Precious pearls…
Jealously guarded behind masks I wear
Feelings I don’t want to share
Transformed when alone into precious pearls
Scattered and lost I know not where.
- Shail Mohan (May 2009)
Reposted from shail-mohan blogs @sulekha.com
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When my fingers tap dance on the computer keyboard the results are either some tongue in cheek humor, a verse, a short story, a rant or sometimes mere rambling prose that goes nowhere in particular.... You'll find them all. So go ahead, take your pick and be bored to death!!
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What is penned here are just my thoughts as they come to me. No claims are being made, absolutely not, of moi being a 'writer' or a 'poet'. The opinions expressed in the comments section are strictly those of the authors of the comments. Where they come from…
the word jealousy is haunting me… !!!!
lovely words… !! not sure if i totally understand though..
Me: Hmm… how about if I mentionthe words ‘tears’ instead of pearls?
Does something click?
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Feeling
Is fleeting
Drop masks
Into casks
Show off your poetic leaning!
Me: It’s pretty late and I won’t attempt anymore pl-s aka poor limericks akin to pj-s
when such beautiful ones come from you Gulshan! 
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Well we all have a face
that we hide away forever
though we take them out and
show ourselves when everyone has gone
some are satin some are steel
some are silk and some are leather
they are the faces of the stranger
but we love to try them on.
Billy Joel’s Stranger check this out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jI2BnzF1860
Me: Thank you Govind. I just listened to the song
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Envy ruins us but we still can’t help that feeling.
Me: Hmmm….. Are you reading it in a different angle?? Tell me more.
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I guard mine ever so jealously too ..
at times sunny for loved ones while dying inside..
I think we all have to bear our own burden..so it is here too..
one thing I have learnt…no matter hos close a loved one..mother, husband,father, brother, sister or any other…
some thoughts are best left alone..to be caressed and pondered over when alone..but never to be shared..
to share is to lose it..and the part that hurts..they may never understand it either..
no man (or woman) is an island said Donne..I beg to disagree
Me: So young and yet there you are ….bingo! May I know your sun sign please Indy?? And I will join you in disagreeing with Donne.
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LOVELY!
Me: Thanks Shaili. Did it speak to you like you do for me??
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