It Takes
It takes two for a tango.
It takes two hands for a clap
It takes two eyes to see clearly
It takes a needle and thread to stitch
It takes nut and screw to fix
It takes two people to quarrel
It takes two factions to fight
It takes two to create a boundary
It takes two to join the chain
It takes two to love and grow
Trembling air
Words plundered of meaning
The usual suspect is sneaking in the consumer
Economy. Revolution
Is revolving. History purling in the patches of inventory
The evening traffic in the mind honking
The air-conditioned, hands-on thawing glaciers
The rising mercury dreams. America,
Tariffs in the musk sector are trumping.
Dogshitty city. The nuclear future
Flaming the glass towers
The trees falling one by one
Landscape turning into water, water into tears
The paradise lost.
Is this the last goodbye?
Honor
Honor the wabi-sabi way
The pauses, the friction, the fall
The burden and fun
Of course
The small miracle, the sweet laughter, the little gesture
The pure kindness, the smiling flowers, the little leisure
That comes
Between the night and blossoming morning
Open to live and let go.
Author: Pulkita Anand
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