Plough thy field!


Plough thy field ,
O! restless mind,
barren is thy land
make it fertile…
rake up the soil
undug the earth
freshen thy surface for the sow…
spread the seeds of the enchanting name
Whose utterance will lift your veil
O! ignorant mind,
cultivate thy land
let the virtuous arrive
till then thy senses,
recite the song
of the majestic creator,
The Supreme one
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The Fallen Leaf!


The soul weeps in anguish

falls the leaf from the branch

   shockingly the flower is aghast

“ Why Thou! You descend and collapse…

Its still time before  death befalls….

 

“ tis the drop of the curse,

The curse of the loved one,

for whence I should

separate from the branch of life…

 

It withers my vibrant color

burns the freshness and vigor

lest I need to shrivel and die

When the curse of love transpires!

 

“Alas, you are the one

Who never grumbled whether ignored

 nor stumbled in a storm

walked with a word of joy,

Spreading happiness to every passer –by”.

 

Its my fault ,O! loved one!

The essence of my immaculateness

Ne’er reached the core of  thy  heart

I fail and now fall apart!

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MY BLOGGING WORLD!


 

Figuring out the thoughts in mind,

pondering on what should I write!

Nature,feelings,love,divine,

Every thing seems lost in my festival time!

 

Hectic schedule, running on toes,

in sleep too I get confused

and rose…

In the midst of the night,

only to find I am over excited and full of delight!

 

New land, different country,

Faraway from friends and relatives,

still the emotions flow and purge within,

The love to decorate the home,

cook and give the best cuisine more….

 

Even amidst the chores beautiful,

busier than the normal schedule,

I miss the world of blogging ,

the dear ones who encourage and are inspiring!

 

After hours long and at a stretch,

while I lie back very late,

almost dead and fatigue,

fragrance of my feelings intoxicate my being!

 

Dreams about the blogs missed,

what others might have posted,

the wishes of the friends unseen…

still having more warmth with feel…

 

Awaiting for some time  free,

when I can sit and read the pings,

reconnecting back to the world,

The land of dreams and passion untouched…

 

 

A PLACE OF POWER-MIND


Eyes go weary and the looks look void,

For every glance the vision doesn’t define,

there is nothing  that isn’t around,

the gentle atmosphere is reverberating with poignant sound…

 

Imaginations conjure drawing lines of thought,

what is envisaged is of  a different form,

in darkness,whether in light,

shining luminously the picture conceived so bright!

 

A mind of several thousand thoughts,

Is capable of  ideating ideas,

out of aught,

in the air,

in vacuum …

It can perceive…

The very own created fanciful dream.

 

Such  power a  human mind has

to produce certain illusions and work on that…

vibrations of several frequencies travel,

to constitute and establish the

imagery clear!