Co -Travellers


Thousand times we ponder to think
Isn't the journey a new voyage to begin
wondering whether we can reach the end
the destined goal , a peak to rest
While climbing often we fail and fall
rolling down to initial start
crest and troughs are part of life
like tides that rise or collapse in no time
with every waxing & waning of moon
or daylight
friends, comrades cometh many
pausing a bit, sharing good testimonies
walketh few for some steps 
some wandered along for selfishness
co traveller of  times
co traveller of space
co traveller in universe
beyond the lines of action and emptiness
energies of virtue, energies of patience
power of thoughts, force of faith to be reckoned
when merge in sync 
thus become we 
co travellers of a destination 
until the purpose is accomplished...

-SOUMYA
 

QUARANTINE SONG


In the crimson colours of twilight

as the wind kisses past

a fragrant flower shies

heart fills in redolence

and survives

through the mighty mountains

whence a river flows

The canary sings in quarantine

Hail ! O clouds ! quench the aridness of my world

Hail ! O mighty sun! Shine on the darkness of my earth

Hail! O Heart ! Cherish moments of joy or strife

Hail ! O Soul! Forgive and wish welfare of mankind

Hail ! O Human ! Treasure and Value the Gift of Life

-Soumya

UNDEFEATED


lost the battle a thousand times
Yet I remain undefeated,
For every war when I suffered,
I stood again with vigor and strength.
 
Umpteen conflicts I came across
This the journey of life known for,
Stranded I got lost in storms
Hitherto I remain deep-rooted and strong.
 
Won I over the meager thoughts
disturbed my peace who like prickly thorns
conceded the agonies of destiny
never to raise their hood in cacophony.
 
Crushing the egos of character
I walked upon its white washed feather
Once again to clear the arena
To face another challenge of life with mettle.

Inwards


Well! Nothing stopped us
The business of being busy 
till we were drop dead
few breaths we skipped
lesser we slept
strangers to ourselves
aliens to our shelter & ceilings …

The shelves smelt same
nostalgia of place
Times Stands still 
until we let the  reminiscences be...

The fragrance of incense sticks
blooms of jasmine
tiny leaves of a home creeper
awaiting to be seen...

A sumptuous dinner table 
an exotic cuisine
love and warmth poured in 
alongwith spices and margarine...

Oh ! What went wrong,
or what went right
we are back to our nests
 birdies in embrace...

Forget not ever
the truth unveiled
Often we walk again 
without bit of realizing....

@soumya 

Abrasion


For every transition within or
in rings of existence
we think, forget or contemplate
to find the reason’
ignorantly failing to realize
beyond space and time are waves of creation
to rise, fall, unite, merge ,
displace,
disperse, refract
with universal goal of
growth and evolution
in the most intriguing way
of transcendental progress .

drift with nature
Tis course
to permit
the abrasion of discordant
polish the rough edges
into the perfect diamond…

@soumyav

the sojourn


and neither the travelers of this journey
nor the companions of births can comprehend
palette of colours I am emblazoned with
the saffron of divine
or the luminescent white of tranquility
when the earth is wrapped in muck
so is vision of masses
forgotten is conscience 
buried is compassion
through autumn , or fall
through winter or storms
sailed the fluttering sail
exhausted and torn 
wiped and worn...
may this sojourn end 
to the destined destination...
tired of flapping wings 
the avian wishes for its 
adieu ..
-Soumya 

UNFURLING


Will you embrace me my  love

In the wee hours of dark

While shimmers the thousand stars in sky

 the flower of soul unfurls with fragrance

breeze gets sonorous , redolent gets heart….

Can you hear the random rumblings inside

As my veins burn and whine

The blood floweth and speaks of you

Pain is mutual, whether you share

Or keep mime…

©Soumya