“Elan”

rumblings few
cannot deter the elan
the zeal borne out of enthusiasm
and charm
betwixt the intervals by trepid  interruptions
wins the way , Thou! solitary heart…

Thou, hath seen enough storms
tornadoes
that wreck and leave torn
yet thy ship has sailed through
turbulence , with faith and courage ,
in every voyage…

when piercing words like darts
poisoned
and bled the
innocent heart
Thou! solitary heart
like a calm breeze
soothed
the bruises of thyself
with divine charm

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Fanaticism

while the mind gets narrowed
with borders and limits
the heart constricts
suffocating emotions and sentiments
regardless of realization
acts a human foolish
fanaticism becomes the idol
of this age…

Those extreme views which
ne’er hath profited mankind
shreds the skin with a scrape
such thoughts guile and uncanny
knoweth not
this is not progress.

worrying,the situation
the fiend views
filthy minds put all at stake…
how shall the human race survive
how doth this world be saved?

 

I AM POVERTY

I, poverty, thy destitute figure of humanity,

In rags and mud , I am strewn,

Crushed by offsprings of  supremacy

An illegitimate child of power , Iam,

littered ,cluttered , scattered

The bitter truth of the world,

I, poverty, the homeless progeny…

… of the created hypocrisy…

Broods who in thousands ,

agonize in vacillating hearts…

never fathered by the dominions

although I am stripped and denied my part,

dither none, the authority stands unfretted,

I die and get buried

in the human carcasses…

to appear again in another misery

I, poverty, indigent is my form!

The Final meet

the earthly pastels saw the morning dawn,
when the lush green meadows
ran through the long stretches...
met the flowing brook whilst on their way
...little flowers bloomed and kissed
the charming sway.

the tiny weeds along the path
brushed and saw the new grasses born...

and far away a cry reaches another ear,miles apart
across thousand seas, under the vast stretched sky
echoing semblance of loved thoughts
singing epics of the eternal bond ...

here arrives on the heart of the ultimatum
on the verge of the universal sphere
in the aura of the pristine atmosphere
under the colours of the azure
amidst the fragrance of thousand jasmines
the final meet..
the unison of the earthy colours with the golden aureate
destined and predestined to meet...

PROGRESS

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Arresting the motion of  the dynamic flow,

halts the progress of  a learning soul,

clipping its wings , it lays chained,

fluttering to fly over again! 

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Liberating the thoughts of restless  mind,

extending the horizon beyond time,

frees the clutched expressions lying

dead  inside …

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Maneuvering the churning notions,

channelizing rightly the emotions,

letting the spirit steer ,

to guide the soul’s questions…

it soars

towards the open sky,

directional  and focused.

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relinquishing  the fears,

secreting  sheer exuberance ,

inquisitive the mind becomes,

then progresses forth,

every individual!

THE MAGNIFICENT TREE

A plant beside I had seen,

growing into a magnificent tree,

Years of endurance reflecting,

in the  hurricanes unseen!

Small and delicate when  it was,

it bent for a minute …

to let pass the turbulent storm…

through its gaps and its ends …

without breaking in any form…

While growing it became mightier,

trunk sturdy…

branches heavier,

it stood there in the scorching sun,

bearing the heat … to become the tougher one!

It now has an audacious presence,

shadowing refuge…

sheltering feared senses,

no tempest now can bend a branch,

Intrepid ,dauntless it stands to watch!

Alas! Mankind never learnt …

How to survive from a tornado!

Crumbled it gets to pieces …

When the glass of dreams get shattered! 

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.