatarThe Perceptions Square

Photo by Jugendra Jadon. Follow his blog here https://livetophotoshoot.wordpress.com/

You wish to venture out,
Out in the valley of love and hope.
But what you inhale
Is the toxic fume of hate !

You wish to see those
Welling eyes, the eyes welling
With compassion and faith.
But those eyes, induce fires of rage !

My dreams are burning
Our world is getting choked.
There’s a drought in our valley,
The valley we dream to grow !

©2020 Piyush Singh

Hate knows nothing but Chaos ,

Kindness knows nothing but love and order !

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Blooming thoughts

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A man has at least one weakness inside him. But we consider that one weakness as the center of our lives and cling on to that until we lose all sense of self belief .

It takes a mountain of courage and an ocean full of wisdom to be contented with your weakness or to surpass that through your relentless efforts.

Both the options can lead you in the positive direction but it depends on how you perceive success since we are so obsessed with success !

Our limitations should never suppress us but it should push us even harder to achieve more than we could ever achieve.

But if we fail after all those efforts, then our heart should be wise enough to embrace contentment.
After all in the end contentment is our last Solace, it is our last resort !

In contentment ,we find our strength, in contentment…

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Blooming thoughts

singhpiyush6089's avatarThe Perceptions Square

A man has at least one weakness inside him. But we consider that one weakness as the center of our lives and cling on to that until we lose all sense of self belief .

It takes a mountain of courage and an ocean full of wisdom to be contented with your weakness or to surpass that through your relentless efforts.

Both the options can lead you in the positive direction but it depends on how you perceive success since we are so obsessed with success !

Our limitations should never suppress us but it should push us even harder to achieve more than we could ever achieve.

But if we fail after all those efforts, then our heart should be wise enough to embrace contentment.
After all in the end contentment is our last Solace, it is our last resort !

In contentment ,we find our strength, in contentment…

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Expectations, a litmus test?

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The basis of all relationships is expectations. Our expectations from beloved, children, parents, family and friends.

A man is truly able to love the one who fulfils his expectations. But the expectations are destined to be broken.

It takes birth in the mind of humans and that’s why it very often becomes mystery to others. Even if someone desires to fulfil the expectations of his dear one ,he is never able to fulfil it completely.

And from there struggle takes birth, every relationship is transformed into struggle. But if humans do not make expectations the basis of their relationships and embrace relationships the way it is, isn’t it true that life will become flawless with only happiness and prosperity?

No ,life is not that simple. It is complex, it is like a filter full of chemicals through which an impure soul goes through. And after death it comes…

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The 187th ‘Rakkasans’ – part (1)

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11th Airborne Division, 1943 Yearbook

My father, Everett A. Smith, was a member of Headquarters Company/187th/11th Airborne Division, from 1942 until 1946.  From the very start of the division, General Joseph M. Swing was their commander.  Often called ‘Uncle Joe’, Smitty’s picture of him says, “My General” on the reserve side.

Major General Joseph Swing

Soldiers of the 187th Infantry Regiment (Airborne) have the distinction of belonging to the only airborne regiment that has served in every conflict since the inception of American airborne forces. Today, the First Battalion (1/187) and Third Battalion (3/187) of the 187th carry on the tradition while assigned to the 3rd Brigade Combat Team (BCT) of the 101st Airborne Division. The 3d BCT carries on the nickname “Rakkasans,” the nom de guerre of the 187th/11th Airborne Division.

Smitty reclining in front, on the far right, with the HQ Company/187th Regiment/11th Airborne

The Regiment was constituted…

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Olivia de Havilland and the 11th Airborne

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Olivia de Havilland in her 11th Airborne jacket

Dame Olivia Mary de Havilland, born 1 July 1916) was a British-American actress. Her career spanned from 1935 to 1988.  She appeared in 49 feature films, and was one of the leading movie stars during the golden age of Classical Hollywood.   She is best known for her early screen performances in The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938) and (1939), and her later award-winning performances in To Each His Own (1946), The Snake Pit (1948), and The heiress (1949).

Olivia de Havilland pin-up

Born in Tokyo to British parents, de Havilland and her younger sister, Joan Fontaine, moved with their mother to California in 1919. They were brought up by their mother Lilian, a former stage actress who taught them drama, music, and elocution.  De Havilland made her acting debut in amateur theatre in Alice in Wonderland. Later, she appeared in…

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