Had I walked barefoot on every part of this earth
sailed through the different seas ,calm or rough
if only I had seen the mystical deserts, quiet and stormy
and the majestic mountains and hills… strong and gigantic
If I had breathed in the forest dark with glow flies lighting
and slept in the woods coniferous , sky kissing,
had I come across unknown tempests at every bend of life
and enjoyed the song of tiny birds… swinging on the perch of life.
Had I seen the glistening snow, sparkling white
felt the chilled breeze piercing my cheeks,
If I had stood for hours in the sweltering heat
and sweat profusely… to earn a morsel or a bite
Had I been lying on the grass in the middle of night
embracing the vast sky
the innumerable twinkling stars gazing at me
and the gorgeous moon gliding by…
treasured , then I would have the jewels of this earth
learnt to value the priceless gift bestowed
by the Creator of Universe.
in auburn shades of the fall
amidst the maple leaves
scattered on the ground
lost is a tale
an unspoken love of silent hearts.
while the breeze carries them away
they flutter and rustle
murmuring about the touching emotions
in silent whispers …
rigged by the society,
pushed through an alley vile
the susurrus of their eternal tale
ceaselessly lives under the blue sky!
Age gracefully as, the day
transforms which beautifully
ripens the sky with different hues
while breeze gets pleasant at dusk
after being sultry ,
mature thus like the day which
merges with darkness of night silently
awaiting for the new morn to be dawned
sleeping in its arms gently !
LET HER SLEEP
Amidst the weeds and few roses,
the girl in white…
in deep sleep
Shh! Dnt talk here
she will wake up…
After long , the dreams
so do not tread…
she is tired and fatique…
sings the lullaby
caressing the sleeping queen!
Sheds few drops , the clouds as tears
quenching her thirst since years
Let her rest …
Let her be in peace
Beside the coffin ,
The nightingale weeps!
as a veiled maiden deceits…
metamorphoses into various shapes
with exuberant names…
lest anyone finds
the hidden coquette
she overthrows him into the tragic well…
Discontented, ever desiring
innocence burns out in her lusty eyes
she hath destroyed the realms
of peace and love
playing the fiddle to her tunes!
Beware! says the soul
here comes, the enticing queen
do not be her slave
dooms she ,every life…thence,
open your eyes
remove the veil…
Gaped the tired restless eyes through eternity
piercing the silent whispers of the starry sky
hearing the conversation between the radiant moon and its love
throughout the emptiness,dwelt the heart in the ether of sky…
Reminiscences like fumes of incense
filled the air with scented memories
blooms of night jasmine smiled
at the solitude ,being alone and clear…
listening to the chords of inner voice
with the quiet atmosphere
resounded the night
directions of life to be taken…
Thence I find a path obscure
reaches which to the gorgeous moon in heaven
neither commonly traversed nor taken …
decides the mind, in accordance with the inner realm
The route of self-realization
real courage and valor,
to stand firm on every avenue
until the goal is achieved with perfection…
flutters the winged ,
flaps them freely,
your zeal to fly high reverberates!
like the young butterfly
out from a cocoon,
excited is thou,
to mingle in the blue…
on flowers to dance,
in flowing stream to play,
beneath trees to rest
on paths to trail…
thou heart ! you leap and jump
to reach the zenith
in seconds to come!
go forth ! move ahead!
fill your zest in the
veins of your aim!
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 .
I wish to be the tiny flower lies who,
at the feet of thine…
Instead of the jewel that shines in thy crown
O! immortal Krishna ! I sing your praise
in verses of mine!
The brilliant gem bedecks your aura
Outstands it every precious stone
O! but it cannot see thy face benevolent
even while decorating… in thy diadem…
I , the lonely flower, rest in thy feet
grace bestows my presence
When thy eyes look at me…
Thou universe that rotates around you thee!
I unaware of the method,
here! I sit and surrender at your feet
O! Krishna ! Raise me from
the chasms of time!