Sunday, January 31, 2010

Each day is the same day

Each day is not another day
Each day is but just the same day
Mind’s play is like clay
Concepts mold and differences made
To a deceiving point that slay us all
That each day is another day
And not the same day.

Each day is not another day
Each day is but just the same day
As various forms made of same clay!


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Friday, January 29, 2010

Dark night


The night belongs not to any
Yet some belongs to the night.

When love darkens with frustration
When depression scowls without inspiration
When reverie carries unceasing lust
When longing kills every strand of hope
Know ye….
That the night belongs not to any
Yet some belongs to the night
Perhaps you and I part of it too.

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Monday, January 25, 2010

enLIGHTenment

Shadow of my pains
Slowly wane
As the light begins to reign
Adding luster to each strand
Of my thought that dances,
Extemporaneously.

Shadow of my pain
Slowly wanes
As the light begins to reign
Making a path for my heart
To embrace the good
Filter the bad
in the wake of emotional anarchy.


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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Loyalty


Is loyalty
A mere word dangling between people
To be whisked by the winds of frustration?
Or
Is it an inherent quality of soul
To remain unperturbed amidst the turbulence?
Or
Is it a bordering feeling
To favor disloyalty
When things go faulty?
Or
A manic depression, which,
kills the true passion,
With illicit impatient?
Or
Just another word to fill the gap
between the lines in the dictionary?



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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Let me be….

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Awestruck at the mystery of nature’s strange plays
I realized distance in time is not even a second away
Yet everything seems to be at distance in space
Is this the gimmicks portrayed by mental aberration?
Or, is it an anomaly in nature’s endless evolution?
Rippling senses rooting the grips to the world
Grasping everything living and dead in greedy mood
Yet, contentment remains between the divides of soul
Filled with hatred and fears in an endless greedy battle.

Fleeting moments disappear unto eternal winks
So swift everything goes unto dungeon oblivious
Today-tomorrow-yesterday are all but plays
In nature’s gaily rhythms of daily dreams.
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be
Birthday passes away with wishes and gifts
My breathes as usual I thread with grace
Always allow a silent brisk walk inside our minds
I pray we cease to be with the gripping desires
When the moment comes let us be freed
In the embrace of the power divine, forever.


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Monday, January 18, 2010

When people speak with tears…....Haiti

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Everything is dark
The weather is dead
The wind immersed
In the cries and shouts
That reverberate across the land.
The same earth I occupy
The same air feeds my life
Yet today I had my meals
Without disgraced of choices.
Sorrow I feel, or am I trying to feel
At the fate of my kinds far away
I am confused as I watch the fan rotates
And the luxury of comfort that cushions me.
The blanket, I need not because it is warm
Fresh water and creamy crackers and many more
All within my reach at any point of time
But, not for those breathing hopes beneath the rubble.
Understanding is not within the grasp of my mind
As to why must all this pain and sorrow inflicted
With bloody river become jelly like after a few days
And limbs lie far from where they should be.
Dwellers have lost their homes
Together they lost the lights too
I know their life is a swaying pendulum
The spirit snatched with unwelcome dance.
The night wrapped up their sky with fears
Promising hands reaching with lights shining
With uncertainty lies spread across their land
The people’s patience is being sliced unto pieces.
I pray their faith is not ripped by hypocrites,
Who give them river of  rice
And cash their faith with broken promises.


I pray their land will shine soon
And from their smile grows sugarcane.
God bless.




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Sunday, January 17, 2010

God


Beyond all
That reveals
Hidden, He lies
Unrevealed,
And man fights,
He is mine not thine.

The lonely God
In silence He laughs,
Eternally.

In delusion
Mankind wails,
And quarrel ceaselessly
Over name, bricks and mortal walls.

Each defend his own God
By killing His children of another faith
And shout with vehement cry
God Is Great!!
Whither goes mankind
Leaving nothing of kind man??



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Thursday, January 14, 2010

Karma

Remnants of actions and reactions
Floating in the universe,
Of good and bad all are made from
The same essence of creative mystery.
Each passing thought
Is…. a memory embedded in nature
Loosely impacting the mind
From, somewhere in the silence of time.
Each passing thought, Is,
The seed unknowingly sown
From a distance beyond receptivity of mind
Until a life begins to swell once again.
A cyclic agenda everything seems to be
To teach mankind the simple message
For a life prosperous, fair and wiser
Sow wise actions, so shall you reap wise reactions.

Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.

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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The stranger



I sit under the tree
Listening to the whispers
Of the wind
And rattle of the leaves,
Staring non-stop
At the shadow
Of the stranger
That glides lengthily
As the golden sun usurp the evening.
From the illusion of my mind
The stranger appears familiar
Basking in the golden light
He projects a smile mysterious.
Everything hued with golden shine
And I smiled within
Knowing the stranger
Is, none other but the illusive me,
The part remain hidden,
Yet to be awakened.

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