Friday, March 24, 2017

From Pain to Possibilities

To get hurt
To feel the pain
Wrenching the heart
Is to realise your
To remind you that
Your vanity was in
How to
Embrace the hurt,
the pain?
What matters?
The awareness of each experience,
The experience of each emotion
The realisation
There are always path of possibilities
Tread on, run ahead...


Wednesday, March 22, 2017

A journey to the soul..

I yearn for a journey
To the souls
Explore the depths of
Our thoughts and desires
The core of our being
The light beckons
You see only darkness
I see the path to my salvation

I can see you laugh
Silently at my ramblings of passion
But rest I will not
Until the pursued joins the pursuit
For I know you will

Hidden in your contempt is the need to be
More than now,
And what better than the love of love
Unbridled by rights and wrongs of the present
But guided by creation
Vibrant and alive
To show you the path you desire and fear...
Is but the truth of your being..

Democracy of the confounded

What's right what wrong,
Who will decide for whom
The hand , the sickle or the lotus bloom
The common man...
Who is she?
The majority...
Where are they?
The voters...
What do they do?
The country...
Is it even true?
What choice do I have,
Or do you?
To be where you are..
To live where you do...

To do what you want...

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

It's not easy...

I know,
What I seek when I
Gaze into your eyes
Nothing's simple
Nothing's straight
It's not easy to feel what I do
And be polite and nice

You said you want
To be held and never let go
To kiss and be
It took my soul all its strength
To contain my fluttering heart
And handle my bated breathe
For it’s not easy to feel what I do
And be polite and nice

It may be passe for you
Just a phase of
Curiosity or entertainment
It's confusing no doubt
Each moment spent in
Conversation and chatter
For it’s not easy to feel what I do
And be polite and nice

Loss of nothing

That feeling
That grows on you
The mould on the bread,
The moss on the wall
The havoc of a storm
It creeps in unnoticed
Benign and needy
Until it strikes you in core
And puts you down
The feeling of loss
When there was nothing to be lost...

Monday, March 20, 2017


She lay there staring at the darkness above
A torn body, the mind in shreds
Unwilling to get up,
She felt nothing within
Nothing but darkness
Her rage was impotent
Her fire was gone
In the blaze of power
Unwilling to fight
The battle that was
Without a choice or consent
Her love was shattered
Her warmth was gone
She lay there staring at the ceiling
Unwilling to get up
Unwilling to fight.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Knowledge, Love, Purpose

Reading this book ..this short story by O V Vijayan- the infinity of grace

Three things cameto me while reading a particular line

"..I never realised till now what a burden books are. A burden of purposeless knowledge."

There is a context here definitely which cannot be ignored but it set me thinking... Of the connections between Purpose, knowledge and love...

How important is purpose?

What do you think about purposeless love... What about purposeless knowledge?

The author calls purposeless knowledge a burden. Though confused by this statement.. somewhere inside...may be it's true... Knowledge without purpose is a burden.. but love without a purpose can never be a burden...

When I think of it... Love has  so many dimensions..many still unknown to me... And the purpose is love itself...just love. Also sharing something written a few weeks ago;

I am here to be, to flourish in
The irradiant light of love
That I behold
My offering is only myself
To this everconsuming fire
Eternal in its end and origin
When I wonder
How to make sense of this puzzle
Which fascinates and draws me
I find the voice within whispers 
what you seek is but within

But it's not just within me or you, but in all of us. To seek that unending spring of love, to understand is something I think I am trying. Failing at times but never giving up...

Just lost my sleep over these lines.. and thought it would be nice way to restart my inactive blog...