This is in response to Esther’s Weekly Word Prompt.
This week’s prompt is: Games
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Now That
Now that there is silence
Do I need words
Do I need birdsongs
Do I need the pause
Now that the games are over
Do I need the pawns
Do I need the noise
Do I need the cons
Now that peace resides
Do I need the chaos
Do I need the twists
Do I need a choice
Now that the path is clear
Do I need a bend
Do I need a fork
Do I need the spin
Now that the tale’s told
Do I need it to end










No, you don’t need to. You reminded me of Becket’s play Endgame 🌷🌹
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Thank you so much Rajendraji for reaching the crux of the thought
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My privilege
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Beautiful lines, GC.
Feels like a heart resting after a long journey.
When calm arrives, many things simply stop feeling necessary.
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Or you may say you wonder whether what you lost is still desired or required. Habits die hard.
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Very true.
Habits are like guests who stay even after the party is over.
Peace arrives, but old routines still sit down and act like they own the place. 😂😀
Cannot help!
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A very deep and thought provoking poem Geeta.
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Thank you very much Sadje
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You’re most welcome
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That would be good
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Thank you very much Derrrick 🙏
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A good one Geetaji. The web of our thoughts.
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Thank you Rupali. Yes.
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“Such a beautiful reflection,
Now that the games are done.
Peace shows what truly matters,
And what was never needed at all.”
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Thank you Mahananda for ‘feeling’ the poem.
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That structure is so effective ❤️
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Thank you very much Esther
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Great one, GC. 🙂
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Thank you very much T
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You’re welcome.
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