2nd November 2014 was a day of disaster for those innocents who went to witness an event .
Read my guest post about it on Vishal’s blog : http://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2014/11/06/guest-post-soumya-vilekar-read-on/
This is an imaginary excerpt of a real incident.
Thee , the emperor of the cosmos,
one who reigns the galaxy,
The pristine nature
on his glance…
whose tears flow on earth
as sacred Ganges,
To thee! I salute,
who visions the creation…
Soul of mine , thine art,
Thou colours have painted …
with the emblazoned emotions
…whence shimmers my heart…
I owe to Thou ,
the Supreme Lord ,
Craftsman of this existence
The Magnanimous artiste,
Every second, every moment,
that I have knoweth
every breath ,
the ceaseless energy
that keeps me dead or alive!!!!
shook the canopy of firm beliefs
law of impermanence wins
I rush aside to pinch,
O! Thee !
Is this the truth or
a destiny fragile!!!
what is perpetual,ceaseless
besides the sun,moon and innumerable stars
rivers floweth, and clouds walk
over the destined path…
nature invariably incarnates
transforms and regains
tis only the human,
which neither forever remains
nor lives as in the body of flesh
without being stale…
the essence of creation,
the fragrance of flower
the blueness of heaven
the serene flow of river
the smile of a baby
the soul of a human
contrary to the law of impermanence
of the Universe!
then how shall , me and Thee !
leave indelible marks
tie ourselves with the ne’er opening knot…
Tis ! the divine that binds us,
Tis the force cosmic that fastens us in
bonds of ancient births
kindling the flame twin, in souls
enlightening the darkened eleventh door,
Tis the ethereal cosmos,
life obeys the law of the Absolute one
in every age by his norms!
It has been a long journey till here ,as I publish my 800 th post today. Iam thankful to every reader, visitor, viewer of my blog and my friends who continously have encouraged me with their loving comments and through their presence. For my simple words , I write this!
“For affluence , I do not have words
my thoughts are unique.
different is my verse…
thou shall be comforted in the raging summers
as the lucid pleasant sprinkle on your cheeks
from the emotions of my poetic drizzle…
in chilling frosty weather
the ablaze of my burning passionate words
will warm thy soul as ever…
on lone nights, they can comfort thou
like a cuddling pillow
absorbing thy worries in dark hours…
in thy setbacks, or fall
inspiring, zestful glimpses
will make you stand with fervor.
O! friend ! my words cannot be diverse
but my reflections are unlike and inimitable”
The thread of the golden hope breaks in seconds
in disbelief, thou,hold thy heart,
with a grip of fear and restlessness
a thought strong , known and proclaimed,
thou,shall love me forever.
the lost soul suppresses the kindle of
with an urge to set alright
dissolves in thou forever.
O! Thou! tranquil peace of my heart
I await your presence
soak me by thy shower of fragranced love
utterly in delight, I whisper!
between the breath of mine and thine
dances the pulsating heart
that which once was mine
now adorns as your part!
Look! thine magic worked upon
the mystique feeling is on
like the champa flowers ,
I, as the jasmine statued captivated with your fall…
The fortress is my companion,
its walls my confidante
within the fortified ramparts
lie ,I and my solitary creeper.
It clings to a side
with a desire to feel the warmth
I, lost and abandoned
look for an auspice …
together we bind
knot ourselves in a string
hope where swings
light shines …
Hail ! thy wind ,we call upon
send us the fresh breath of the faraway blossoms
our air is stale
sleeps,the fortress in silence
I and my solitary creeper
fly away with the wind!