In the desert,
There is none but the legs
The ever-trusting & protecting camel
Is also lost in the desert typhoon.
The life is in the throat
Begging to be released sooner
Mrigatrishna no more lies ahead
Calling, come...come...
It's too gone out of sight
It was the false cause of going..
The deity of the desert smiles
As the prayers are heard
It's anklet tinkle sometimes
Its wooden shoes makes cacophony..
It's a she and a he
Both!
And is listening..
8.30
27.7,2016
Man ki patali gufa me,
Ek Kabutar, safed, udta hai,
Uski pankh phad-phadahat se
Kahta hai,
Han, yahan v Koi rah sakta hai!
Man k patali gufa me Koi rahta hai!
Gufa me mandir bhi hai,
Kabhi Kabutar bayen tarf jae,
Wahan k roshandan me beithe;
Likhe-1.11
kabhi dayen taraf jaye,
Wahan k dhuan-bikherti hui jharokha me beithe
Ude,
Pankh phad phad kare,
Kahe, yahan v Koi rahta hai
Itne bhitar bhi patali Ganga bahti h...
Man ki patali nagari...
Halka ujla, halka andhera kahne beithi hai,
Sannata Payal hai,
Nirjanata kangan ,
Chhat ki chuda se roshani ki ek dhar barasti hai
Kabutar is roshan-dhar ko pie,
Patali Ganga me nahae..
Yahan k jhilmil kamron me kuchh khole,
Fir pa jaye to aram farmaye,
Na pakad me aye, na kahin aur jae,
Puchhne par-"Kaun hai!"
Kahe- "Mai hun"!
Yahan k thandak bhaati hai,
Yahan k sukun man-bhavan hai,
Is patali mandir se uthe hue
Prarthan ki anu-punj k geet, pasand hai.
Man ki Patali gufa me Koi rahta hai
Rishani k kalam se kuchh likhte hai,
Dhuan se agarbatti banata hai,
Kya mandir me Koi Devta hai,
Iska khoj padtal karta h..
Man k Paatali nagari me ek pakshi rahta h
Ise pata nahi,
Yehi yahan ka Devta h,
Wo apneap ko khojta hai...
You are my Sanctuary!
I love me,
When You love me,
O Beloved,
I knew you without knowing...
There is no Truth other than this,
There is no heaven but your heart
There is no God but your soul...
I shelter you in all my Finality,
Collect me, fast, I am shredding...
Lovers in death
so entangled, so very together...
Death is the name of separation of body from soul!
But this separation theory also does not work with them.
They are so engrossed in each other, contemplative...
That they could not hear the footfalls of death!
Even death is scared n in loss here!
Lovers!!
They do beat every Truth of this universe and claim the Ultimate Truth- Bliss!
In Your Company n shelter O dear, i find everything from Heaven to God!
You are my Sanctuary!
I love me,
When You love me,
O Beloved,
I knew you without knowing...
There is no Truth other than this,
There is no heaven but your heart
There is no God but your soul...
I shelter you in all my Finality,
Collect me, fast, I am shredding...
Lovers in death
so entangled, so very together...
Death is the name of separation of body from soul!
But this separation theory also does not work with them.
They are so engrossed in each other, contemplative...
That they could not hear the footfalls of death!
Even death is scared n in loss here!
Lovers!!
They do beat every Truth of this universe and claim the Ultimate Truth- Bliss!
In Your Company n shelter O dear, i find everything from Heaven to God!
Ek Vanik raah chalte hue ek Raahgir se takraya
Dono sath beithe,
Raat ka waqt tha,
Aur Vanik ne apna bhari hui jhola khola
Heere jawaharat se bhara tha,
Wo roya...
Raahgir ne puchha kyun ro rahe ho?
Itne dhan to hai Tumhare pash,
Aur khane ko v majedar jaike?
Vanik ne kaha,
Ye jawaharat bech nahi sakta, mere Patni k hain!
Uski yaadein, Sath lie chalta hun,
Darta hun, Koi lut na le,
Jayega to do- dhan aur yadein!
Raahgir tab apna jhola khola-
Kuchh dhuan nikle aur upar ud gaye,
Chandi k badal!- vanik ne puchha!
Raahgir bola, han, par ye barsenge nahi!
Kuchh nahi h inke andar, na yadein na dhan!
Tu sach me Maldar nikla,
Kyun na kuchh Kissa Tu Suna
Apne daulatgaar ka...
* *
Raat jam gai,
Aur Vanik bolta gaya...
Dhan daulat k khajana khulta dikhai pada,
Ek ek...
Aur bich me Raahgir chillata rahta,
Arae, lagta h, dekha kahin Isko,
Ye jebar, jani suni lagti h, Dost!
You are my Sanctuary!
I love me,
When You love me,
O Beloved,
I knew you without knowing...
There is no Truth other than this,
There is no heaven but your heart
There is no God but your soul...
I shelter you in all my Finality,
Collect me, fast, I am shredding...
Lovers in death
so entangled, so very together...
Death is the name of separation of body from soul!
But this separation theory also does not work with them.
They are so engrossed in each other, contemplative...
That they could not hear the footfalls of death!
Even death is scared n in loss here!
Lovers!!
They do beat every Truth of this universe and claim the Ultimate Truth- Bliss!
In Your Company n shelter O dear, i find everything from Heaven to God!
Bouquet of Three-Kiss-Flowers
& A Ribbon of Affection!
29.6.2016
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I Love the way You Smile,
My Dazzler,
It Heals n Flowers my Heart...
The Magic Carpet spreads before my eyes,
I enter the Land of Miracles..!
With You...!!
Your eyes,
The way Smile twinkle in them
And runs like a wild deer upon a jungle-stream,
Like the moon shines from among the dark clouds
After a long long long wait..,
And the sweet nectar dripping,
My soul savours in it..
You smile,
And so many threads, silky,
Grips me, from all sides...
You smile
And someone covers
A warm blanket upon my cold entity!
You smile,
And mind stops working..,
I fuse into You...
Slowly, softly ,
Feeling the process of merging!
You smile
And doors to the
Past, present & future opens up at a time!
The dancing raindrops upon the ascending staircase,
The half-cemented brick wall,
The wet lime tree...
Trembling and embracing -
The stooping sky
That has bent so low to kiss the earth...
All of it
Is a page from a old failry land story book
That smells like some scented wood!
The old page that talks of Ancient Scent
Or
The Perfumed Page!
Or
A Page that knows to talk
Or
A page that talks!
10.7.2016
A Cup of Nectar ...
& The Lovers Rejoice..
The Creation is in the Rhythm of Ecstacy!!!
Sings Merry merry...
Make merry.....
Here comes the 'Season of Abundance!'
The Coloured Butterfly, well hidden inside
The Personal Sanctuary,
Hypnotised in Bliss,
Hums Love in the ear of the half-asleep Flower...
From the very beginning
i stopped leaning on my understanding,
knowing my limitations and the God's grandeur...
I Trust completely.....
That the oar of my boat is not in my hand...
The Unseen Power is rowing,
With a Mystique Compass,
& with Loving Guidance...
Is with me,
Knows me: my Prayers & my Ultimate Harbour!
In a frenzy of who will talk first..
The time swiftly grew wings...
And flew by...
Through Your Laughing, Serious and Large Eyes,
By my scented smile...
I was there somewhere,
But could not find myself...
The Painter had all his focus
Centred upon Your 'Eager Face'!
And the time grew colourful...
Like Your searching stares..
Went up the sky, rotated a bit
Adjusted to an angle
And get fixed in the sky...
My Rainbowy,
Its all about Your colour,
Splashed everywhere
And my heart dipped in seven colored pool...
One by one...
Slowly turning from yellow to green...
- A Dream
6am...
3.6.2016
Eyes and love..
Smiling eyes-
creating a limitless valleys of flower bed,
When love is around;
And those eyes that are once filled with life,
Flows like rivers and completely drains out any living pulse!
When love is not around!
How true You are dear,
When You say, how can iblive without You?
Those who say, I can't live without You,
Practically, they are the ones,
Who have to live without the dearest one!
Call it the test of Love, or fate,
But this happens...
Once a Chilika,
Now a Thar...
Still as they lie dying,
A stretch of vast sand sea,
Whenever the dearest one come
And touches the boundary,
they make sure, some cool breeze should blow
To tell -Yes, I m here, changed, but lying, in wait for You!
-14.6.2016
They don't understand
What they are doing...
I forgive them-
Are the last words of Jesus..
Don't kill the bird
I can feel its pain, Devadatt
Are the words of Siddhartha,
On the way to rescue a bird.
Nobody will do
What they do to others
If they realize how much damage
They are causing.
They just point out others follies
Without showing theirs.
It's not the height of the throne
Upon which they sit
And claim -they rule!
Its their own hidden follies
Which noone points out to them..
Who wants to waste time in meagre arguments
Meaningless n useless.
There are other things,
Grave, deep and important
That needs attention..
Why the wheel has to be stuck upon
The same number-
Torture, forgiveness, self denial
And Compassion!
Why?
It can go some other way,
Some other number!
13.6.2016
