Life’s envoi


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sultry days, sleepless nights,
sweats the mind in deep agony,
in midst of a dream, I awake to the noise,
that rattles the river flowing serene.
haphazardly, drawn lines ,
like thoughts scribbling inside,
confounds the resting soul
in restlessness, herein I pine.
the burning gulmohar resplendent
high on the branch,
beneath craves a hand,
to touch the fiery petal, afar.on blank pages, moves the hand,
trying to touch and figure
the unwritten notes of a
heart
invisible in life’s envoi !

ADIEU!


Who knoweth the serrated pangs

of the piercing of poisoned dart

Alas! it pierced and pierced.

That nostalgia of the suffocating breath

memories flash in  visuals

history held the pen in hand

 bleed the pages…

prior being written.

the shrill and softness of the yearn

the quivering voice ,lost in sunburn,

drips through the sides with sweat or raindrops

as the oozing blood from the bruised heart gets frozen…

Brush, I aside the reason,

why and what for,should such happen,

isn’t trust , the jewel of faith,

blind how can be then a soul of reason…

wounded which my existence by charring words

turning me to ash,

…ablaze my integrity and conscience…

I sunk in oblivion

Knoweth not the world

neither can e’er

wish I, the sun dawns

when the ephemeral second arrives

stand when we across…and the mirror shines

Till then thou ! and me shall remain away

from the clutches of time…

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Timeless !


like the countless stars of a night sky
as the endless tides of the ocean nearby
like the fragrance of flower ,felt and unseen…
the river which endlessly flows …throughout
summer, winter or spring,
as the ceaseless pulsating beats of a heart
under the constant blueness of sky
on  greenery of the land
dwells the eternal , inimitable
treasured thought…
in depths of soul, immortal
lives the love timeless… like God!
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On that perch!


O! The singing herald

chirp on that perch

which awaits the sunshine

and seeks hope…

on the branch emerged few new leaves

tender  and fluorescent green…

no, it still isn’t that strong enough

to hold the nest of life,

yet it remains unbent and straight

in days of storm and strife…

Withering season marked the place

the ground beneath showed the fall

songs of different hues

echoed

when the sky again turned blue…

Thou! singing herald

sprinkle thy blissful voice

on that perch

anticipates which with diligence and patience

fighting odds of tenacity

with dedication and devotion.

 

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Souls in transcendence!


on the falling and rising tidal waves
amidst the rough climate
surpassing every storm and  hazy days
through silent, restless nights…

after years of deplorable moments…
wandered through the dense darkened forests
searching for the soul close and intimate…
the lonesome hearts sought for real happiness…

wrenched by twists of life,
in clenched fists of relations with strife
in silence humble ,
bringing on every face a smile…
the solitary souls walked in the arid desert
thirsty and naive.…

hitherto unaware of each other
walking alone on the same path…
yet away from one another…
two distinct flames of the same Creator
come across at a juncture…

Thence, conspires the Galaxy with the stars,
to guide the souls and illumine their path…
a radiant effulgence from the heaven
burns continuously
as a wick of the lantern…
which brightens
their traversing path…

 the twin souls, thus
earn the command
of destiny and fate’s predicament
assimilating in eternal fire
of  love and existence…
becoming one in transcendence.

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LAW OF IMPERMANENCE


shook the canopy of firm beliefs
law of impermanence wins
I rush aside to pinch,
O! Thee !
 Is this the truth or
a  destiny fragile!!! 
what is perpetual,ceaseless
 besides the sun,moon and innumerable stars
rivers floweth, and clouds walk
over the destined path…
nature invariably incarnates
transforms and regains
tis only the human,
which neither forever remains
nor lives as in the body of flesh
without being stale…

the essence of creation,
the fragrance of flower
the blueness of heaven
the serene flow of river
the smile of a baby
the soul of a human
ne’er die
contrary to the law of impermanence
of the Universe!
then how shall , me and Thee !
leave indelible marks
tie ourselves with the ne’er opening knot…
Wait!
Tis ! the divine that binds us,
Tis the force cosmic that fastens us in
bonds of  ancient births
kindling the flame twin, in souls
enlightening the darkened eleventh door,
Tis the ethereal cosmos,
life obeys the law of the Absolute one
in every age by his norms!

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Truth of Life


TRUTH OF LIFE
 

It’s the truth of life,what we crave for is lost ,
like the golden particles of sand,
that slide between the fingers,
even from a tight fist…
what we cannot hold ,
is the truth of time.

That which flows like a stream
open, unended, unclosed,
incessant,
like the love of a pure heart
unselfish, uncanny, selfless..

Beyond this altruistic reality
is nothing but a mirage,
world of images and fantasies
ready to get crushed by folds of time…
illusions many,
how much we wary
breaks the mirror of our whimsies
in broad daylight.

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