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,
quivered
while I see my Lord!
manifest as the Gracious pastoral…
Mist, the heavenly love sprayed in the zephyr
Watched the silvery clouds from above
frosty designs created on heart of earth,
shined the periphery of the sapphire meadow!
gazed the dancing butterflies with awe
nightingales sang the melody of life
in cadence flowed the river
what a musical opera in concert!
Wondrously the colossal mountains stared
at the beauteous spirit of nature
swayed the dense forests
smiled and fluttered the newly born leaf!
far away the mighty ocean roared
asserting its presence
to the distant golden sands
who await to be quenched .
Behold! Nature bedecks as a bride,
with jewels of flowers
diffusing the eternal fragrance in air
and a veil of the silken spread
embossing the vista in the saffron glow
ready for the nuptial vows
as a bride of eternal grandeur!
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…
Of precious gems and stones sparkling Lay a rough unpolished piece Amidst the glitters of the world It existed silently. Whilst in the dust,others shone Some red,rubies,some green emeralds, Sapphires too dazzled on the ground In the uneven and unclean world. The blunt rough stone with piercing corners And pointed edges None knew it was the toughest amongst all Lying mutely even in situations hazard.. Everyone who glanced upon the same Would turn around and look for a name It instead observed every step That they traced and left unkempt… Having seen the world and earth so crude It thought of paving a new way profound Walked it on the untrodden path Amidst the chaos and unseen wars Abrasive steps shone its skin Erosion cleared the rubble within With umpteen sharp bends it dazzled and shined Being polished naturally By winds of time… And now it stood like a gem in the crown Glittering more than the real ones around Who were born as the precious stones This was borne to be the peerless one.
Hi everyone,
So finally the book “Suroor of the Soul ” got launched in India and dispersed the fragrance of the divine love everywhere .A wonderful event and an equally exciting one, I would like to share few pictures of the occasion .
Hope you enjoyed the few glimpses of the wonderful event!
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!
Soumya
A stalwart,
yes !
stands the pillar of life…
strong and erect in harder times.,
leans the weaker and the meek,
in its resistance
they discover
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…
morning comes..
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
a thought not so calm and gentle…
“you have to fight back each time…
you fall..
and stand back with vigor…”
speaks the inner voice
with an urge to let me struggle…
fighting against the waves
letting me flow with the real nature…
How long I flip my arms,
how far I stride versus the pressure
hails the heart loud and loud,
” Be yourself and proclaim as a wonder.”
A thought to motivate self and others. To win is to believe in self with conviction.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
the storms…
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…
burnt pyre of the hopes in flame
had remained ablaze
yet remained in haze
ashes now heap on earth
barren realm stands without shade…
had been once fertile
rained then the feelings
deserted now is the land
devoid of living…
for years when it stands such,
a cacti won’t grow on its soil thus.
…
soumyav 