Dawn

Let each day
begin fresh
and each new dawn
begin bright and crisp,
with all the staleness of the experiences
be taken in by the darkness of night.

Let each day
bring a new life
and each new life
has a clear soul
with all the bitternes of previous experiences
be taken in by the darkness of night.

Let each day
begin a new search
and each new search
has a desire and impulse
with the bitterness of previous failures
be taken in by the darkness of night.

Let each day
begin with a new desire
and each new desire
has child-like innocence
with all the bitterness by shrewdness
be taken in by the darkness of night.

Let each new day
begin with a new walk
and each new step
is guided by Your steps
with all the bitterness of wrong steps
be taken in by the brightness of Your light.

Let each day
begin with a light
with Your glorious light !!

Love

When I bowed,
You kissed my forehead,
gently held me,
and I was immersed-
In shower of Love
pure and chaste!
In the grace of union,
enthralled and captivated!
In the moments of pleasure
forever and eternal!
In the powers of blessings
undeniable and mesmerising !

When I bowed,
I lost myself
and found You
in all
and everywhere.

Journey of life

So very often
I have stood at crossroads
looking at all the directions
waiting for a clue
where to go
to complete the journey-
the journey of life!

North is robust,
East very vivacious ,
South so surrendering,
And
West so abundant!

I look inside,
deep within I am vulnerable
and so I want to tread North
to gain the strength!

I look inside,
deeper I find fears and uncertainities
so I want to go East
to gain spontaneity!

I look furthur
I find intolerance
hence going South
I can surrender and tolerate more!

I look furthur and furthur
but find nothing - just hollowness
and so I hope going West
might fill me up!

Tell me,
oh lamp post,
you have stood here so many years,
you have seen so many passers by,
please tell me,
as you have answered others,
please show me your light
as you have shown path to others,
which direction to go
to complete the journey;
the journey of life -
completed so many times
yet incomplete everytime !

Months of summer

Months in a year
from May to June,
With long and lazy
summer afternoon,
almost nothing to do,
make summer vacations curse not a boon.

All I want to do
is croon and croon
to please Artemis,
- the God of Moon
to stay longer
and rise little soon.

Hands in hand - hold me tight !!

Naughty eyes,
bouncy bodies,
hands in mud delightfully together.

Bright eyes,
swaying bodies
lock hands in hands- tight together.

Softened eyes,
shivering bodies,
looking for a hand to hold tight together.

Serene eyes,
Slow pace,
trembling hands hold each other's hands tightly together.

Don't want to rush

Mommy, don't wake me up,
let me sleep more.
you think I am being languid,
however I am dreaming us together.
Please, let me enjoy the sweet dreams!

Mommy, don't ask me to gulp down,
let me enjoy bite by bite
you think I am dreaming
however I feel satiated and contented.
Please, let me enjoy every morsel!

Mommy, don't ask me to be first,
let me enjoy the alphabets, words and letters,
you think I am being disobedient,
however I am grasping complete and all.
Please, let me learn on my own!

Mommy, don't ask me to rush,
let me go at my own pace
you think I am dawdling
however I am stable and steady.
Please, let me enjoy the steps and strides I take.

Mommy, please slow down for me,
let me enjoy the passion,
you think I am being clingy,
however I love you the most.
Please, let me enjoy the togetherness!

ज़िन्दगी और में

मैंने कहा ज़िन्दगी से
रूठ के न जाओ तुम,
कुछ कह के, कुछ अपना कह के,
यूँ बेवफाई तो न बरसाओ तुम।

बेरुखी से वो बोली
मेरी तो तेरी थी ही नही कभी
जाने की बात करे हो तुम
में तो तेरे पास आई ही नही कभी.

Identity

We have lost our identity everytime we have introduced ourselves. Each time we sound so superficial; nothing from heart...just from the mouth. Words come out but no expressions. Everytime we have handshaked and said the name, we have actually pushed across not only who we are (with an objective to establish association in terms of religion, surname, place) but also what we want to be. We want to be associated with the poeple of the similar backgrounds. But little do we realize that where we have an association, the heart speaks.....there is no need for the words. Silence speaks. No need to share your glorious past or future aspirations; bonds establish by themselves. Kids make friends; hardly they ask for name. They enjoy just being with each other; building the castles together or sitting quietly with each other.
Let us also try to look into each others eyes and let them do the talking !

Oneness

I see white light,
sheer and bright.

I walk mermerised
up the moutain,
down in a valley,
all alone
yet very carefree
I see nobody,
in the vicinity
but I feel the warmth
and the coziness.
I feel light,
the path is clear,
long and narrow,
picturesque,
for me to go,
all alone!

I see you,
my Lord,
holding me,
sitting besides me,
I realise,
you were there all along,
I just evaded
but now I am happily caught.

I cling to myself,
I embrace myself
as we are one...
you inside me,
I inside you.

Diamonds and Rubies

Diamonds and Rubies
set together
side-by-side
florally
are like a couple in concert
melodies of heartbeats
rhythm of breath
and endless love.

Or like two lovers
sitting in company
staring relentlessly at each other
enjoying each other’s flawless beauty.

Journey

Zesty strides,
swift pace,
lively spirits
full of grace.
Twinkle in eyes
and a warm embrace
makes journey
full of solace.

Cheater pants

Pull up your pants,
cheater pants,
go,
play alone
cheater pants !

You have dropped a card secretly,
Tom saw your act,
cheater pants,
go,
play alone
cheater pants !

You have broken silent vows of commitment,
We have been deceived
by you cheater pants,
go,
play alone
cheater pants !

We have a second name
for you cheater pants
and that is double-dealer
We will call you 'bamboozle'
go,
play alone
cheater pants !

You cried and kicked,
yelled and howled,
we stand against your contankerousness,
we form a 'united aginst cheating' club,
go,
play alone
cheater pants !

Glorious sun

The crimson,
yellow-orange,
bright sun in the clear blue sky.
Golden streaks,
warm rays,
lustrous glow,
countless blessings pierce through me.
Warmth captivates,
greatness engrosses,
expanse fascinates,
simplicity charms,
gratitude mesmerises one and all.


Oh Glorious Sun,
I relinquish myself,
to let my ego burn
to let conviviality prevail.
I bequeath myself
to let my anger dissolve
to let affection prevail.
I capitulate myself,
to let my lust disappear,
to let devotion prevail.
I bestow myself,
to let my voracity raze
to let generosity prevail.
I forgo myself,
to let my attachment burn
to let disentanglement prevail.


Oh Glorious Sun,
take me in,
and let me dissipate.

Love bird

Who am I, I ask ?

I look in your eyes,
I see a love bird,
but
who am I, I ask ?

I am beautiful I realize,
for I see appreciation
in your eyes.
But who am I, I ask ?

I live in a beautiful
but artificial nest
I fly here and there
but where do I belong, I ask ?

I have You,
very beautiful, I appreciate
I make love
but are you my love, I ask ?

I have tears in my eyes, don't you realize
for I feel so taut
but
why am I called dewy, I ask ?

I am tumultuous, very disrupted,
for my love is gone,
but
why am I called a love bird, I ask ?

Pardon me,
oh my darling,
I am sad, very distressed,
for my love is gone,
but
why can't I forget my love, I ask ?

Tell me,
oh my darling,
when you are here,
so close,
why I miss my love, I ask ?

Who am I, I ask?
I look in your eyes,
I see a love bird;
Is this me ?
but
who am I, I ask ?

Let's fly !!

Oh, my darlings !
Oh my sweet darlings !!
Throw away the fear,
hold me tight, dear
let's fly..
to the new heights
and new horizons.

Spread your feathers,
let fresh air fill your lungs,
let the expanse of sky fill you up,
let's fly now..
to the new heights
and new horizons.

Take a final bow,
embrace the strength,
look down from here,
let's fly now together..
to the new heights
and new horizons.

Nest

Dear beloved,
come let us gather green grass
soft and lush
to build our nest.

For I long for those quiet summer nights
with no bright lights and piercing horns
night so quiet that I hear your beat
and you hear mine.

For I long for your quiet glance,
and innocent stare
following my every flutter
with so much love and care.

For I long for sitting together
on a branch
with the turmoil of stillness
and comfort of closeness.

For I long to be together
in one nest
with the grass so green
and the grass so lush.

Amaltas

Beautiful, dropping flowers,
golden garlands
on the trees.
Trees have borne
love and lust
for the season,
attracting bees and birds like me.

Trees stand motionless,
as flowers bloom;
happiness creates stillness
for there is sadness in it.
Sadness to loose the
embrace by the flowers
when winters pour in.

I have stayed on you for the last winter,
I have been your companion
in your loneliness.
My little sparrow's chirps
would have perked you up
as it livened me up.
I have felt your loneliness,
your love and your sorrow,
Oh, amaltas !
Accept me as your friend....
as I belong to you.

Hunter's loss

There was this moment in my life, when I felt stranded - I chose to sit motionless in the hunter's net. Hunter's heart swelled with pride; he was joyful at the golden grab but the ecstasy didn't last long for I was faintly breathing. He was suddenly sad; I guess because he wished me to see the sparkle of victory in his eyes, and there, on the contrary, I was sitting very motionless. I was calm and praying. I was in the net, but the hunter was now feeling the lump in the throat. Despite being stranded, I felt free. I have taken control over the situation; not reacted to it in anyway; just embraced it. I knew, my endless fluttering would give a sense of victory so before dying I wanted to deny that pride and joy to my killer. I lay still; he held me and suddenly he felt a sense of remorse for already almost dead bird. He left me alone.....to let me die on my own or to fly again !(?).

Bird's eyeview

Every now and then, here and there, one is required to do a analysis of the situation , product, service or of the individual itself. Everytime I have analysed a situation; I have done to have a better control and understanding of the situation and the next time similar situation arises, I am ready for it. I ponder, but is readiness everything ? Why do I really feel the urge to be ready for soemthing ? Why can't I be embrace the situation itself and then accept the consequences ?
Life has to be full - full of energy; full of vitality; full of experiences. But how do we measure fullness in life ? It is so abstract and vague - there is no scale to take the readings. But I believe it can be measured against the emptiness in life. The more the emptiness, more the fullness in the achievment later on. I believe to enjoy a situation, task, or a service to the fullest, get rid of all emotions, feelings - negative or positive doesn't matter; but just the hollowness. Take up a task, give your hundred percent and then what you get is the utter bliss and satisfaction. But then don't assume or own the success, let it go, embrace the emptiness again, take up a task, give your hundred percent and then experience bliss. Let this cycle go on. Enjoy the spurtness of the life.