Sadhika!

Sit beside me…

And let the black night enter your eyes…

Let it make your eye more magical…

Let me get drenched in the depth of your Black Eyes KumarKrim!

And let the night dance…

As it wishes…

This moon-less night …

It spreads like a Arabian black market…

And I place my heart near yours…

let sleep come when it can...

listening to the night...

as it hums your name...

again and again...

like a drum beat in a distant mountain...

like a veeja mantra

yet to be perceived to a sadhika... . . .

yours sadhika... 

Mukesh...

to and fro

O, who is going there!

When i call out...

The Empty Boat speaks nothing...

Quietly it moves from this shore to that shore!!

Invisible spirits play here like this all the time...

Night and day..

Never halting...

They carry feelings in their hearts...

Smuggle them for tears and smiles...

And move to and fro...

~Sunya Nauka~

Ye banate banate keise rista bana lia usne,
Milon ki duri se bandha do atma
Sabdo ki pheri- idhar se udhar...
Udhar se idhar...
Thoda sa hile dule ye sanson ka sunya nauka 
To dard se karahe do jude pran...
Kuchh likh ke bhejun...
Udhar se dardile nishwash sunai deta hai...
Ek muhn-heena insaan udhar se tarang se baat karta hai...
Gili batein baith kar in sunua nauka me at jaat hote rahte bas...

~The Spirit of the Camel Anklet ~

The distant chiming of Camel Anklet.....
Whirl in the air,
As if a nameless spirit is searching,
re-searching the home of it's previous birth...










And the Afternoon sings a gloomy song -
of a distant land,
of those thirsty cries that goes after a mirage...
Calling for water, for cloud, for rain...

The 'Chatak' starts circling the hot sky...       
 In a vain despair !
The pigeon-pair in my window pane
seems to nod their head,
As if they have read my heart...
They flap their wings,
Once, twice, but did not fly...

The distant chiming of Camel Anklet...
Comes closer now...
The nameless spirit sits beside me,
Somewhere nearby,
I can hear it's pale breathing...
and the the known silent smile...

Another Life...!

She is doing some house hold chores...

In the back yard,

Thinking of him...

The Lean One...

....

And She can hear his speeding footsteps...

yes the Brahmin is coming...

cruising through crop fields,

A child, curly haired, fare faced, kajal anointed round eyed,

sitting upon his right shoulder very conveniently..

They are approaching...

She is shy, as she is half wet 

and not decently dressed...

Still she is smiling,,,

Apprehending, how he will say give me food now...

And how he would look at her...

She touches her slightly protruding belly...

yes, another Life!!!

*   *   *

Aur wo ata hai,

Ghusta hai jeise angan me,

Aur mai sarmake, daudte daudte 

angan se ghar ke andar ghusti hun ki saree gili hai mere, 

Dekhega to khaega nahi khana......

............................................

Par wohin pahunch jata hai,

Teji se,

Patla sa jawan muhn, ek dhar ka -Mukesh!

Aur mere hairani dekh kar 

ankho me anurakti bhar ati hai uski,

Ek dant ko dabaye, 

ankho se ajeeb tarike se haste hue 

kahta hai,'le pakad ise, (bachhe ko) 

mai nahane ja raha hun...

Niche muhn kie, lajake bolti hun, han, thik hai...

To satke bolte ho, tu pet se ho jati hai, 

yehi tere problem hai/yehi baat tere hajam nahi hoti mujhko...

To mai dhakelne Ki koshish karti hun to, 

aur v khinchke dharte ho chhati me samet kar ...

aur dhire, bahut dhire bolte ho, 

mai thode na chahta hun ki tum eise ho jao... 

samjhi ki nahi...

Aur mere gile saree se 

ubhre hue dahine taraf ke nitamb par 

dhire se apne bayen hath se chat karke marta hai...

Mai chaunkti hun ...to haske bhid ke dharta hai...

Bachhe ki ujale muhn se ba..ba..ma...ma sunai padti hai...

Ashu ka rang

Ashu ka rang safed v na hua,
Gori Kanha ko dikhae to kya,
Gira aur kho gaya...

Jahan ye chhup gaya
Us kagaj ko lekar pani me dalo,
Dikhega kya...
Leke ag me seko v nahi dikhega,
Aur Shyam puchhe, kahan,
Dikha, preet ki nishaani kahan,
Rai kare v to kya, dikhae v to kya...

Isko dekhne ke lie kuchh to tarika hoga,
Ankho me apna ashu bharke dekho to
Dusre se giri ashu v dikkhega,
Ek jadui khazana dikhega...
Ye Mohan ko kaun bataega...

Holi ki Hardik Subhechha!

Rangotsav!

Prabhu Ranga khelibe kahile,

Ajhat hele…

Ki rang debi taku mu…

Sabu ranga ta nianta padila…

Kala Kanhu sabu ranga kheli sari dela…

Bahut khojili, mana lakhi ranga na milila…

Prabhu Ranga khelibe kahile,

Ajhat hele…

Ki rang debi bhabi mana-sindhuka kholi

Andalu thili rang_be-rang kete katha…

Tirchha akhire se hasi dela,

Kahila-ete khoju tu kisa pain

Ei ranga mo mana ku paila…

The Appearance!

In the labyrinth of the wakefulness and sleep,
Saw My Lord appearing as Uthita-Lingam before me...
In the darkness the slithering tumultuous Lingam 
seemed so towering...
I was about to be fainted and paralyzed 
By this sense-churning sight,
When a half-painful, half-lovelorn voice ringed in my ear...
"Dekho to, keise ho jata hai..."
And the voice, the pain ringed in my being...
And i came to my senses,
And said, assuring Him-
You are unearthly for me my Dear,
And dazzling is your beauty!
Then i started Mukha-Archana to worship him...
The Divine Lord then writhed with pleasure...
And started smiling at me....
With his blissful ahhh-nada,
Hundred thousand carnation bloomed...
And Moon went mad seeing all this...

Rangaa Rangaa lage Tu, Shyam...

Me

Pagal man ki pagal batein...

 pagal sadkein... pagal mere ankhen...

Rangaa Rangaa lage Tu, Shyam...

Rang me dube dunia sari,

Na dikhe agae, na pichhe,

na dikhe asman na dharti,

har aur bas Tu Tu....

Rangaa Rangaa lage Tu, Shyam...

is lie, kya Radha bawri bhai...

Mukesh

darker than the dark clouds

your hair is colorful

whiter than white tusk

is your brightness

whiter than milk

is the color of your mind

your words are like morning dew

your love is a deep as blue Ocean

your love is like spring season

wont faid with time

deby deby deby

Dubby ...

Me

Can't thank you enough...

its beyond the rules of Love...

only can gift you my shyness,

and a lotus-spread smile...

bowing to You Shree Mukesh,

i babble your name... Mukesh Mukesh Mukesh...

and close my eyes surrendering myself...

in your warm, flowering vibes!

Mukesh

hey .... I am melt in your warm frgrance breath in your

Deep love .. I am disslove in your holy dept of love ... Deby ...

Deby ! You brought in my life 101 DREAMS

rainbow has Slipped sky

your naughty look is lightning my heart

love you all my heart .

When i lose my ability to speak

how much i feel for you

and the heart is churning so vigorously

that i can not breathe...

nor i can cry...

nor i can move...

then i want to bend down to touch your feet...

and to find my shelter there...

Rai bani chakori

Kahe khali piu hun faag lali laali,

Fagun ki Raja, Sayiyan, Ankh kari kajrari,

Barasa de Rang, Murari!

Ye sath baat kare...

Ye sath baat kare, Ye sath phul ban khile, Ang ang madhu jhare, Pran-saakh me khusboo bhare... Ye sath baat kare, Tu neerab rahna, mai khamosh rahun, Sathi, Ye sath apna kahe ...apna sunae Yehi baat kare...

Hath Gulali...

Jo dharun tere muhn ko,
to hath gulali ho mere,Mayukhia...
eise har pal aye Holi re ...

Abir nahi gulal nahi 
eise hi bina baat ka rang jae
man, tan, pran...
Tere rang hai ya preet ki rang
bata, Jhumaria re...

Rang Tere Ankho Ki Kanhu,

Rang Saat Rang ki...
Uspe mile Rang Dil ki
uspe rang tere ankho ki Kanhu,
Uspe Rang mere bhige chunar ka...

Happy Holi Shree Mukesh ji! *

Innocent Moments

O Lumbini Budhha,You have seen-
Eyes meeting and melting into each other,
Hearts laughing in the lap of Hussain Sagar,
When You light up here,
As a Giant Candle
In the evening altar!

Do you remember all those eyes
That look at You
With a trembling smile...
Being Siddharath you must be storing
These crawling humanity
In your unlimited memory house...

Sometimes, while watching a slide show,
Do you want to caption those moments
That has flowered beneath your foot hill...
So innocent they are...
Like an infant
that has just stepped to the world!

A Brief Halt

Rays of Light coming from a far away land...
Intersect each other,
Creating a Star...
Do they have something to say each other
Before they start their journey
To illuminate another Black Stone-
Another Star!

 

A Blue Rush...

A dash of blue,

a flash, a sudden movement,

and a flight....

to this Ma's squeal of joyous cry-

hey, dump-head, see Bhad-bhadalia...

it's good to see this...

and all i see ...

is a bit of rushing blue...

a blue mystery...

Vasantia-Pravasi Pakshi

Pravasi Pakshi,
Kebe kebe tu asu,
Jharaka kholi mu chahin rahi thae,
Nila akasha re jebe udi jau,
Suna paksh jhadi dei jau...

Sei suneli paksha ku
Chhatire jadei mu pachare taku
To naa...
Au se kahe 'Vasantia' boli...

Han, sata katha ta,
Vasanta re tu asu,
Patra sabu naram kaanla hele
Tu asu, mu jani parilini kemiti..

Phulare phulare gachha bhaari hele
Tu asu.. Chup chap tu asu,
To dena pitiba sabd subhe kebe,
Kebe subhe nahi au...
Suravi au Sameer ra nirbandha hele,
Tu asu..
Amba Kasi ra sugandh jhula re
Basi tu asu...

Pravasi Pakshi,
Vasanta re tu asu,
Eka nua diganta ra sandhana re,
Tu asu...




~Vasantia~
11.4.2014

Pain so sweet..

Pain can be so sweet..

.

only Love can teach us, 

as it wears a pair of tearful eyes and a smiling mouth 

that beholds RadheKrishna in a soul !

that burns as a sacred deepam!

does He need an abode!

Does He need a clean, decorated abode - 
He who wanders in crematory grounds...
He who sits for ages in the darkest, unreachable caves of the Kailash,
He who surrounds himself with jackals and applies cremated ashes
He who is wearing the digant-horizons,
He, who is dancing upon stars
He looks as if he is sitting idle, but is He?
He, the Nakshyatra sadhak, does he need a temple to be adored!
He is everywhere.... In free energy...
Floating like a Fallen Blessing!

True Colour

Who is rowing
and what the other is seeing...
it's the blue eternity-enveloping all.

who are the passengers,
what do they talk...
it's about sailing, searching for a coast.

where the sail had started
where it drifted to
who can tell the directions
only the dark silhouettes 
sitting there, used to the inkish spread
know their true colour.

Soaking in

Welcome Rain-God,
i have opened my eyes 
tear or nectar whatever
i will soak in...

http://youtu.be/jBo-SRByqLs

Tear Vault

Is it Raining...
or sky has split into two...
is the soul of the flower crying...
and someone by chance left open the Tear-Vault!

Varsha Tandav

Om Namah Shivay,
why this incessant rain...
why out of season downpouring...?
are you doing Varsha-Tandav!

Soul Flower

When someone speaks good of you
Loving them is easy;
When someone speaks ill of you
In cold blood,
Ravages your soul ruthlessly
Loving them, is Love!
This can come from an already bloomed soul-flower!

Faces, You never see,

Faces, You never see,
Places, You never know
Pass by, one by one...
Landscapes, no one can identify 
with any territory or local name,
It's so same yet so different...
The stretch water bodies,
The tree line in the distant horizon...
The nameless Greenery
And the 'sleeping stations'...
The train went through...
And there....in the dark, under the bridge,
thousands of sleeping souls says -
Welcome and Goodbye!

Silently it crawls...
The soul of the Rail compartment,
Sleeping, yet awake with a distant pull...
Crosses river of consciousness,
Constantly it moves,
erasing all distance...
kilometer after kilometre 
joining Day to Night, heart to heart...




http://youtu.be/jh1kTLXblw4