RAMBLINGS

The Monalisa

2011-12-17T01:39:00.004+05:30

Millions of Eyes
Some look at me
Some pass by
Some stay to Stare
Some see me through in hope;

Some find my beauty intriguing
Some write a book and
Some come to study and
Celebrate me and Da Vinci

I stare and see
and murmur to all
but in the mind they think
they see it all

Oh how I wish to speak
to those searching eyes
had you not with your brush
sealed my lips with a smile.

A Conversation with Silence

2011-12-05T22:10:00.001+05:30

It was as if there was no life around

Surrounded by the dead, the stagnant, the transient

All around me was Silence

And it spoke!

Peace and Permanence

Belonging and Beauty

Love and Life, are within you

Listen to it, It said.

I listen only to you

Your language I hardly understand

And in you I hear only the emptiness

Only the facade of everything present.

Not with the mind, my dear, but

With the soul, Listen to its divination

Seek its permanence and joyful eternity is yours

The Silence says.

I listen to the howl of breeze and smell its scent

The door bell rings and I have my companion

I see Silence leave, perhaps leaving the apparent civilization

Only to return.

May be to engulf the transient in Him.

Dancing With Time

2011-12-05T22:07:00.000+05:30

Yesterday, I remnisice
Tommorrow, I anticipate
Today, I while away
with Time,
dancing in
the stage of space
along with Him
in swift steps
I cross Yesterday and Today
and enter Tommorrow
He repeats His steps
and I go on
in this
whirlpool
Life
dancing with Him;
dancing
with Him.

Disturbing Peace

2011-12-05T22:04:00.003+05:30

A candle burns
in the silence
of the night;
though eyes
not awake
to see it burn,
my mind perceives
the disturbing
peaceful aura
it spreads.
Something is so
dreadful even in
Peace

Soul Search

2011-12-05T22:04:00.001+05:30

Walking through the woods
the soul inside
stirred by music
that the forest
seem to sing
searches the musician
waiting to wed
as soon as found

Sunny Morning

2011-12-05T22:02:00.001+05:30

The morning set in
with embellishments of fire
bombarding
the monotonous
fission of
human life
disintegrating
the atoms of energy
making the world
a little more unstable.
Oh! the Scorching Sun...

Layers A Spiritual Awakening

2011-12-05T22:00:00.000+05:30

Deep within the psyche
lay clustered
emotions
stirred once;
revealing beneath
black misty subconscious
opening with vibratory
disturbances
the primitive urge
atavisitc
a devouring ugly animal
stirs up violently
waking
the
divine...

Rain Romantic

2011-12-05T21:58:00.000+05:30

Her hands clasped the tiny rain drops
with rhythm a heart beat
she turned around
her saree trailing behind
and saw
Rain
she smiled
raindrops all over her face
her hair disheveled
yet beautiful
her eyes sleepy
like mist
her lips parted
like seashell
she held out her hand
inviting
and the rain came pouring
down....

Very dark

2011-12-05T20:12:00.002+05:30

The smell of the murky mud
bringing in the clouds
as a blanket over the
thundering sky
darkening everything around
the trees smiled breezily
as if they know...
the secret
but refusing
to tell me....

Wanderer

2011-12-05T20:01:00.000+05:30

So encroaching are the crossroads
entwined in the psychic progress
hindered by practical issues
confounded
I wander

to europe
searching the past exotic glory
given in the books
confounded
I wander

to the himalayan mountains
plush with green forest
beauty admirable
confounded
I wander

to the lonely islands
the hollow sound of the ocean
emptiness that ringed my heart dreary
confounded
I wander

to the hermitage of ascetics
the active peaceful atmosphere
disturbing the mind, wrenching the soul
confounded
I wander
and come back
struggling with
my psyche and soul
to find
Harmony...

We all are wanderers..........

Stone Cutter

2007-06-25T10:31:00.000+05:30

An old unprepossessing feeling
somewhere from the depths a native atavistic urge
The rain washed streets disturb
bringing memories of the distant past and the unforgotten
A voice crying inside
"we are the stone cuttters"
"the builders and the destroyers "
"we destroy what we build"
"we destroy ourselves"
The atmosphere too sharing
the sounds of laughter of the primitive!
They all seem to be alive
Alive inside me
I am the stone cutter.

Dream

2007-04-28T13:02:00.000+05:30

Falling over a cliff
I die
And I walk
Remembering Rumi and Sri Aurobindo
"There is no death"
Echo all over I hear
I turn and I see
All
Is there no death ? I ask
To whom ?
I am the question
I am the answer
I walk...

Whereto

2007-04-28T12:47:00.001+05:30

The Purpose seems adrift
Directionless
Mind wandering in the wilderness of civilization
And entangled in the web of technology
Things seems to be only a click away
everyone seems to fit in a Bubble-
Something stirs within:-
There is a blast
The soul escapes...
Leaving only the feeling of being alive...

Chaos

2006-10-13T11:47:00.000+05:30

The world is
but an unfortunate accident
The immortal play
of Gods and Goddesses
Rasa-lila, the erotic love
out of that a man
He will not be a' lone
so a woman
The Avalanche of creation

Creation is
but a fortunate accident
Without it
neither you nor me
You and me
somehow become we
We, the society
then a government, a state
The Avalanche of Nation

A Nation is
but mis-representation
Mis-representatives
it comprises
They rule or serve
a question not to be asked
You and I do not know
yet we seems to know all
The Avalanche of International

International is
but a misnomer
Nothing really is international
everything is mine
Mine is everything
The Universe exists
because I think
The Avalanche of Universe

The Universe is
but atoms and molecules
Electron and proton
neutron and positron
In eternal work
of an abysmal infinite chaos
Chaos is
what we all are!

The world is but an unfortunate accident
The immortal play of Gods and Goddesses
The result is
Nothing more than
a spite of an infernal chaos .

I Remembered Myself

2006-10-11T18:12:00.000+05:30

I wanted a rose
you reminded me its thorns
I wanted purity
you reminded me its austereity
I wanted to work
you reminded me my health
I wanted beauty
you reminded me reality
I wanted solitude
you reminded me my friends
I wanted art
you reminded me its laziness
I wanted poetry
you reminded me its over indulgence
I wanted books
you reminded me my duties
I wanted God
you reminded my 'you'
I wanted you
I remembered myself
lost long ago
In unknown lands
of imaginations untold
yet by some
destiny unrecognised
recognised me.

Time

2006-10-11T13:41:00.000+05:30

Yesterday passed in remniscing
Today in thinking
Tomorrow in anticipating
Time was, is, will be
pulsating
Years, months, days
Pass like tiny specks of dust
There is an unending oscillation
In the mind, listening
To the call of the wild
of yesterday
To the call of the superhuman
of tommorow-
Past was once present-
Present was once future-
all illusion
of Time

Go On

2006-10-11T13:37:00.000+05:30

What came not into my life
A sullen passion
A stroke of avarice
A sense of helplessness
A song of despair
A scene of agony
A sable of sickness
A strike of sloth
A sate of surfiet
A scar of lust
A sheaf of tears
A self of Lucifer:
A shadow of my own self
But a voice within
So shrill, yet so deep
Life is possible
Go on...

Walking With You

2006-10-11T13:32:00.000+05:30

Walking With You
down the lane
nothing crossed my eyes
It was you I was aware of
And the whole world became beautiful
The dusty road
The Crowded place
The bridge
The sunset
The madman
The on-lookers
Everything was beautiful
Until I looked at my watch
The reminder of the day
The reminder of the life , as well

A Life So Changed

2006-05-25T10:48:00.000+05:30

A Life So Changed
(written after I visited a monastery)

A Life so changed
By the coming of spring
Unexpected it was
Took me by a wave
I let it
Let it caress me
Let it engulf me
Oh! how late I was to realise
That I wasn't
I was left in the sea
Untouched, Unblemished
The vastness surrounded me
Alone, all alone yet, I
Wanting to be engulfed
Stood watching
The wave receed
The spring receed
But the change refused to change.