WISHFUL THOUGHT !

With the setting sun the saffron radiance dissolved in the atmosphere,the darkness of the skies engulfed the ambience. Sooner or later , there was supposed to be a full moon light,where luminous effulgence bathed the world dispelling all the darker chimes. 

Untill then when the cycle completes ,the fortnight slowly walks and creeps ,every night will see the iniquity ,each hour of the dark will  reflect immorality.

Nox , must never had dreamt of such evil shadowing her beauty,but the minds of  many individuals have littered the charismatic visual.

Steadily as the moon grows each night, a ray of hope emerges and twinkles to shine with a faith in the heart that the lucent one shall dawn with wisdom and some conscience reflected onto every soul,that walk devoid of these for ages unseen.

Amongst the dead maze of the authoritative positions, with confusion in thoughts and prevalence of cannibals ,what a life shall the soul live amidst such barbarous ones, untill it armours self with a self defined preposition. Where the head is held high with conviction , mind alert in any contradictions, heart immersed in faith and hope, body ready to defend and guard itself from any aggressive force.

Bedecked and panoplied with every jewel of  life, we await the refulgence of the full moon night!

When the day will have the golden sunshine and night shall bring silvery shine!

When any hour of the whole day shall never make us succumb to fall as prey! 

With trustfulness and belief in self, I stand here praying for every generation! 

FEATHERS OF COURAGE!

 

If your feathers ever fall off

from your colourful plumage,

due to pricking

or pulling of your mane,

or because of harsh ill stricken ways,

don’t lose your heart…

let the fallen feathers find their way…

For you will have the new fresh ones..

growing sooner within days of sun and few drops of rain!

 

Let the feathers become strong 

and again magnificent to face a storm,

Fly back with the grace you own…

and the newly born courage! 

 

Make them the fierce fighters …

who can withstand any situation,

lashing back at the hands…

that lay on them even from unknown destinations,

Make them sharp and vibrant…

that everyone is struck with awe…

by seeing the beauty reflecting

and the fierceness

of the flying fledges…

along all the walls ,

that you come across! 

 

 

SLIPPED !

With utmost courage I stand up again,

after falling down the steps,

While on my way to the topmost floor,

of the tallest building known!

The stairs were slippery

and so was the floor,

glazing, reflecting, dazzling

with light more …

While alighting I looked around,

to the enrapturing scene profound,

desires started triggering ,

to possess  every possible thing…

that lay beside the lone staircase,

on walls and ceilings shining  blaze…

And for a second my gaze shifted,

from the steps …

and I slipped and lay flabbergasted!

Stumbling and slipping down,

tripping and tumbling  to the ground…

hurt ,bruised,

strains in self,

I got myself  curled …

and stood  up again!

With a pain and ache within,

of mind,body and spirit!

The fall reminded me every-time,

of the anguish that

was only mine,

So determined and resolved I became,

To walk and achieve the final aim,

without being distracted anymore,

to reach my predestined floor! 

ONE POEM- TWO ENDS!

Once  on the foothills of Mt. Killaraus,

lived a lad named Adriel,

lively,simple were his ways,

enjoying the light on sunny days…

Happily he helped anyone,

whoever went by or was in  trouble,

Never did he thought about himself,

whether it was sunny or the snowy days!

Years passed on and he  lived alone,

no friend he had,neither any foe…

Once it snowed till the height,

where people could n’t walk ,

and there was no life…

everyone left the place hurriedly,

the young man too followed placidly….

homeless,penniless in a town,

he strolled and walked,

with a hope to earn few pounds! 

very soon lady luck  smiled,

he started working as a bartender at night!

Nighttime at the highway bar was creepy,

criminals,robbers,girls all went dizzy,

his eyes stuck one day on a lovely lass,

who silently followed a big man everyday at the bar…

One glimpse was only what he waited for,

every night his looks searched for her glance,

mutely and silently between the eyes,

the twosome conversed without having a sigh!

One day ,there wasn’t the pretty one anywhere,

he tried to look for her everywhere,

nowhere could she be found,

even though the fat man was always around!

Desperation killed his patience and hope,

he followed the person to get the dope,

all went dark, and he sneaked in..

through the doors where the slimy man had been!

Groping in the dark,in silent steps,

he climbed up the unseen stairs,

some noise he heard from a room beside,

he rushed to the door of that room lit faintly behind…       

                      

                     

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         One  end( Pessimistic)     & Another end(Optimistic)                                                                                                                                  

Shocked and aghast,                                                                                                                                       

he carried himself  within,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

retracing his own steps,

he came back to the inn…                                                                                                                                   

Few shadows intermingled

A gorgeous gown flowed,

Consummating everyone,

With a laughter and roar,

  That he night he vowed he would never fall..

For unseen pleasures and unseen thoughts,                                                                                                                     

For he had been miserably ripped

with the trust he had on an  unidentified   fille!

Shockingly he found his girl bound in ropes,

with mouth gagged with cloth   and blood dripping on floor,

With a thrusting force he darted in,

hitting the oldie with a seamless bin…

As the man fell with a groan,

  the two young birds flew out of the door!

 Leaving the place and darkness behind…

with no trail of theirs in the given time…

Back into the lap of the warm mountains,

to live a life happily everafter!

Now the young man had a love,

 To be on his side and to be his on this. earth!

5 MAVERICK FEATHERS IN THE WINGS OF ICARUS!

Creating topics for me to reinforce back the reduced passion of writing since the last few days,        

  http://managuagunntoday.wordpress.com  tagged me in this wonderful challenge to give me a chance to come out of  inertia!

 

Well! I have to host a dinner party! And thats always been  my favourite! 🙂 Only that the guests were always  friends ,relatives or somewhat new acquaintances and believe me Iam a wonderfully perfect host! The challenge lies here in the guests list which is completely different!

The dinner is a simple affair:

– Five guests and myself . While relatives are permitted, it will be more interesting if guests are public figures – dead or alive, speaking any language – or even fictional characters.

– In turn, tag five others to hold Virtual Parties of their own.

The dinner would be held in the beautiful cozy hall with candlelights,although its not a romantic night! I would prefer having candles all over the place lighting up and creating the aura! People tend to open up more easily in dim light! rather than the brightness ,so to let everyone be comfortable and relaxed ,this would be the  perfect ambience.

For the Menu! It would be an ambrosia with the real nectar as a drink! 🙂

My guests of honour shall be arriving soon and here is their list as I welcome them on board with a fresh bouquet of wonderful exotic flowers!

MY 1st GUEST would be my Lord! without whom I cannot think of any occasion or ceremony! So for you all ! He is Krishna! According to Bhagavata Purana, Krishna was born without a sexual union, but by divine “mental transmission” from the mind of Vasudeva into the womb of Devaki.He is considered to be an incarnation of Vishnu, the Ultimate hindu God. All art forms that are found in India whether it is  dance ,paintings,scriptures,prose,literature are inspired by the life and divine presence of Krishna.His life is full of inspiration which if understood gives a clarity in our thoughts and living.

He can be a true conversationalist,as he is a good diplomat has the knack of twisting words to form rephrasing and an everknown statuette of  love and divinity. Being a prince ,he has his own charms and as an eternal musician ,his flute shall mesmerize the other guests and me like anything. A perfect one to be with  in all sense!

MY 2nd guest would be THE SINGING NIGHTINGALE OF INDIA- Lata Mangeshkar .She has a golden voice never to be forgotten. An evening with her would surely add a beautiful aura to the atmosphere ,for music shall be eternal then . Lata Mangeshkar is an Indian singer, and occasional music-composer. She is one of the best-known and most respected playback singers in India. Mangeshkar’s career started in 1942 and has spanned over six and a half decades.

My 3rd prominent guest is INDIRA GANDHI,the most powerful woman and the first Prime Minister  of India.She  remains as the world’s second longest serving female Prime Minister as of 2012and the only one  to have declared state of emergency in order to ‘rule by decree’ ..A multi faceted personality,who was deprived of a normal childhood due to the political activities of her parents,Jawaharlal Nehru and Kamla Nehru..It would be interesting to have her as a special guest ,where she interacts openly as how has her country changed and the world too in these years.Had she been there what would have been the condition and the difference in  India now?

My 4th special guest is William Wordsworth. The famous Romantic poet of all times.Wordsworth was Britain’s Poet Laureate from 1843 until his death in 1850.He married four times and its interesting to know what would have been his psychological conditions when he went through all the traumas of losing his wife and then again falling back in love.The zeal of moving on and the zest to live carries on such artists and writers to create historical creations… The Daffodils who would be the cherry on the top to hear from him. His inspirations,depressions,complexes and the homesickness he had when he went to Germany would sure be a delight to listen to alongwith what triggered him more to write!

My 5th guest would be Emperor Ashoka,who has been a significant ruler an d the most powerful kings of India from his kingdom spread upto the boundaries outside India from Afghanistan to Bangladesh!.He fought innumerable wars,and and is known to have flooded the paths by bloodshed in the historical War of kalinga.What transformed him into embracing Buddhism will be so touching to hear in his own words.The incidents and experiences shall be worth listening and inspiring for anyone who has a  spiritual bent of mind.

The combination would be a exhilarating one,, Gandhi having a world around her,with the Majestic Emperor analysing what would have been his place ,had he been born now in this present age…Wordsworth enjoying his own words, Lata to immerse the occasion with her melodious melody   ..and above all the Lord himself…. having a look at the scenario happening! His creations.all different in every respect in front of him.

The 5 bloggers who I am going to tag are as below: whom I want to be a part of this lovely challenge who will be hosting a dinner for another 5 personalities.

 

Subhan Zein…  http://subhanzein.wordpress.com , the modern voice of Rumi and Gibran!

Millie… http://momentswithmillie.wordpress.com ,  The beautiful entrepreneur with clarity in soulful thoughts .

Archana…  http://ravenousforlife.wordpress.com, A maverick of her own world of emotions…

Shalini…. http://shalinijena.wordpress.com, The new strong voice of todays! 

Tapish… http://lifeof24hours.wordpress.com , Beautiful tempering of thoughts about life…,

 

Best wishes to all of you! 

THE SWING OF LIFE !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Laps of oscillatory movements,

with moments as fulcrum of  thoughts,

the ropes of bonds and love,

seated on the emotions crushed…

 

Here sways the swing of life with rhythm…

 

Darkness prevails engulfing the light,

visibility diminishes , weakening the mind,

a lantern of hope burns and illumines,

the path untrodden …untraversed in life…

 

In such a way sways the swing of life in rhythm…

 

Pivot of the spirit , we decide,

accordingly the living takes the ride,

Dangling with the  strings of  our deeds,

Swinging against the wind is a newness we find!

 

Thus ! sways the swing of life!

 

Swaying beautifully ,flowing is  the swing of life!

In rhythm it moves and sweeps!

gently touching the air divine,

 infinitesimally making  our presence shine!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY BLOGGING WORLD!

 

Figuring out the thoughts in mind,

pondering on what should I write!

Nature,feelings,love,divine,

Every thing seems lost in my festival time!

 

Hectic schedule, running on toes,

in sleep too I get confused

and rose…

In the midst of the night,

only to find I am over excited and full of delight!

 

New land, different country,

Faraway from friends and relatives,

still the emotions flow and purge within,

The love to decorate the home,

cook and give the best cuisine more….

 

Even amidst the chores beautiful,

busier than the normal schedule,

I miss the world of blogging ,

the dear ones who encourage and are inspiring!

 

After hours long and at a stretch,

while I lie back very late,

almost dead and fatigue,

fragrance of my feelings intoxicate my being!

 

Dreams about the blogs missed,

what others might have posted,

the wishes of the friends unseen…

still having more warmth with feel…

 

Awaiting for some time  free,

when I can sit and read the pings,

reconnecting back to the world,

The land of dreams and passion untouched…

 

 

HAPPY DIWALI

Festival of lights…

Its Diwali today ,the colourful festival of lights..
Light -a source which expels darkness and illuminates our surroundings and us.

In Indian culture , traditional diyas are used to light up every home .

Every corner,every door and each passage is lighted!

True! a corner always needs more light than anything else,for the corners always reamian in dark whether in mind or heart.

Today I just want to wish all my fellow bloggers A very happy Diwali and would love to share the celebration at my homeplace…

With light ! O! LOrd!

Bestow on us the divine grace,

For we grope in darkness..

and keep falling more!….

With your Gracious presence ..

we shall be endowed

with a ray to illuminate our souls…

COLOURS OF THE SKY

Its evening time and he walked down the street that went straight to the sandy shores. The hustle bustle of the town nearly fades away as the street bends around the edges and moves towards the golden beach.The crowd too starts disappearing as the road moves on.

Rarely do people  walk across this road for everyone is busy in their fight for survival.

People having families sometimes occasionally drop in there,for the sake of their children who like to run and build castles in the sands.

He ran his fingers through his soft hair and walked on gazing at the serene atmosphere and the sky which showed reflections of thousands of colours that he never saw before.Was it the sky that was giving him an indication or was he been open to the vibrations now?

It was a mystery.

It always is.Nature at every step gives us an indication of the happenings that are going to affect our lives,be it good or bad.Its just a way of providing hint from the invisible one to us,the ones who always believe the things visible or seen.

For some even feelings and emotions shouldn’t matter too ,as they are not seen but just felt. Human mind always has the reasoning ready to defend the poorly conceived ego held   inside just to satisfy the hunger of being superior or important.

As he stepped in the sands of the quiet shore, a sudden feeling of calmness grasped him.Never had he felt so relaxed and soothing . The touch of the beautiful sensation of the golden particles made him smile unknowingly at nothing. He didn’t care of what the people around him were thinking or saying. He just went on…slowly into the waters that came in form  of gentle waves to touch and kiss the shore.

So pure and selfless they looked,rising falling over the sea,reaching the shore after bridging the long distance of the sea ..and then simply touching and returning back from the shores without grumbling.As if it was their work to be endlessly in the cycle of such a game.

The sun had set now and the moon with the galaxy of stars had stepped in.The sky looked amazing and the view very enchanting.Nevertheless,he had never noticed such a moment in his whole life with such focus and observation.He again smiled back ,this time engulfing the fresh breath of air around him as if rejuvenating his mind and soul..

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The next morning he got up unlike the rest of the days,early and on sunrise.With a fresh zeal of enthusiasm and smile on his face and in his heart, he started the day with full passion.

Every stress and tension that had swallowed his peace of mind had vanished and he could see the colours of the sky more clearly than ever.

HAPPINESS

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Come back”,

Spreading his arms he beckons!,

“Embrace me with your presence,

Without you , its just a waste,

of life and the glittering pleasures…”

 

“Don’t turn your back”,

He pleads,

“I will listen to your suggestions,

deriving joy from simple things..

will  now be my natural behaviour…”

 

” How do I convince you of my promise and decision,”

He utters ,

“Finally after so many setbacks ,

I have learnt this gist of nature…”

 

“Stay here with me in my heart for ever,

I shall spread thy radiance ,

around me and the ones who need ,

the very everlasting joy  in large measures…”

 

She turns around,

Rushes back  to  be in his arms,

getting absorbed in his soul,

He smiles and rejoices the moment ,

As 

 The beautiful HAPPINESS  sojourns

in his heart forever…