Geeta's Poems
Self-Discovery
Walking on the grass
wet green blades
pricking my soles...
Looking at the sky
where small, lost clouds
float in wide-eyed wonder...
Being with the flowers
which look up into my eyes
and search for a smile or a touch...
Feeling the surge
of the water in the pool buffeting me
and testing my strength...
The stars winking down at me
reassuring
that they’ll always be there
for me to look up to....
...This is
my rediscovery of myself
in relation to others
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{ Alone }
{ Where?... }
{ Evening }
{ The Touch of Your Hand }
{ The Moon }
{ Waiting }
{ To P... }
{ Creases }
{ Your Fingers }
{ Stock-Taking }
{ Private Demons - I }
{ Private Demons - II }
{ A Resolution }
{ Questions }
{ Freedom to Be }
{ Relationships }
{ Sensations }
{ Death }
{ Life's Choices }
{ All for Love }
{ To You..
{ After Life }
{ After the Storm - I }
{ After the Storm - II }
{ A Reassessment }
{ The Fall }
{ Anchorless }
{ To D... }
{ Peace }
{ Stray Poems }
{ The Morning After }
{ There are no Goodbyes... }
{ The Essence }
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