“me” the universe rotates around,
swirled “I” in the prism of creation
dissolves the outward character
like a particle of salt
I be a part ,now of the supreme ocean…
One drop ,is what I become of the
What for then”I” cried and wailed
When tis the drop ,what I become!
Rather promiscuous in the flowing waves
“I” the wanton , merge
in the flaps of that motion
carries which to the soul of bliss,
in form of a dancing dervish!!!
spins my legacy,
my originating designate
in atoms of the Supreme
I” assimilate ….
Where wander thy!
The lost prince of the unbloomed
deserted who my kingdom,to travel far
awaits the lotus within to blossom
with thy magic wand!
Whose call ,makes the universe rotate
Winds changeth directions
Fish forget to swim and sink in deep
When thy flute resonates.
Soul dances in ecstasy
mind loses its knowledge
Wisdom lights the wick in the mortal
devotion fragrances …
Whose name consecrates the simple beings
His Grace , makes one soar high without wings
Blissful is the momentous moment
When returns to my dwelling,thy majestic prince .
listen to the music melodious
the fluttering of leaves in shade of summer
the river gushing through rocky terrains
the chirping of birds on dawn
rains droplets falling in rhythm…
blissful tune of the nightingales
stormy winds and lashing waves
the cool serene touch of grass
flying above the cottonballs
standing mountains sheltering, the land afar…
Harps the wind on the twigs and trees
the melody of a song pristine…
enchanting as the flute of the lord
the harmonic composition
of the MIGHTY KING!
i held the cup ,
brimming in divine love
in trance , I stood underneath
the banyan tree!
my eyes transfixed
on the statuette
which my perception
envisioned in thoughts deep.
melody resonated in the air
I in euphoria,
while I see my Lord!
manifest as the Gracious pastoral…
Did the morning dawn knew
I was wide awake the previous night
searching for the luminescent light
that which illumines me forever….
How come then the sun rose
Earlier than ever
My Lord must have noticed
my fumbling in the dark
at the odd hours…
HE takes care,HE is concerned,
A thorn pricks me and HE is hurt
So why do then, I be afraid
Of the long tedious unseen desert
When HE showers the rain of love
When I’m lost and falling with thirst….
This morning dawned
earlier than ever…
HE hath sent the Sun to me,
to guide me through the obscure
and motivate me in every endeavor
infusing strength and vigour…
HI Everyone! I will be away from the blogspace for the next week ,as I would remain busy in the launch of the book ,
“Suroor of the Soul”.
Hope to catch you all up soon as I come back.Meanwhile enjoy the new poem ” STALWART-THE DIVINE STAR“.
Till then,Best wishes and Happy blogging!
stands the pillar of life…
strong and erect in harder times.,
leans the weaker and the meek,
in its resistance
resolution to the hope bleak…
Under the grey clouds ,the column too cries
along with the drops of rain
it sings the lullaby,
sleeps the world ,oblivious of the scene…
and gasps one,
” Oh ! See the paint of the pillar isn’t tough nor fixed ! “
gapes the pillar and absorbs the shock,
for its duty is to stand like a rock!
what the world speaks ... and their remarks…
nothing should forbid the stalwart
from being an uncompromising divinely star!
As the year 2013 wraps itself in the memories of the events that occurred during the whole year and gets in the celebration mood of CHRISTMAS in few days from now, I have a news to share with all of you.
The most awaited moment is here,the launch of our poetry book , ” Suroor of the Soul” at India International Centre,Delhi on 21st Dec 2013.All are cordially invited to grace the occasion and be a part of the wonderful journey.
It has not been long since “Suroor ” was published on Amazon and received a wide and touching response from everyone who has read the book. The thought behind “Suroor ” was intense and it delved deep into insights regarding the journey of a soul which wanders on earth in search of true happiness.
We all are such souls,seeking happiness in every dream,ambition and path of life ,yet we fail to experience the true feeling of it.This book dwells in such a voyage through a poetic form reflecting the real experiences of human on earth.
You can visit the website of “Suroor of the Soul” to read more about the reviews,interviews and updates regarding the topic which we think has endless and limitless expeditions.
Also you can get updated and join through the FB page “Suroor of the Soul”
With Best Wishes,
Soumya and Shaheen
Under the golden rays scattered through prism of the sky
I shine with His Grace bestowed on my life
with body and mind surrendered to my Almighty!
The soul sparkles with a intense smile…
My journey over the time and years
on the rough edges ,surfed through
like a floating petal
HE sailed me through the turbulent weathers…
With every fall…I stood up again,
with every defeat ,I won,
my faith in Him grew with love
as I walked on this earth for the last forty years!
As a blessed child of Divine,
as a motherly sister ,
as a caring daughter
as a loving wife,
as an ideal mother
as a silent friend to every companion
on the path of truth and compassion,
I stand beneath the diamond studded sapphire
embracing the heaven with gratitude
for its unknown blessings in every measure…
Priceless than the costliest jewelthose which lie in the ravels of earth
or in the deep waters of ocean,
in the colours of the dancing peacock
spreads who his magnificence
within the deep jungles…
under the grey clouds striking a featured contrast…
precious than the million beauties of the universe,
excelling the comparisons of human deity
chiselled by His hands and tools of perfection,
glorified by His grace …
is the stature and charisma of the seraph..
the Archangel of life
who holds me high in the sky
winging me through the dense fog
with her wings of belief and love…
taking me to new unreachable destinations.
Daily Prompt: My Precious.