Rain Embrace

Rain...
Has the capacity to transform...
A sad note to a joyous one...
I felt it today...
Without any preamble or a token of promise
That everything is alright.
It simply says-
Dance,
Because i am dancing.
Be calm
Because i am downpouring icecold water drops...
Its all part of celebrating the earthly existence i can gift you.
And i said yes to it..
And dance with my mind
While a scream came out piercing  my throat
As rain touched me and danced upon me...

A child sprang out of me with it's nonending curiosity and who does not know what melancoly is or has not yet jumped into the pit of depression;
And then the fresh adult who is master weaver of dreams, what is being shattered is not known to it yet...
They all catch hold of me...
and all of us danced together -
the ever happy child in me,
The ecstatic dreamer of me,
Me
and
the rain....

Small rain florets are all over me,
Rain ornamented me for the show.

Holding its hand
The hand of the rain i again have that feeling,
Its so familiar..

!!!!Rain Embrace!!!

Barsha ra Pauti

Barsha ra ajasra dhara dei
Mana udi jae
Kejani kete dura
Ki asha nei
Hasi nachi
Akasha separi...

Seetala nauka sabu dhuandhar nadi bhitare
Dhire dhire nei janti mote hali dihali
Jothiku jibara rasta band thae Baishakha Jyestha re...

Kholi dei jae nistuk chhechi chhechi e barsha,
Janmita baluta ra ajasra làta pari-halka bàki,
Premi ra thara thara chumbana ra naram dhakka pari,
E barsha khole rasta- sukhada sambhariya dwipa ra, bina kichhi upadhaukana re...

Tebe satare kana kichhi mageni
Jor jabardasti na hele bi
Kichhi ta thiba ta mana re...
Bodhe mo otha ra nirmala hasa dhare,
Setiki tara pauna...

Au mu deli...

*Barsha ra Pàuti*

Unwinding The Reels

When you walk the roads
You know how lonely it is..
Everything -
The road
The crowd
The passing vehicles
and the vendors talking to you,
do not exist.

Its all like a nonsense movie you stopped watching.
Just now.

The Pianist Bird

Your arms like wings,
About to take off into the blues of my sky
To touch the floating clouds- pregnant,
And searching the Rain Child there,
To gift him a hat of stars.

You swim my sky.
And music -unheard, unknown pours into my seven beings, that awaken them from their hidden places to listen to your feather light touches...

Touch of your fingers, ten angel pianists, heavenly gifted.
easily make them  shifted-
from a snail to a butterfly..

These transformations go on every minute...
As you touch i change, i shift, i drift away from myself to become someone i hardly know...

Opening my heavily drugged eyes, sometimes i see my dreams dance, dangling from your finger,
Clinging to the car key and and to the keyboard of your cell phone...

Ek Man uge subah - Prabhati Tara
Bikhre din bhar: yahan wahan...
koi na dekhe..
itna sa Taara, itni si roshni
ghul jae kho jae
Surya ki rasmi me

fir v
kuchh to hota hai
kahin phul khilta hai
andekha sa ek kone me
kahin anchahe se man leke
raste sajte hein
mere kadmo ko hawa dene ke lie
Akash v tarha tarha se rangon malta hai
Nile-pagal muhn me
sunta hai batein
jo kaha na gaya...
dhua dhua sa badal ki ankh lie
Chand to bas ek Heera hai uska pagdi ka
ankh to badal hain-koi na jana...

Ek man Subah ka Taara
saam tak nisprabh...
dikhena, dub jae
Chand ugne se pahle
na Surya dekha na Chand
koi nahi
bas uga ki kho gaya..

ek man Subah ki Taara
aur ek man -Jalta Chand v...
chup chap saam dhalte hi simre...
bike kaudion ke dam...
ghash push me pade rahe sisakte sisakte...
itne dami sa Chand...
kitne tohfe uska -koi nahi lia...
hath me hi rah gaya
hath ki chese
jhilmil roshani,
gila raste -lambe bahut lambe hote jaen..
Chand latak jae kabhi Gulab ki pankhudion tale
kabhi jhule aeroplane ki lamba pankh pakde...
badlon se baat karta v nahi
ye mere man-ye chand bana-jal gaya..
kisiki ghar ki roshandaan banke....!

~Roshandan

Fairy Tale

7 Flowers all at a time
What they tell me...
To smile and to open up
And to reach out to others
Through fragrance streaks...

7 Flowers all at a time
What they tell me...
That there can be abundance
of Love of care of a universe full of talking stars
All sleeping.

7 Flowers all at a time
I v never seen
What they came to tell me?
Little faries,
What letters from the divine
They are delivering to me almost daily...
Like a fax machine beeping constantly
And papers coming out of it..
What exactly tell me..

7 Flowers all at a time
What exactly they speak to me
Everything is specific here- on this big world.
Every human has a different face and a different life.
The messeges these roses deliver has to be specific.
Nothing general works here.
So what it is.

7 Flowers all at a time
Fragrant and pressed together
They spell of a togetherness never ever found
Of love -rare
-In me -live, pulsating
Even within fire pits;
In someone else's heart-
Frozen, beeping once and then again goes back to coma..
As i call the golden breathing my Second Heart wakes up
Only to lower its head
The next monent
And sleep again

7 Flowers all at a time
What they are here for
To teach me
Life is to bloom
One fine morning like a surprise parcel sprading innumerable happiness to me to others related to me
And to shed silently one desolate evening-
All unnoticed.

7 Flowers all at a time
They are here
To weave a Fairy Tale
of the most beautiful kind !
Of a life called Deo
Of a life called Jay
And a single heart they share
The 7 flowers blossom there
to smile, swing and sing🎶
-Something nobody knows.

Love Crops

I will reap Love Crops
Plenty, golden, shining now
From the half submerged islands of this life lake
While You being the boat, Jayant
I breathe flower.

Then it rains...
First softly...
And then there is lightening and along with the terrible thunder comes the downpour with a force
It looks foamy everywhere....

Lying upon Your soft velvety mahogany heavily cushioned warm lounge
Thoroughly wet
I dream of
Our future unions -of several lives
And wake up to walk through the weddings of the past lives-
You with a red turban
Tenderly holding Your slender n beautiful head
Making You look like a "monarch just lost his heart"
And Your burning gazes fixid upon me
My red kukum glowing more n more
Spreading into the horizon
Awaiting a delicate sunrise....!