The Quest

time (2)

2012-01-19T23:19:00.001+05:30

waiting
minutes
hours
patience
runs out
to greet him
at the door
"in time.."
he sighs
I pretend
I didnt
realize

The Boy

2011-12-12T08:49:00.001+05:30

Wide-black-saucer like eyes
Haunted, hunted
through the barred window
"Take me with you"; It screamed
I looked away as fast as I could
The scene forever scorched in to my soul
I walked away a diminished man
as his piercing eyes mocked me
"You could but didnt,
You knew I was You once,
You still didn't care to set me free!"

Love

2011-09-12T09:37:00.001+05:30

His love was like a Square
Smooth planes that filtered sunshine
breaking into sharp menacing corners
that pointed fingers of accusation
mellowing down again into smooth planes
My love was like a Circle
urging one to walk the curvature
towards a future of togetherness
but ending up in the past,
stuck in the loop of habit
And there We stood apart, yet close
Exploring eachother's geometries
Unable to fathom the angles
Yet secure in it's sacred dimension

The Raven

2011-09-12T09:22:00.003+05:30

The Raven

soaks in the night

Into every pore

of his being

To reveal the light

Of the new day

To my soul mate

2011-04-12T20:30:00.005+05:30

Your Love speaks to me through

the drizzle on a Summers day

Through the spring flowers fallen

on my garden path

Its in the ten thousand stars

that burst forth in the night sky

Its in the quilt that keeps me warm

every chilly night

Your love permeates the darkness

when I shut my eyes

Casanova

2011-04-12T00:38:00.004+05:30

Your words weave magic around me tonight

Im like Alice in what they call Wonderland

of your body, exploring its terrain, spell bound

My heart beats wildly against yours

drowning my thoughts of getting away from you

which I must, I know, but I am just a puppet now

dancing to the music of your twinkling eyes

drunk on the poisoned love potion you feed me

The Storm

2011-04-03T16:46:00.006+05:30

The air was heavily laden with Silence

I await the downpour, for it is near

My skin tingles with the thought of getting drenched

in the tsunami of your fury

Its aftermath will leave just my carcass

half buried near your feet

And I will watch you from above

as you wonder how you can make me whole

how you can take me back home

The Silence now stings your ears

Your face is tear stained yet smiling

As you sit defeated, looking skywards

Redemption

2011-04-02T09:05:00.001+05:30

Little girl, though you live with me

I think I’ve lost you along the way

You don’t care if we don’t share a meal

You just want a warm bed to sleep

When you come home tired,

A place to rest your weary feet

From Mom, am I reduced to Inn Keeper?

There was a time when I was the World to you

A wide toothless grin lit up your face, sunshine

When you caught but a glimpse of me

I’ll live my life again in those precious moments

Alas, I must pay for my sins in this lifetime itself

For never playing ‘house’ with you

For putting my career on a pedestal

And watch you jump high to reach it,

To make me proud, get tired and give up

I didn’t see it then as I see it clearly now

I’m so sorry, darling!

Your hollow eyes say its too late

I carried you for 9 months, I cry out desperately

The door slams on my face

I’m not giving up

I’ll spend the rest of my life seeking forgiveness

I’ll make sure your bed is fluffy and warm

Your room is arranged just the way you like it

I’ll pray that you get home safe to me, darling

I’ll pray that my little girl calls me mom and means it

I’ll pray that your heart never get broken again!

Growing pains

2011-04-02T09:03:00.003+05:30

Her palm outgrew mine (they had fit in so well)

Her body outgrew the little clothes I had stitched for her

‘Mummaaaa’ had become a stern ‘mom’

She was unperturbed, unfazed

I guess, it was me who had to grow up!

Duality

2011-04-02T08:59:00.001+05:30

The same lips that kissed me

a few moments ago

Speak those stinging words

Those hands that embraced me passionately

Now hold my wrists so tight it hurts my soul

A schizophrenic moment engulfs both of us

Love and apathy

two sides of the same coin

that slips out of my hand

He lunges forward to catch it

In vain

I just wait for the spinning to stop

and accept the verdict

and my pain

just a thought

2010-03-10T16:52:00.006+05:30

I think about the precious hours

spent staring at the computer screen,

every single day,

and wonder,

if I had to give an account at the end,

of what I really did with my life,

what would I say?

I shudder!

Time

2010-02-27T01:58:00.006+05:30

The Night settled in, watching me through the window
The room was engulfed in a distilled silence
except for a dripping tap next door
Or was that Time flowing by
reminding me in a hushed tone
that a new day was round the corner?

22nd Feb, 12.30 am

To NID B

2009-09-24T19:27:00.018+05:30

Streaks of lightning, heavy winter rain

amidst drum rolls on the window pane

A voice pipes up with a familiar song

The stage is set, we gladly sing along

We share lives, worry about our fates

whilst sharing cups of tea with our mates

Theres always so much to do, such little time

and endless reasons to burst into rhyme

We dance at 2 am in an empty class room

Unfinished work, not worried about our doom

Jokes, banter, power naps in the college hall

with a twinke in our eyes, we'll forever recall

On the Edge

2009-09-22T18:13:00.007+05:30

On the cliff, she stood, gaping down

Her slender frame, covered the setting sun,

The pinacle was just as she'd dreamed

well worth the ache in her feet

She gulped the air like mana from heaven

enchanted by the gleaming valley below

A lazy daisy, peeped out of her pocket

She hesitated, then pulled it out

"He loves me...he loves me not"; she chanted

The view turned menacing with every other pause

Strange how beauty could transform itself so

"He loves me...He loves me not...He loves me...

He loves me not...He loves me..."

The last petal floated away into the mist

Relieved, she took her last step back

The Cry

2009-09-22T17:09:00.004+05:30

Clouds of Fear condensed on her forehead

Another soaked tissue was flung on the floor

Staring into the brooding night, she lay in bed

Sweat streamed down through every pore

Clenching her fist,"help me", she yelled

Waiting for her Knight to walk through the door

To her incessant cries, not one paid heed

She had called 'wolf' too many times before

Soon, in slumber she lay, her dreams fragmented

The invisible Knight said, rest in peace, mi amore

The Chase

2009-08-11T23:18:00.006+05:30

I ran alarmed, scared to death

I could hear the Demons chasing me

Yet when I stopped to look back

Why is it my shadow is all I see?

The Painting

2009-07-29T10:30:00.003+05:30

It was a moment of truth

when my brush touched the canvas

I tried to restrain myself

Alas! it was too late

The strokes were passionate, unrestrained

My fingers painted with fervour

while I watched helplessly

colour after colour splashed the canvas

I tried to cover it with my free arm

lest anyone would see my life

bleeding into the whiteness

that lay in front of me

Auroville

2009-06-23T19:03:00.003+05:30

Just for a second
I forget who I am
Or where I belong
I feel light, weightless
Its just Me and the Wind
engrossed in an intimate conversation
The pink Hibiscus sways
wanting to take part
The three of us merge together
As one entity we float
Soar high towards the clouds
and dance to the rhythm
of the silent heartbeat
of the Earth

Cleansed

2009-04-03T19:21:00.005+05:30

My breath is shallow, my vision is blurred
You pull me into your strong, welcoming arms
In your unwavering love, I feel cleansed
I put back all that is past, I must start afresh
I carry no baggage, just an old prayer
Wrapping it around my naked body,

I walk with you towards a new beginning

In your sacred love, I feel baptised again

The Revolution

2009-04-03T18:35:00.004+05:30

Footsteps moved on in a rhythmic pace
The quick strides echoing great dreams
The tall grass bowed down, waiting to be crushed
The stones crumbled, ready for their dusty fate
Thorny plants waited to be cut, flung aside
This was their supreme sacrifice
For the new path being created today
The path that would lead many a men
To the destiny that awaited them!

The brink

2008-12-19T10:37:00.005+05:30

I raced down the long hallway, once again
Doors stood like soldiers in a row, on either side
Some ajar, some latched, some locked
My steps faltered as I stopped to peer through
Multi hued memories lurked behind every door
Each room, a scene from the past
A younger, naive Me waved out from behind dusty cobwebs
I smiled tearfully and waved back
I hastily passed the rooms that lay locked
It was better that way, I thought
The keys jangled in my pocket declaring my guilt
The end of the hallway appeared slowly, mystically
I ran towards it,out of breath,my mind in a whirl
Sunlight streamed through a large window
It made soft patterns on the ground
It made soft patterns on my body as I stood there
I gazed questioningly at the world that beckoned outside
I could escape or be a held a prisoner of my past
I basked in the warmth of the knowledge of my choices
and propped myself on the sill...

The Wayside Artist

2008-07-09T22:05:00.005+05:30

He chased shadows from dawn to dusk
Never seeing them in shades of grey,
To him, they were of myriad colours and hues
From the yellow shadow of the fruitseller
sweating in the midday sun,
The purple shadow of the paanwala
with his brush moustache and stained smile
The cold blue shadow of the wary constable
stick in hand, standing by the curb
The bright pink shadow of the candyman
luring little children to his cart
The vermillion shadow of the temple priest
reciting prayers for alms
The nurturing green shadow of his mother
scolding him for coming late
He caught them all today...
Painted them fervently on an empty canvas
standing by his bedside
Exhausted, he lay down with a sigh
Ready to begin his journey the next day
Ready to fill more empty canvases
in which lay the Secret to his existence.

Change

2008-05-13T21:14:00.010+05:30

It's a 'microsecond' that changes our lives
When the scale tips, we are left in darkness or light
The familiar dissolves silently into the ashes of Time
The ground beneath our feet gives way, to fall or fly
We cling to Hope, that desert flower in bloom
And sail away on it, into Eternity's tomb

Untitled

2008-03-02T23:58:00.009+05:30

The cherubic faces
and cheeky smiles
lie to us incessantly
about a childhood lost
amidst grimey vessels
waiting to be scrubbed
with soap and tears.

Ghosts

2008-02-29T23:07:00.019+05:30

Old conversations, forgotten

swept away under the carpet,

crept up on me as I sat alone

They whispered in my ear

The drone like a rusty transister

All those words, was that me?

Why did they haunt me now?

When I wished for company tonight,

I hadn't invited ghosts from the past

The words snaked their way

around my trembling body

then faded away into the night

leaving the silence to sting me

I sat alone, betrayed by myself!

A labour of love

2008-02-24T21:05:00.014+05:30

Freshly cut strawberries glistened
awaiting their bitter sweet fate
The mixer jar lay open
A pair of calloused hands were at work
Strawberry pulp, a dash of sugar
blended in a jug of milk
It was a daily labour of love
The mixture was deftly poured
into a long glass, set on a tray
Many chores needed her attention
She smiled, then hurried away
I sipped the special concoction,
it played games in my mouth,
it wove stories of yore
taking me back to those childhood days
through its texture and exquisite taste
Soon, the glass was empty
and my heart filled, content
I realised the secret to this liquid bliss
lay silently in that perfect blend
of fresh strawberries, creamy milk
and a mother's unconditional love

I miss...

2008-01-11T00:52:00.000+05:30

Feeling nostalgic about Mumbai...maybe the sea in general... after living on the coast my whole life... aahh well :( :( :( Such is life!
Maybe i just need a lil vacation in goa...what say ;)

I miss...
The wind’s sweet melody
played upon the ocean
Laughing waves riding high
reflecting the setting sun
Looking up and gazing at
Seagulls, homeward bound
A sudden spray on my face,
Its salty memory on my lips
Tiny shells, smooth pebbles
clutched tight in my hand
Watching lazy footprints
Impressed in the sand!

Freedom

2008-01-11T00:05:00.000+05:30

Freedom to run
Freedom to hide
Freedom to laugh
Freedom to cry
Freedom to dance
Freedom to dream
Freedom to disagree
Freedom to be
Isn't it ironic then
that I stand today
upon this earth,
a Slave...
to my freedom!

The Border

2008-01-06T21:11:00.000+05:30

I stand vigil as the night casts its shadow
And the world, now clad in black, sleeps
My only company are crickets
Keeping me awake with their banter
On the other side of the barbed wire,
(they call it enemy territory)
Another soldier stands at attention
Our eyes meet, I see the hint of a smile
He looks away, I see discomfort
I think how our lives are but the same
Living on memories and some letters
from a family miles away, yet so near
that we can touch them with our eyes shut
Each of us guided, by the love of motherland
and other philosophies that seem alien at this hour
If my duty is truly the protection of my brethren
I ask God, is he not my brother?
Does the barbed wire that divides us,
Separate us from Humaneness too?
As the night wears on, hands on our guns,
We stand like we have, night after night
Soldiers on duty, awaiting a new day!

Will you?

2007-12-13T01:19:00.000+05:30

There is a ransom on my life today
The note lay written by me
As my world lies in disarray
My note stares at you, proclaims
How much my Life will cost today
How much you will need to pay...
Just your kiss that I will adorn
Your touch that will warm my soul
Your love that'll make me whole
A tender smile like the break of dawn
Yes, thats all it will take to save me
Will you pay up before I'm gone?

Will you?

The Magnolia

2007-11-08T23:26:00.000+05:30

The magnolia flower lay wilted
under the tree, near my feet
I thought about her life so noble
for, just yesterday she was in bloom
had stood proud, pink and pretty,
spreading her fragrance into the world,
expecting nothing in return
Today, as she lay on the ground
withered and unwanted
almost waiting to be crushed
would anyone miss her, I wondered
dusting the mud off the dried petals
I scattered her in the wind
for the wind had carried her scent once
so only it should have the honour
of this last sacred rite,
with a prayer, I stood under the tree
a lone figure, mourning her loss...

Ode to the Ganges

2007-10-16T00:59:00.000+05:30

Oh Mighty Ganga!
Flowing from the Heavens
Born of the Lock of Shiva,
Patiently awaiting Pilgrims
From far and wide,
They traverse to you
With that single hope of redemption
Waiting to submerge themselves,
Their Lives, their Souls
Hoping for salvation
With your sacred touch

You watch silently
With prayers in your heart
Which pandits mirror
Through a rhythmic chant
You wash their bodies
You cleanse them of their sins
Then flow away quietly,
Heavy with sorrow,
Muddy with their filth,
So they can walk away renewed
With the promise of paradise!

Monsoon magic

2007-08-19T00:09:00.000+05:30

As you glide towards me, slowly
The Earth imitates my body
Parched and longing...

As your hands reach out for mine
The Wind imitates my breath
that blows cool Summer’s angst

As your arms encircle my waist
The Rain imitates my tears
quenching the thirst of the ochre earth

Thus, I melt into your arms, Love
Tearful, trembling, ecstatic
Like the first Monsoon shower!

Dont Open your Heart too wide

2007-08-14T01:20:00.001+05:30

Sorrow sought me out one day
Didn’t realize my folly then
I embraced it without a thought
It made its home within my heart

Now, solitary tears, I weep
I catch those tiny teardrop pearls
Around my neck I string it loose
My new necklace and my noose

I feel the Sun shine too bright
I spurn it with downcast eyes
Laughter eludes me, ashamed
It accuses that I have changed…

Don’t open your heart too wide
For anyone could stride inside
Some must be kept at bay
Let not Sorrow come your way

I wrote

2007-08-11T04:07:00.000+05:30

I lay awake one sleepless night,
With the soft earth, my bed
I filled my pen with ink blue sky
My soul as the book, I sat to write
I wrote about the Moon maiden
Gently bathing Sea and Earth
With soft moonbeam seduction
Beguiling seafarers and poets
I wrote about the multitudes of stars
Glinting like sequins on indigo cloth
Sold by merchants as royal finery
I wrote about the cool night breeze
Its jasmine breath enveloping me
With tales from a long journey
I wrote about the cotton puff clouds
Enjoying a game of hide and seek
Teasing the moon, teasing me
I filled my pen with ink blue sky
I wrote… I wrote the whole night

Moments in Waiting

2007-08-03T02:30:00.001+05:30

I paced back and forth, in impatience
And Time ambled like a bent old man
Carrying the weight of Mankinds Sins
I pleaded, urged Time to pick up pace
Bring me closer to my Love's embrace

Time and Distance

2007-08-03T01:50:00.000+05:30

I stare ahead
At the distance that looms
Between us
A distance purely physical
For spiritually we are bound
By a sacred thread
Unseen by the human eye
I just close my eyes to feel,
Your warm breath on my back
On a cold unfriendly night
But as those nights melt into days
Winters into longing summers
The tentacles of Loneliness
Choke the life out of me
I cannot help but wonder
How long I can go on like this
I am but human
And Memory can fade
Into nothingness
And the Physical distance
I had scorned, till now
Laughs at me
For it’s my sole companion
It's my sole reality…

Untitled

2007-08-02T23:28:00.000+05:30

By the dancing flames in the fireplace
Her wizened hands swiftly knitted
The needle darting in the air and back
Prancing to the rhythm of her heart
The threads wove exquisite patterns
Of blushing pink to violent blue
The threads wove patterns from her life
A garland of roses intertwined with tear drops
Heart warming sunshine with storm clouds
Naïve young dreams laced with Wisdom
The fire crackled as she rocked to and fro
Knotted hands moving at a frenzied pace,
Needle and thread, a laughing blur
Then she stopped before it was complete
She shivered in the warmth of the fire
And tucked it away in a dark dusty drawer
Kept it away for another lonely night
The unfinished patch lay like another pattern
The patch, complete in its incompleteness
Much like her life, she sighed smiling
As the needle lay lifeless in her fingers

The Mirror's Woe

2007-07-31T23:33:00.000+05:30

Once,
The innocent mirror stood tall
Reflecting the World around
Capturing the beauty into its soul
Feeling blessed, at peace...
Today,
It stands woeful, defeated
The changing reflection of the world
Spreads like a cancer within
The view assaults its surface
The noise rings shrill
As gun shots mingle with orphans cries
The harsh sounds pierce its being
The mirror shatters into fragments
As son mercilessly kills father
Over a small barren piece of land
Each broken piece of mirror
Recoils in horror, fragments,
Again and again,
Till they are just dust
To be swept away by Time

The Traffic Signal

2007-07-09T01:33:00.000+05:30

First, stolen glances
Shy and awkward
Then a deafening silence
Within all the cacophony
As the world swirls past
We stand gazing, enchanted
Our Eyes mirrored
Endless possibilities
Thoughts racing,
We stand breathless,
Yet our bodies so still,
In our own little Universe
In a Galaxy far, far away
In another Time and Space
Cars begin to honk
The din wakes us up
The mist magically clears
As the traffic signal changes
We begin to cross the road
Almost collide
An apology floats across
Almost too quickly
With but a backward glance
We walk our different ways,
On Earth once again!

Without you

2007-06-26T15:51:00.001+05:30

Your footsteps echo hollow, in the recesses of my mind,
It’s your shadow I glimpse, when I look out for mine.

While you rode away from me, fading into the dark,
The Oasis of my life faded into a Desert so stark.

Through it I meander, my feet sinking in every dune,
Each step a hurdle, my Life Song’s a fading tune.

Today, it’s your Void that has me in its clutch,
My own body reminds me but of your sublime touch.

As I walk along; memories ride heavy on my back
Bent and blistering, I stumble through Life’s lone track

The tears stream down to form a shimmering pool,
I stop to look inside, see you gazing back, sorrowful.

Another tear drop falls; its ripple distorts your face,
A sign to continue my journey, through the desert haze.

Lord! Had it been better, if our paths never did cross,
Having been alive not knowing True Love or Loss?

If those stolen moments of paradise, we did not share?
Lord! Our paths did cross and that’s my Cross to bear!

24th June’ 07

Metropolis

2007-06-07T02:05:00.000+05:30

The Great City sits back
And watches, amused
As the Sea of People
Crash in on its Shores
Ebbing and Rising,
With every Moon
A Sea of People
Completely engulfed
In their own Existence
Conscious of nothing
But their own Breath
Swimming frantically
Towards an unknown Goal
Swimming furiously
With Scarcity of Time
Their only complaint
Sucking in the Wary Visiter
Into its treacherous Whirlpool
Spitting Him out on the Shore
Then sucking Him back again
Till He has become
Just a part of Them
And the City sits back
And watches, amused!

The Swing

2007-06-05T02:59:00.000+05:30

I sit on my Chariot,
My body swings
The Explorer of the Skies
I can fly like a Kite
With two fine strings
The Wind teases my hair,
Urges me to chase
One push,
Towards the Sunset I race
The Sun, an orb of fire,
Rides proudly, resplendent
On its Golden Throne,
I drain the color
From the Blazing Sky,
And smear it on my cheeks
I wave to the birds
On their homeward flight
The face in the Cloud
Winks at me and smiles
Then Earth beckons,
I freefall to the ground
Like the Phoenix I rise again,
to touch that cloud
What fun!
To and fro, I sway,
Up and away, I go,
‘Catch Me...Catch Me’,
The Wind softly sings
Then Darkness creeps,
And the Stars peep out
The Night Owl hoots,
Was that Mother calling?
I leap off my Chariot,
For a Hungry Traveler
It seems, dinner's waiting
To stop me, the Wind
Tugs my tresses in vain
Go, but tomorrow,
We must play again!

The Beggar Boy-II

2007-06-05T02:53:00.000+05:30

A small brown form sat lone and huddled
On a street corner, one Winter’s Eve
I walked passed it, was slightly muddled
Stepped back to fathom what I did see

The brown form moved...it was alive!
From a tattered sack, a skinny hand peeped
An empty aluminum vessel, out did dive
Into a boy’s eyes, an impish smile leaped

I stood there surprised, smiling back
While within my pockets, I frantically searched
I tossed out a coin, it fell in the sack
Clutching it tight, his skinny hand emerged

He then waved to me in a sprightly sway
His sickly body, with hunger was maimed
I blinked a tear and walked away
Had I truly helped, I wondered, ashamed.

The Beggar Boy-I

2007-06-05T02:47:00.000+05:30

Heavy enough to weigh down his Soul,
A small aluminium begging bowl...

The Silent Stone

2007-05-28T15:24:00.000+05:30

I am called the Silent Stone
Once, a part of the Great Fort
Part of the brave front they sought
Yes once, In glory I had shone!

Now life seems like a long sabbatical
But the grand past, never forgotten
The Emperors, Noblemen, their Kin
Their lives lie etched in each particle

Witnessed the Coronation of the King
The Mighty Rajah's marriage
The luminous bride in her carriage
All the grandeur that Spring!

But Life, in true light I did see
What lay beneath that grand attire
Rise and fall of many an empire
And famines that brought misery!

Yes, I watched the bloody battles
The Mighty Rajah died there
Sword in hand, without a care
How grief had stung like nettles!

Watching what the Lord did ordain
I could've, The Truth, in verses sung
If only blest with a Tongue
Alas! Forever Silent I remain!

(a poem i wrote in school..in class 9..lol..found it after long and was fun reading it again!)

Conversation with the Gods

2007-05-25T02:06:00.000+05:30

Once upon a time, a man set out on a Quest. It was a strange Quest for he did not know what it was that he was seeking. How can I look for answers when I have no questions in mind, he thought. Absurd. Maybe I am looking for Questions! Questions nobody had dared to ask…Questions that would put the Universe to shame, he thought slyly.
So with the wind in his hair, his heart aflutter, he set out. He walked day and night thinking of his dilemma. Who could he speak to? Someone who would not call him a mad man for he had heard that before… He walked as if his very existence depended on it.
As dawn broke early next morn, his trail led him to a small hill. He steadfastly climbed while the path conveniently snaked its way to an ancient temple. It stood there, miniscule, almost hidden by the dense undergrowth, overlooking the picturesque valley below. As he approached the shrine, it seemed as if it had been expecting him....
He climbed up the narrow steps, stooped to touch the holy ground with piety and folded his hands. In the centre of the shrine, stood five Hindu gods. There was Brahma the Creator, Shiva the God of Fertility, Parvati the Goddess of Love, Ganesha the God of Prosperity and Nandi the Sacred Cow.
The man took his place next to them hoping they would prove interesting company, a soundboard to his anguish of the nameless Quest for Questions.
All he got from them was contemptuous silence. He was embarrassed and then angry. Did not the Gods have any pity?
The sun grew stronger and he felt his face flush. Suddenly he was distracted by the buzzing of a bee. While he strained to hear its gentle drone new sounds started coming into existence. He could hear the Wind whispering through the trees trying to tell him something. He could hear the river playfully gushing nearby,birds chirping in harmony while the long blades of grass around the temple swayed to this divine music. He took it all in like a breath of fresh air and then shook his head. How could he have been so deaf? It was the Gods that had been conversing with him. They spoke to him of love,that what he was searching for was peace,which he had to look for Within. Their divine silence silenced the voice in his head, to make him listen to them converse in the most ancient language of the Universe, the one Man had stopped listening to ages ago.
He sat there mesmerized. He had been so consumed with what he thought he was looking for that he had not been able to hear anything but the rambling of his mind! The Gods now beseeched him to interchange his senses, to see with his ears, feel with his eyes and experience the divine in a more profound way. A wave of peace swept over him, its coolness seeping into every pore of his body. As he sat transfixed , he smiled. His Quest for Questions was abandoned for the delightful conversation with the Gods.

Strip Me

2007-05-21T23:42:00.000+05:30

Strip me off my Mask,Oh Lord!
My body burns up like a fever
In its cocoon like warmth!
I feel tired, burdened, stifled...
Strip me so I can bare my Soul
Feel the wrath of the Seasons without Fear
Float up to you with my arms outstretched
Content knowing that the only shield
I would ever need, is You!

15th May '07

A Potter's Dream

2007-05-04T21:47:00.000+05:30

At a lump of clay,
The Potter gazed.
Its moist body lay,
Soft and unformed.
Moulding it in his mind,
Into myriad shapes,
The Potter smiled
And closed his eyes.
Oh such beauty ,
did he fantasize!
A lump of clay…
Dreams to realize.

…..4/05/07

To Mother

2007-05-04T21:30:00.000+05:30

The hands that wiped the unstoppable tear,
The hands that rocked me to a dreamless sleep,
The hands that bathed my deepest wound,
Those gentle hands, I revere!

The lips that kissed away despair,
The lips that sang away the blues,
The lips that prayed for my wellbeing,
Those smiling lips, I revere!

The eyes that swept away my fear,
The eyes that glowed whenever I shone,
The eyes that reflected my inward joy,
Those loving eyes , I revere!

…..2/5/07

Vanity

2007-05-04T21:24:00.000+05:30

A vain little dewdrop
Sparkled on the leaf,
And as she lay atop
Mirroring the Sun,
The daughter of the Night
Challenged the Mighty One!
Spurred by an ancient memory
She glinted, laughed at the rays
Wanting a moment of Glory
It was but insanity
For soon she was consumed
By the fire of her Vanity!

The Awakening

2007-05-04T21:12:00.000+05:30

From a great slumber, she awoke
That sleepless, restless night
Her soul stirred, stretched…
Reached out to catch the stars,
That reflected in her twinkling eyes
She shed a lonesome tear of Gratitude
And flew to heights unknown to her
Danced to Music long forgotten
To tunes she had kept shackled ..
to the depths of her Being
That sleepless night, that wondrous night
She’d died and then rose again!

...2/5/07