Darkness

Darkness is eternal, a lamp is but momentary….may be just to demystify a bit of eternity.

I alone can give birth to Myself

In my womb I feel an urge to emerge…..
emerge into a world, a world so intense that nothing is apart, so intense that everything dissolves the moment it has taken birth ...…….
I alone can give birth to myself……..
I alone need to bear the pain…...a intense pain of joy of giving birth…..to a birth unconsumed…..to a birth unconstrained.

A Silent Pause

I am with you forever. 
You search for me here, there, everywhere and afar……..
You are lost in this eternal search….
a search to find something unchangeable, a search to uncover something eternal, a search to expand yourself…...
but every moment of the search, you keep losing a part of self….…..
oh dear dear…..take a pause…….a small one…….and look….Look for the one searching…….
There you will find me revealed.

Listener

Stories are everywhere…..in every corner and in every atom…..
one has to be sensitive to see and to listen…...
some stories are loud...so loud that others wont be heard….
it is then the listener has to dive deep down to fetch the story, that feeble one.

Walls

In the lap of the darkness I bid my goodbyes to thy…….
I want to slip into a dreamless sleep…….a sleep of eternity……….
not in the lap of Krishna neither in the lap of maa Saraswati…..
It is only the darkness I seek…...
Krishna, Rama, Rahema all are walls to lean on…………..Walls must fall for me to jump into the void of insanity…….the insanity of no mind….nor any assumptions of you or me.

A Whisper

You are like the star guiding a life lost in the seas….
there are thunderstorms, cyclones and all the scare things…...
I stay scared in disbelief…...
It is then I heard you whisper…….’be, do nothing’…….
then a miracle revealed itself…...everything melted into a deep silence……....unheard of and now unleashed.

Take all my feathers away

Take all my feathers away.....
they shine and they flutter....
They are a distraction undesired.....
They ride my heart to every corner of the mind.......
Take all my feathers away

Why all this poetry and these words so wise...
when nothing of it has changed my outsites....

Words, art, poetry....they all shine and are gone....
they do add some charm to pass more time.....
many more years are hence gone....
I am the same.....broken and lost!

Take all my feathers away

Empty

Walking into an empty room
I realized the vanity...the emptiness of my heart
People who filled the room did fill up my void
they were gone now..may be for a long walk
I stood at the door staring at empty cupboards

the bed seems not to bother who presses them next
the door seems not afraid as it locks none inside

I still stand there staring at the emptiness....maybe it is just of my heart.