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Shaken Stirred

Your body is a cup,
Hot, cold, strong or light.
Sugar, tea, milk
Or plain water with ice.

What it holds inside,
...is what you are.
A teacher, doctor, engineer,
Maybe a movie star.

Nod in agreement,
Or shake your head strong.
We all love fancy cups,
But we know where it belongs.

Pretty outside attracts us,
Our heart skips a beat or two.
But we never hold a cup longer,
If ingredients are untrue.

Shaken-stirred, give or take,
No point keeping appearances, if it is fake.

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  1. Hmm....the words are deeper than they appear....gud job Saru

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  2. Represents an individual's inner persona too...deeper than it appears :)

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  3. Contents more important than the container! Well said!

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  4. Ingredients matter for each composition and untrue ones are soon discovered! Nice writing Saru:)

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  5. As they say, ingredients in right proportions make a perfect dish :)

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  6. So very very true!

    Love the wisdom of this piece of writing.

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  7. great thought poured with suitable writing,well done

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  8. I love the way you have drawn out the simile.

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  9. Oh God, Saru! It's so inspiring, lovely, and shaky too! Lovely concept, firm thoughts, and miraculous you! :)

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  10. what a lovely way to give a very inspiring message !

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  11. Outward appearance , however much it's mesmerizing, is only an illusion. Who can live with illusion? Nice, inspiring write.

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    1. Nobody, we can only admire it for sometime. Thanks for reading Sir.

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  12. Nice! all that glitters is not gold:-) and not all Those who wander are lost...

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  13. beautifully unfolded the truth... loved it.

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  14. a beautiful and meaningful composition! :)

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  15. Loved the analogy, Saru. Lots to ponder about.

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  16. so true.... What it holds inside,
    ...is what you are.

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  17. Short, crisp and hits hard! Love the analogy!

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  18. Very apt comparison--when we do not like what the cup holds we just throw it away.

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  19. how have you articulated and make us imagine..a hats-off !

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  20. Indeed, what the cup contains matters far more than how beautiful the cup is.

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  21. Nice use of words with a wonderful meaning!

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  22. Nice words . How true contents matter the most .

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  23. very well said Saru, now everytime I hold my coffee mug I shall think about you!

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    1. That's great, I can be a part of your life that ways :)

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  24. Liked the comparison. Quite true if thought that way! Beautiful lines, saru :)

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  25. I truly liked the lines. Deep feelings.

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  26. This is one of the best poems I have read till now.. way to go Saru!!!

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  27. Lovely, Saru! Each of your words is so true!!

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  28. So true, I read this somewhere recently - A woman wants to age faster and why? Because she wants to stop caring as to how she looks and start caring about who she is. But it is not actually necessary to wait that long, isn't it? Once we realize that our bodies are all just cups that may shatter anytime, we will all start focusing on the larger purpose. Thanks for sharing Saru!

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    1. No, we should rather care about being a better human being than a good looking person. If we can do both, there's nothing like that. Thanks for sharing your lovely views and for reading. :)

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  29. saru u are rocking as usual, i loved this lines :) it depth ...

    We all love fancy cups,
    But we know where it belongs.

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    1. Welcome back dear and glad you liked the poem. :)

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  30. Nice one. So true. Initially people get attracted by the beauty (or as is the fashion these days like the "sexy"). The charm can wear off soon. Custard apple doesn't look great from outside, whereas tastes great.

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    1. True. Also, we can't put up a facade for a very long time. So, lets just be who we are.

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  31. 'Shaken-stirred, give or take,
    No point keeping appearances, if it is fake.' Awesome Lines

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  32. Saru, you shake and stir my soul with your beautiful lines.Please keep them coming.

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    1. Glad it evoked those feelings in you. Thanks for reading. :)

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  33. Wow! One of the poems that resonate with me

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  34. Amazingly comparison, Saru. A poignant piece..Loved it!:)

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  35. Wow! The last but one stanza added so much depth to the poem. I loved the way you explained the concept using fancy cup as an example :)

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  36. Powerful words though I would say the outer appearance matters as well not as much as what is inside though.

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    1. Another way of putting it. Thanks for reading Rachna. :)

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  37. Truly loved this one :) The concluding lines is the crux of it. Awesome work Saru!

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  38. True. But nowadays most of the people give importance to outer appearance :-(

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  39. Lovely...made me look at myself in the mirror!!

    :)

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  40. The things inside matter the most. Lovely words. :)

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  41. What if it's the best content in an ugly cup?

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  42. Well Explained....

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  43. Exactly! We need to focus on being a better person.

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  44. Very well described. Nice and true :-)

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  45. WOW... you have captured something so deep in such simple words... LOVED IT!! I like bitter coffee-- am I bitter :) :( :)

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  46. Outer beauty v/s inner beauty! Outer one can survive for the time-being. Its the inner beauty that remains with us throughout.. :) Nice corelation between beauty / appearance and coffee Saru! Genuis indeed.. :)

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  47. I am impressed by the divinity of the realization that it is the essential strength of goodness that makes a man human. A great post with a keen insight.

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    1. Thank you Kajal. Glad you liked it :)

      Welcome here!

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  48. Well written... Soulful and deep....

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  49. Beautiful. You have such vivid imagination. I'm not a poet (never written a poem) but I do enjoy reading them. Loved your insightful poem!

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    1. Thank you so much Ritu for a generous comment and welcome here :)

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  50. a message that cannot be eschewed...
    loved it saru.. loved it.. i mean it

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  51. Beautiful poem. What is inside matters. And the best thing is the choice is ours on what we want to fill in the cup .

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  52. Good one. Can connect with it at many levels.

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  53. Simple yet effective! Good job! :)

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  54. You maintain quite a few blogs Saru..great to know you. hope I can keep up with your blog posts

    Nice poem..written simply hiding a deeper meaning to ourselves:)

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  55. Loving this cup which is able to find rhymes in your dictionary....lovely read!!

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  56. It describes relationships so well. Nice thoughts stitched together.

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  57. Short and impressive keep it up saru

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  58. visiting after long time..this one is abstract but not same as one of your previous ones..'cross-roads' something if I remember was in hindi..

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  59. How mundane things you have taken and what deeper meanings the words hold!!

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  60. the last two lines are very powerful... well written

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  61. Nice poet i like that line Pretty outside attracts us,
    Our heart skips a beat or two. u can song writer. Web designing Company

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  62. I am just loving your writes.i will surely come back again and again.

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  63. Less words..but deeper is the meaning...
    After reading this post I realised since how long I didn't visited here :(
    But happy after reading u again :)

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  64. I loved reading this poetry. I wish I could write any poem like this ever. I'm very inspired by this post

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    1. Humbled! Thanks a ton for a generous comment. :)

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  65. Wao. You read my mind here. Really nice :)

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  66. just stumbled upon this beautiful piece Now. Brilliantly executed. Loved it, Saru

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  67. 'No point keeping appearances,if it is fake' . Beautifully woven. :)

    unfettered-wingss.blogspot.in

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  68. Nice one! Beauty certainly is skin deep :)

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  69. isn't that the truth .. and sometimes we are so selfish we empty that cup and then leave it behind .. dumped

    Bikram

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  70. Theme is well justified. I liked the last two lines the most.

    Well written!! Keep writing.....:)

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  71. Brilliantly written - love the metaphor.

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  72. Good allegory Saru :-), and I liked the fact that you kept it short and direct. Will keep coming back for more.

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  73. very well described... no use keeping fake appearances... and the best part u practise bfore u preach-ur blog is humble and content is deep and thoughtful!
    do read my blog and give a feedback!! and kudos!!!!
    shahensworld.blogspot.in

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    1. Humbled! Thanks for your kind words. Would love to read your blog.

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  74. Wow...you manage to tell a lot in just a few words.:)

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  75. 'But we never hold a cup longer,
    If ingredients are untrue.' Very true... Loved it Saru! :)

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  76. Simply SUUUUUPERB!

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  77. This one made me ponder on how we judge people as a society, was a great read!

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  78. Beautifully written ... and I was wondering how come I am missing in action here - a place I love so much ?
    Answer - I was not following !!!
    Now I guess I would never have miss your words .. beautiful , serene , provoking , satirical, intense .... myriad :)
    Best wishes Saru for EveryThing :) :)

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  79. Your poems are really inspiring and soothing. How beautifully you use imagery and metaphors.

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