skips the pulse , one breath I lose
a moment of your thought
when my eyelids gaze the blue
searching for the brightest star
its twinkle reminds me of you…
amidst the constellation
a unique stellar assemble
come closer ! I whisper,
as I capture Thee
in the quiet lake of my iris
to bathe in amor
the lotus petals seal until
the aurora pierces
the dark firmament and falls on the bud
about to blossom.
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Oh! am god’s clay
soft , tender, smooth
yet can be brittle and tough at times
nay, I ain’t hail
from the breed
of proud ,haughty misnomers
who sparsely realize a drop
of tear worth…
neither they hath seen the
gory of dead or
the dreaded hunger
yet epitomize
words ..larger than life
social and palpable
..they have mugged the
Oxford handset
decks which every word as treasure
alas! never could their heart get drench
in the tragic rain of worries under the
shrouded
rain coat of superficial fashion..
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In the catacomb
lies the book
undusted,flipping pages
across
folds of time…
in sepulcher
rest myriad thoughts
buried emotions
locked inside the heart’s vault’
in labyrinth , like a untangled mesh
they lived weltered
amidst the scallop of mess…
kabbalistic
the epitaph on the stone
reclines in slumber
the manuscript.
looked up, an old fragile flower
gazing at the wide azure
savvying for a drizzle
which perhaps
could
rejuvenate its trembling veins…
in an instant
vanishes, the evanescence
in the zephyr
“O! don’t take ages ..cries the
soul…
in more anguished pain…
suffocates the last breath
here , I strangulate .”
for long I had been
away from thy shelter
sneaking out of thine refuge
warping on false slumbers…
atrophied my stature
besotted I remained,
as the power of free will
diminishes ,
the mind emaciated…
Awhile the orphic shower cleanses
my deepest caverns…
let my petals secrete
at thy humble feet
the good , bad and evil
in a sacred disposition…
through the passage of turbulent times
runs the stream of love divine
narrowed which the chasm of nothingness
filled the vale with fragrant roses.
ravines cut by the flow of words
on the rocky path or desert
bruise the tender heart
the balm for this ache is rare,
hard to realize
and exceptional to find!
love for the soul
kindness at heart
benign the wellness,
gracious becomes the art!
I , a minute being on earth,
as I gaze at the sky,
far above
I find life…
flying in the blue skies..
sometimes in form of fluffy clouds,
amidst which the kites fly,
in the heaven far above,
shades of crimson highlight
the twilight
from where the creator
keeps an eye
on the tiny world
assuming to be high
.
.
on the ceilings
of the universe
where thousands crystals sparkle
…
here I lie on the ground
being scrupulous
of life forever…
In the air which I breathe,
I can experience the nostalgic feel,
when I walk across the glowing shrine,
that lies majestically beside the water…
The morning Azaan wakes my soul
as if I was in my country’s soul,
the huge gigantic structure stands
overpowering the weakened thoughts….
the minarets reinstate the presence
of the UNIVERSAL Creator as the lifegiver
reassuring the feeble mind
there is a mystery that is eternal
and flows with time…
Whether I kneel in front of my lord,
or I stumble near a church
If I see through the beauty of the mosque,
I find HIM in every place
reigning the millions of heart along
he dwells in every breath of mine
like the air I breathed with time,
whether I hear a devotional song,
a carol of the Christmas,
or Allah in Quran!
Components of the Eternal ,
constituted with his elements,
pure and divine …
shall always be!
Far away from the evil..
and its addicting nature within…
Sent as mortal beings,
the immortal souls ,
with embodied figures!
to learn and experience,
the world over beneath!
Fruit sweet and poisonous,
warned by gods ,
to the earthly dears…
consumed and absorbed by the fears,
transforming the eternal ones…
into mere mortals of this Universe..
Dripping along the curves,
drops of ecstatic nectar,
essence of perfumed florets invariable…
watery vapours in the atmosphere,
evaporating …
in the air…
with the rising phenomenon…
rhythm gentle,
changes to vibrant layers,
souls merge ..
as one in a sphere…
oneness known,
ne’er by the body and soul ,
ages since it birthed …
on earth from heaven!
But Alas! the mind never knew,
this wasn’t the only truth,
Wisdom brightened the way for some ..
who knew and realized the inner view,
walking on the path divine …
assimilating with the Elysian as anew!
Wait for a second,
turn around,
it was your life…
that got lost in the strife!
What do you see?
trees,roads,buildings,
people flocking on streets,
Or
noise ruling the surroundings….?
Think again,you were there till yesterday,
amongst the lost mob stranded,
in endless search of prosperity,
erasing the gifts possessed…
Running hastily to the work,
everyday you stumbled,
a hand which held you from falling,
you forgot to always thank her…
Never for a second you stopped and breathed,
the fresh new air of life,
never observed the buds blooming,
nor the sunrise…
Gone are the times.days of past,
never shall they be back again,
The moment when you realized the essence,
lost was the reason of happiness…
Get up! you dumb hearted dumb minds of today! 
before it gets too late,
rise,awaken your self…to see and experience,
the real bliss and happiness,
through the eyes of your loved ones ,
amidst the lap of nature,
gratifying shall be the soul,
when you shall be thankful to the creator…
soumyav 