{"id":1601,"date":"2024-05-22T15:54:22","date_gmt":"2024-05-22T15:54:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/?page_id=1601"},"modified":"2024-05-22T16:40:55","modified_gmt":"2024-05-22T16:40:55","slug":"poetry","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-page\" data-elementor-id=\"1601\" class=\"elementor elementor-1601\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-3e025176 e-flex e-con-boxed e-con e-parent\" data-id=\"3e025176\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"e-con-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-44044b9b elementor-widget elementor-widget-heading\" data-id=\"44044b9b\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"heading.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t<style>\/*! elementor - v3.21.0 - 22-05-2024 *\/\n.elementor-heading-title{padding:0;margin:0;line-height:1}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title[class*=elementor-size-]>a{color:inherit;font-size:inherit;line-height:inherit}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-small{font-size:15px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-medium{font-size:19px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-large{font-size:29px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xl{font-size:39px}.elementor-widget-heading .elementor-heading-title.elementor-size-xxl{font-size:59px}<\/style><h1 class=\"elementor-heading-title elementor-size-default\">Poetry<\/h1>\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-6575b328 e-flex e-con-boxed e-con e-parent\" data-id=\"6575b328\" data-element_type=\"container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"e-con-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-17cc38f meta-visibility-show title_position_default title_hover_border_default title-default meta_position_default tpg-el-box-border-enable tpg-border-bottom-disable elementor-widget elementor-widget-tpg-grid-layout\" data-id=\"17cc38f\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"tpg-grid-layout.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"rt-container-fluid rt-tpg-container tpg-el-main-wrapper clearfix grid-layout1-main \"\n\t\t\t id=\"rt-tpg-container-1342627187\"\n\t\t\t data-layout=\"grid-layout1\"\n\t\t\t data-grid-style=\"tpg-full-height\"\n\t\t\t data-sc-id=\"elementor\"\n\t\t\t data-el-settings=''\n\t\t\t data-el-query=''\n\t\t\t data-el-path=''\n\t\t>\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class='tpg-header-wrapper '>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\t\t<div data-title=\"Loading ...\" class=\"rt-row rt-content-loader grid-layout1 grid-behaviour tpg-full-height grid_layout_wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1635 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1635\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1635\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/lets-lay-anchor\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">lets lay anchor<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>\u2018tis said strangers<br \/>\nare ships<br \/>\npassing in the night.<br \/>\nsome dare to lay anchor<br \/>\nclose to each other.<br \/>\nto explore<br \/>\nthe waters around them.<br \/>\noften they do not regret.<\/p>\n<p>we are strangers yet.<br \/>\nlets<br \/>\nlay anchor<br \/>\npause the night<br \/>\nand fathom the moment of silence<br \/>\ngently swaying<br \/>\non the waves of hope.<br \/>\nthe morn soon may be around<br \/>\nwith its wake of life<br \/>\nbeckoning.<br \/>\nto show us the way<br \/>\nto<br \/>\nwhere we ought to be.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1632 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1632\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1632\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/walking-the-moon\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">Walking the moon<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>Every touch<br \/>\nbecomes the orgasm of life itself<br \/>\nand in its throes, you and I<br \/>\nbecome one, an island<br \/>\ntossing on its swollen seas.<br \/>\nTime storms through moments<br \/>\nthat surf its pleasure.<\/p>\n<p>But the moon is so sad in the sky<br \/>\nas it reminds and goes by.<br \/>\nIt knows the morn lays bait<br \/>\nto loot my treasure.<br \/>\nFar and high on a plane<br \/>\nacross a sea gone silent<br \/>\nyou must go<br \/>\nand pay your excess baggage of pain.<br \/>\nFor me, well, I&#8217;ll walk<br \/>\nthe moon each night<br \/>\nto an island where memories live.<br \/>\nSad, it&#8217;ll be your touch<br \/>\nthe only thing they won&#8217;t give.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1629 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1629\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1629\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/the-mulberry-tree-and-you\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">The Mulberry Tree and You<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>Time washed us shores apart.<br \/>\nMiles that shores stretch<br \/>\nsometime somewhere fetch<br \/>\na puddle in time the size of a dime<br \/>\nthat draws you up close, nose to nose,<br \/>\nmemories struggling in the eyes.<\/p>\n<p>I become ink on paper,<br \/>\nstark in a room with loneliness candlelit.<br \/>\nWithout shame I ask for you and the<br \/>\nmulberry tree up on the hill.<br \/>\nTo fill the spaces around us with love and thrill.<br \/>\nNothing happens. Nobody comes. What comes<br \/>\nis a craving for the next moment to just be.<br \/>\nWith quivering fear<br \/>\nand every hope very dear, comes too<br \/>\na same morn each day where I must<br \/>\nget up and drift a few more miles away,<br \/>\nto a freak beach, where shores meet . . .<br \/>\nmaybe for a while, maybe for a smile.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1626 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1626\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1626\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/nuance-of-things\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">Nuance Of Things<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>Riding a jerky montage of daily chores<br \/>\nI trundle towards a sunset<br \/>\nwaiting to add my fire to its coals.<br \/>\nHope leaks through day-tight rooms<br \/>\nspilling over tomorrows<br \/>\nthat struggle to become today.<\/p>\n<p>And the day packs its bags each evening<br \/>\nto elope with the past.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a game time plays well.<br \/>\nAnd sometime not so.<br \/>\nBut it does leave a clue in the nuance of things<br \/>\nand in all the shades it brings.<br \/>\nThat hidden in the folds of a moment<br \/>\nis where life lives<br \/>\nor peeps out from a hearts&#8217; eye<br \/>\nwhen it gives.<br \/>\nOut of habit I stop<br \/>\nand let the moment have<br \/>\na good look at me. I&#8217;m not in a hurry.<br \/>\nThe sunset can wait.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1624 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1624\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1624\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/i-did-right\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">I did right<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>I stand, my hand<br \/>\ngently waking the old wooden gate.<br \/>\nBefore me, across the startled lawn<br \/>\nmy little house looks at me<br \/>\nthrough the weeds, askance.<\/p>\n<p>Alone it has lived for twenty years<br \/>\ngrowing rust of sorrow and fears.<\/p>\n<p>Tears trickle inwards, searing the heart.<br \/>\nThen together they take a private trip<br \/>\nand eyes silently smart.<br \/>\nMy feet work out a step<br \/>\nthe gate warms its hinges.<br \/>\nTime, hiding under a shroud of leaves<br \/>\nand mourning the dead of spring<br \/>\nsteps out to greet the present.<br \/>\nThe door, oak, old and standing<br \/>\nnever looked more alive.<br \/>\nNever before the answer came in sight.<br \/>\nHey yes,<br \/>\nyes, you did right.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"rt-col-md-4 rt-col-sm-6 rt-col-xs-12 default rt-grid-item post-1622 post type-post status-publish format-standard hentry category-poems\"\t\tdata-id=\"1622\">\n\t<div class=\"rt-holder tpg-post-holder\">\n\t\t<div class=\"rt-detail rt-el-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t<div class=\"entry-title-wrapper\"><h3 class=\"entry-title\"><a data-id=\"1622\" href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/i-could-still-have-tried\/\" class=\"tpg-post-link\" target=\"_self\">I could still have tried<\/a><\/h3><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"post-meta-tags rt-el-post-meta\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt tpg-el-excerpt\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"tpg-excerpt-inner\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>one day<br \/>\ni won&#8217;t wake up<br \/>\nto begin another day of living<br \/>\nthat i love so much<\/p>\n<p>i won&#8217;t sit at my computer like i<br \/>\ndo now<\/p>\n<p>nor will i look at my walls<br \/>\nat myself in the mirror<br \/>\nhaving died, i&#8217;d like<br \/>\nonce more<br \/>\nto visit, just pass by<br \/>\npause as the wind invisible<br \/>\nto read a line i wrote<\/p>\n<p>sometime somewhere on a wall<br \/>\n&#8220;i&#8217;m born to do only good<br \/>\ni&#8217;m happy, i try the best<br \/>\ni can&#8221;<br \/>\ni could still have tried<br \/>\nmoving on, i look back<br \/>\ni&#8217;m happy the way i died<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t<div class='rt-pagination-wrap' data-total-pages='2' data-posts-per-page='6' data-type='pagination'><div class=\"rt-pagination\"><ul class=\"pagination-list\"><li class=\"active\"><span>1<\/span><\/li><li><a data-paged='2' href='https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1601\/page\/2\/'>2<\/a><\/li><\/ul><\/div><\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poetry lets lay anchor \u2018tis said strangers are ships passing in the night. some dare to lay anchor close to each other. to explore the waters around them. often they do not regret. we are strangers yet. lets lay anchor pause the night and fathom the moment of silence gently swaying on the waves of hope. the morn soon may [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"elementor_header_footer","meta":{"footnotes":""},"aioseo_notices":[],"rttpg_featured_image_url":null,"rttpg_author":{"display_name":"sanjayji","author_link":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/author\/sanjayji\/"},"rttpg_comment":0,"rttpg_category":"","rttpg_excerpt":"Poetry lets lay anchor \u2018tis said strangers are ships passing in the night. some dare to lay anchor close to each other. to explore the waters around them. often they do not regret. we are strangers yet. lets lay anchor pause the night and fathom the moment of silence gently swaying on the waves 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