Monday, 27 January 2014
Friday, 24 January 2014
Silent Pleas
Early in the morning,
The Roads of Hyderabad is filled with the sweet tinkling of Camel Anklet,
Yes, Camel Safari, right beside your doorway!
The soft feet that are designed to
walk on soft sands
are forced to go on
upon the concrete roads of Bhagyamati Nagar!
Who listens to the silent pleas of the mute gigantic animals!!
The Bull, supposed to be Nandi,
loving companion of Sriman Mahadev is a beggar here to...
With a traditional trumpet beguiling,
an unwilling, lean yet finely dressed up bull,
tied n pulled, goes door to door
begging on the day of Paurnamasi!
Who will make him walk loose, on his own, free!
God be merciful!!
The Roads of Hyderabad is filled with the sweet tinkling of Camel Anklet,
Yes, Camel Safari, right beside your doorway!
The soft feet that are designed to
walk on soft sands
are forced to go on
upon the concrete roads of Bhagyamati Nagar!
Who listens to the silent pleas of the mute gigantic animals!!
The Bull, supposed to be Nandi,
loving companion of Sriman Mahadev is a beggar here to...
With a traditional trumpet beguiling,
an unwilling, lean yet finely dressed up bull,
tied n pulled, goes door to door
begging on the day of Paurnamasi!
Who will make him walk loose, on his own, free!
God be merciful!!
Tuesday, 21 January 2014
Saturday, 18 January 2014
Friday, 17 January 2014
Thursday, 16 January 2014
Tuesday, 14 January 2014
Those old innocent days
Those old innocent days...
when smile flies all over the blue sky,
like a bird who found the right direction towards home,
when eyes open and there stands God,
just before you, right before you,
as fresh air...
when smile flies all over the blue sky,
like a bird who found the right direction towards home,
when eyes open and there stands God,
just before you, right before you,
as fresh air...
Sunday, 12 January 2014
Infinite Love!
+++++ INFINITY +++++
I am walking on the brink of life ,
SearChing for the unveiled wiSdom ,
Trying to unravel the feelings of strife ,
And from these complicated mysteries get freedom ,
I am trying to search for divinity ,
Is there an answer to these Paradoxial thoughts
'Cause all I can find is Infinity .... !!!
infinity is infinite,
how can you find it dear MukeshShree,
only you can be it...
so Be The Infinite Dearest One!
Debahuti Panigrahi
Now i see the picture,
The scenery...
Where you roam like a Wandering Wilderness,
Into the soft feathery embrace of the Blue Evening!
Ahh, i enter into a canvas,
It's called your Heart
And i could not find me...
It's your voice i hear everywhere,
It echoes... Reechoes...
And you stand like a soft star
in the distant horizon
Unwilling to twinkle.....
With a candle in hand
I light You!
Kumar!!
.
Mukesh
Dear Debashri ...
magic , magic , magic
its neither black nor white ,
But still magic
The force , Power of love , So strong :.. Still soft Debshri
So thrilling yet pleasant our
hearts ...
Thank you dear Debshri
ll Radhey krishna ll
Even from the distance
I could recognise you,
Your foot-fall creates a certain music,
Which the strings of my soul
know from infinity!
Oh, how dearly i view your shadow,
Loitering there just like that...
A loner you are...
And how i dote your foot-prints,
& thesweet smell of the song of your soul
From infinity!
Bird Man,
Blue Man,
Infinite Man...
Endless Nature embraces You
With both hands..
I played the cello
And sing your name several times,
They become birds
And have gone to you,
To surround you
To tell you
That you are remembered...
Always .. In my heart!
I am walking on the brink of life ,
SearChing for the unveiled wiSdom ,
Trying to unravel the feelings of strife ,
And from these complicated mysteries get freedom ,
I am trying to search for divinity ,
Is there an answer to these Paradoxial thoughts
'Cause all I can find is Infinity .... !!!
infinity is infinite,
how can you find it dear MukeshShree,
only you can be it...
so Be The Infinite Dearest One!
Debahuti Panigrahi
Now i see the picture,
The scenery...
Where you roam like a Wandering Wilderness,
Into the soft feathery embrace of the Blue Evening!
Ahh, i enter into a canvas,
It's called your Heart
And i could not find me...
It's your voice i hear everywhere,
It echoes... Reechoes...
And you stand like a soft star
in the distant horizon
Unwilling to twinkle.....
With a candle in hand
I light You!
Kumar!!
.
Mukesh
Dear Debashri ...
magic , magic , magic
its neither black nor white ,
But still magic
The force , Power of love , So strong :.. Still soft Debshri
So thrilling yet pleasant our
hearts ...
Thank you dear Debshri
ll Radhey krishna ll
Even from the distance
I could recognise you,
Your foot-fall creates a certain music,
Which the strings of my soul
know from infinity!
Oh, how dearly i view your shadow,
Loitering there just like that...
A loner you are...
And how i dote your foot-prints,
& thesweet smell of the song of your soul
From infinity!
Bird Man,
Blue Man,
Infinite Man...
Endless Nature embraces You
With both hands..
I played the cello
And sing your name several times,
They become birds
And have gone to you,
To surround you
To tell you
That you are remembered...
Always .. In my heart!
Friday, 10 January 2014
Roaming inside Your Heart...
Now i see the picture,
The scenery...
Where you roam like a Wandering Wilderness,
Into the soft feathery embrace of the Blue Evening!
Ahh, i enter into a canvas,
It's called your Heart <3
And i could not find me...
It's your voice i hear everywhere,
It echoes... Reechoes...
And you stand like a soft star
in the distant horizon
Unwilling to twinkle...
With a candle in hand
I light You!
Kumar!!
The scenery...
Where you roam like a Wandering Wilderness,
Into the soft feathery embrace of the Blue Evening!
Ahh, i enter into a canvas,
It's called your Heart <3
And i could not find me...
It's your voice i hear everywhere,
It echoes... Reechoes...
And you stand like a soft star
in the distant horizon
Unwilling to twinkle...
With a candle in hand
I light You!
Kumar!!
Wednesday, 8 January 2014
Sunday, 5 January 2014
The Magic- Happening!
I lean across the window pane
a magic is about to happen...
So says the genie of the conch ,
the candle flickers once, twice...
A north bound wind has just caressed
the window screen aside.....
And i wait with a tantrik heart....
The ocean will come with a billet doux!
I waited beside the window,
having done all the sacred rituals....
Then the conch sounded,
the burning candle let out a beautiful smell now...
i fell asleep...
And a hand appeared ...
A hand made up of waves
and stretches towards my window
with a beautiful flower to gift....
All i saw is a rose dancing, swaying in my dream.....
Devotee:Devine-Oneness!
The relationship between the Devotee & the Divine is like a Flower..
Here the petals are the love of the Devotee
and the perfume is the acceptance of the loving Godhead.
Without the Devotee there would have no colour or blooming petals
and without the Divine there would be no natural scent..
Together they become the FLOWER teaching common folk ONENESS!
Burning...
Roaming inside your heart,
bejewelled, flowered with joy
i find pearls, scattered here and there...
i collect them
i find Malachites swimming in mist
i collect them,
i find Lotus flowers
i collect them,
i sense now, i am entering the innermost chambers,
and stars peep from my hairdo, smiling,
i find a candle, a feather and an old book
with your name all over it,
i sit there in meditative posture,
gradually losing myself
and filling up your pearls, lotuses in me...
then i see you sitting right infront of me,
you say why i disturb you,
and your third eye pop open,
unleashing yellow hot fire,
i don't find a chance to defend myself,
or ask what is my fault,
when i am completely surrendering to you,
when i am full with devotion for you,
why you have to burn me like this O Siva,
my Handsome Mountain Lord,
why dhagad dhagad dhagad jwala...
is this your way of life,
i have heard that you are very loving
O Varadam paramam mangalamasi!
I went to Shyam barefooted
I went to Shyam barefooted
no penny in my pocket
No gift to offer
Haven't combed my hair
Rushed to the tunes of his flute as i am ...
I went to him as an arrow escapes from the bow
I run to him without thinking
whether he will be pleased to see me
I just went like a mad deer in a frenzi
and Ghanashyam hid himself under the tamal vines....
I went to Shyam barefooted
No gift to offer
Just to have a glimpse of him....
and to offer my life in his divine feet!
Stringless
I fly like a stringless kite
In your blue chest, O Vast Sky,
And strangely,
I am safe here...
Though i don't have any root
Any string attached to me,
I don't have any fear...
You give me your cloud couch
To rest my head
Whenever i feel no energy in me...
O my Vast friend,
In you, with you,
I feel no feeling...
And i become a part of you,
When you envelope my whole being!
It's like i float here,
With you ...
It's always like this...
No end to it.....
Megharaaj
Be a thick dark cloud
with gallons of nectar inside it,
& RAIN!
Be a white silvery cloud,
decorate the blue chest of the sky
Like the final stroke of a Painter
& FLY!
Why you become heavy n grey,
A Cloud Canopy,
That covers my heart
Not letting me see the Sun
& the Blue Sky beyond...
Megharaaj, Rain
And let the green earth create a Rainbow!
A New One!
.....
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