You Smile...

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!

A Page that talks of Scent!

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

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...

The Oar-Man

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!

Upon The Coloured Wings...

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

Once a Chilka...

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

Understanding Other Numbers

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