Rainbow~colours I perceive There is a rainbow in my heart, It showcases moods unending. I love to indulge that rainbow and bring out the spectrum of colours in my minds pews. Brandishing my mood on my sleeve. Writing poems and stories with many coloured weaves. The Violet makes me serene, calm and quiet. I ponder … Continue reading Rainbow
A dream I experience recurring; I am here to narrate when it comes to me, it is a blissful fate, When it vanishes for days it leaves its scent I seeking it for more wishing it like never before I often see me standing in a vast expanse of Snowy land with a … Continue reading My Colourful Dream
Turning a new Leaf, turning forty I look back at life gone by and feel how silly was I Fretting over issues mundane, getting worked up over minute detail Now that I have turned forty, I don't feel there are issues any. As my concentration takes up better things, so many. Turning forty … Continue reading Being Forty
The Nataraja takes a wild spin Moving at a hectic rhythm The dumru playing an unforgiving rhyme Wielding the trident, wiping out The footprints of greed, ego and arrogance . Enter the nation with long flowing tresses Hips swaying rhythmically, enjoying the graces. Her dance wins cheers calling back the sun moon and the sea … Continue reading Ardhnarishwar
The little boy and the Pup I and my son went to the apothecary To fetch some first aid for my son’s wounded leg. And lo! What do I see in front of me? A shivering little black pup with shaking legs, Cowering to hide away from man’s teasing eyes. Inquiring I was for … Continue reading Empathy: Little boy and a Pup
I stopped by the car doctor, To treat my ailing car to its old self While waiting for the car to run ship shape I gazed at the town and marveled its restive face. A nice cool breeze brushed past me, Nudging the dry leaves to fly with the busy bee. Under a shady tree … Continue reading Sukun
Life speaks with you through every element of its surroundings
The soul connects with each and everything it sees around you.
The little hands of the creators’ creations touch your innate thoughts,
From unimaginable angles they talk to your subconscious.
The currents passing over your head are buzzing
And sending messages vociferously
From one end of the world to another.
The most humiliating feeling in the world
Feeling of nothingness wins the gold
A Recurring thought Lately this thought came to my mind in a recurring way. What if I die? What if I die? Do the thoughts in my mind catch fire just like the body? Do the thoughts, escape and find a new house for them? Or do they run away to better higher places sitting … Continue reading A Recurring Thought
The MahaNagari never sleeps, never sleeps. She is awake when all are sleeping, And when all are in sleep she still remains awake. She takes no sleep but still dreams big. She wears a plethora of masks for occasion’s innuendo. Some are beautiful and some are monstrous, I fear she has lost her face In … Continue reading MahaNagari