My thoughts in vacuum I cannot form a cloud… Empty,plain,artless My thoughts become When the muse vanishes In a hazy cloud…. I try to create and recreate yet fail everytime the one in which you transformed luminescent and transclucent I search in folds of time… pastels ,brush, a canvas, I hold in hand trying to sketch the gorgeous the eyes of your glance… In my verse ,I endeavour to create the magic in air, struggling hard through the vacuum finding right shades for your hair… dipped in earthy colours, I evaluate and experiment, finally a mystic tint dyes the art piece in crimson pink. originates a masterpiece I am awestruck Its you ,the muse, Who’s portrait has emerged with celestial beauty n angelic eyes, manifests on the canvas ,the divine in delight!
In front of the mirror I stand,
to find only an image and a reflection,
where is me , the real ” I”.
hidden in this projection?
Who else shall showeth my real ” ME”
where shall I find the true literal self,
In which mirror
“I” will be my self…
In placid waters,in clear skies
in a glazed glass
or a river flowing by…
in heart of whom,
in which eyes
like my own “I”
Years and births I move and search
but none do I find in this world
where I live and where I die….
Then where do I find the real me
in the heaven or in the hell,
in the astral world of another dimension
or in deep ocean …where fishes dwell….
In my heart , within myself…
I discover the shine,that I possessed
that is the place where I shall see..
my own self and my real name!
With the wind she aviates
wings of golden get unfurled,
her blackish auburn locks dangle
as she rocks through the jungle….
Kisses the branch of the bottle brush
crimson red whose flowers rush ,
her cheeks turn prettier
when she smiles and blushes for none….
gallops the young palomino,
loves it thy master
The woods enchant the golden colt
so does the hands which rein her…
together they form a beautiful pair
when paint the sky with their myriad ways
leave they behind the prosaic
while on a ride to the clouds in air…
drawing the path of their dreams
the duo on a long flight!!!
bask in delightful pleasure
of love and the valentine
There I leap to touch the bow, colourful and rich in grandeur, far it moves as I try... the rainbow floating in the sky!!! Like a hope of flying, as a little birdie, as a fluttering leaf of a winter chilly... strive I,to touch the ultraviolet, the nearest hue which seems over my head, Drizzled it few hours ago, now the sun shines with it's glow, moments of changing seasons and weather I still stand there to touch the etched brow! its envision brings smile in a moment, yet another attempt ,saddens as I fail, I stand back once more with a new perception... restarting my dream endeavor. photocredit:www.wallsave.com
WISH YOU A VERY HAPPY DIWALI AND MAY THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS BRING JOY,PROSPERITY,PEACE AND HAPPINESS TO ALL OF YOU!
O! light of Diwali!
ablaze you glow
with your energy
to infuse in the soul…
give me thy energy
to walk on the path
of obstacles, unseen corners
where cliff is hanging off…
In darkness of the mind,
you shine like the golden one
erasing the fears
sparkling the atmosphere!
Illuminate ! hearts! O! blessed one!
without your luminescence
we are mere losers!
What lies forth !
round the bend,where I can’t see!
A blind corner ,
a cliff dangerous,
a valley of flowers
or a dangerous rift!
Is the river flooded,
Can I cross it without oars,
will there be a boat for me
or shall the shore reach beneath my feet in seconds!!!
Is there a palace awaiting my presence
Is there a hut to shelter me in storm,
Will I ever get a tree
when I walk in the scorching sun for long!
Is this my path ,where I tread,
on which I step upon,
or was it around the last corner,
which I left across?
Restless mind, flickering flame
fickle thoughts shall ruin in vain,
brighten the dimmed light of hope
in my heart !
O! My lord ! with your grace,
Till I walk on the road of destiny
with belief in mind and heart full of faith.
The wild runs into the forest
randomly through the dense woods
stamping the tiny creatures
which dare to cross its way through!
thrashing ,destroying the delicate branches
snorting way out from the hazed blues
lost amidst the broken trees
it stands almost confused!
rage and anger spoils
the sense of its direction
process of thoughts get wrecked
by his ire and frustration…
mocks his helplessness now standing afar
“with peace and mental repose
he could have achieved the ataraxis
self destruction he did
by choosing wrath over equilibrium!!!”
Written for Ermilia’s “Picture it and Write”. http://wp.me/p1HrCI-1jm
slippery the dark alley,
wet with gruesome doubts,
the smooth floor of love lies today
in the dull passage of incertitude…
On the end stood the soul,
watching the melee of thoughts
awaiting to be swept by
a turbulent storm!
Truth has different facades
each has a different tale,
need of the hour
proclaims to wipe out the fears across the lane…
then would the darkened walls
song of pure clear love
shall flow through then
the gloomy ramparts!
Shreds the veins of the heart
dripping scarlet blood
the piercing words
killing the soft bosom…
nurture I the flower of dreams,
crush you with your
shies away the bud thence,
away from the world so mean…
Hitherto to be plucked by the withering time
the moment to perish hasn’t arrived
seasons change in despair
cries the soul in love,profound.
Hail ! thy wind
Halt! thy clouds
listen to the wounded core’s shout,
can you absorb the pain and
sing before the Lord!
what should the soul pray for
Happiness to cherish
or Love from her thou!!!