Friday, December 3, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Hidden Hope..
I am there where no one can be,
In the eyes of someone and no one can see.
That someone is the one itself cannot feel
That its eyes hold me with the oceans of love and emotions as sea.
Let me die everyday as a cost of your smile,
My Nation, My Country, My Mother, My Child..!!
Let the ashes of my soul purify the darkness of evil in human mind
And spark the re-birth of that pious lost spirit of Humanity Divine.
To once again shine as the Golden Bird in the World,
To lead the way from ashes to gold.
To once again show how the strength unfolds,
To protect the World from its dieing hope.
To hold the hands of blind poor Nations,
To light their lives with shining creations,
To teach the lessons of peace and love
And remove the words like hatred and wars.
To tell the World where God resides,
In the heart of whom where all religions are unified,
Where there is one-ness in soul, diversity in role
And all is poured in one thread of Eternal Goal.
To enlighten the Human with life's Delight,
To live as Sunlight and die as silk-worm die,
To know the 'truth' is the only fight
Of life, the burden of living is to be satisfied.
In the eyes of someone and no one can see.
That someone is the one itself cannot feel
That its eyes hold me with the oceans of love and emotions as sea.
Let me die everyday as a cost of your smile,
My Nation, My Country, My Mother, My Child..!!
Let the ashes of my soul purify the darkness of evil in human mind
And spark the re-birth of that pious lost spirit of Humanity Divine.
To once again shine as the Golden Bird in the World,
To lead the way from ashes to gold.
To once again show how the strength unfolds,
To protect the World from its dieing hope.
To hold the hands of blind poor Nations,
To light their lives with shining creations,
To teach the lessons of peace and love
And remove the words like hatred and wars.
To tell the World where God resides,
In the heart of whom where all religions are unified,
Where there is one-ness in soul, diversity in role
And all is poured in one thread of Eternal Goal.
To enlighten the Human with life's Delight,
To live as Sunlight and die as silk-worm die,
To know the 'truth' is the only fight
Of life, the burden of living is to be satisfied.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
A Dream of Seclusion (on 12 oct, 2010)
1.
And here the day has gone in vain,
Full of stress and physical pain,
So many questions, enquiries uncertain,
Why this? Why that? Why not? Still in brain.
The Day began with head in pain,
Muscles streched and brain's veins in strain,
But the work's importance should remain,
Till the last calorie in the body prevail.
Finally, the Night
Has come as a delight,
To rescue and fight
From the cruelities of life.
Now, let me go in that unconscious flight
Where there are no worries reside
In either body, mind or sight
And only imagination fly high and high.
And there is the 'click' of that moment
And I am transported to another parallel world of No-Man,
Where only shadows reside and soul fly,
We call it 'unconscious' but it tells what we are as 'ourselves'.
The journey started as a normal a day,
Problems, problems and prolems still stay,
But we as a spectator and not as actors of real life's play,
Watching ourselves, expecting that we always be this way.
Sometimes expected and sometimes in impossible way,
Like that we see ourselves n others in superficial ways.
This is what my dream is of last night,
Some celebratg n some tried to fight.
2.
I always wanted to enjoy the time
Of this auspicious marriage ceremony bind,
Where all come together and unite,
But what I felt was jaelous, callous n arrogance for each other inside.
And then I realized
That all possess light-hearts n has no light,
Some tried to make us apart
Made me sad with broken heart.
Few of us, isolated n distressed
Finding our way to the palace,
Where the ceremony is placed,
But no suitable means is there at that time n place.
So disheartened to see my own people behavg this way,
My heart trembles, felt the loneliness,
Expressed its insecurity in tears instead
And heart wisperd 'oh God' in utter helplesness.
3.
Then I saw a figure quite far,
In pure black long costume avatar,
Waving at us, askg to come near
To him, without thinkg n with no fear.
We all, excpt few who doubted,
Moved towards him undoubted,
The closer we go, the pleasant it felt,
Like a sinkg ship in ocean has found an island.
As the distance reducd, the blurredness decreased,
As if the dream is no more a dream,
Emotions un-felt, physical pain relieved
As we moved closer senses are ceased.
So close we are now
That the figure is clearly reveald,
So beautiful eyes I have never seen,
Sparkling like blue stars of heaven n so deep as cosmic sea.
Darkest of the dark Blackhole
Like curly hair it has.
If you continously stare
At them, the vision will loose its glare.
Bare foot n bright complexion,
So white the face's skin,
As if it has swallowed every drop of light within,
But still magically it can be seen.
When I lookd at him in no-emotion,
He smiled back with love n protectn,
The blue twinkling mysterious eyes I wil nevr forget,
The bonding I felt that moment can not be expressed.
Oh wait..!! Let me tell u about his beard,
A mixture of white n black long hair,
When I concentrated my eyes there,
He understood my confusd look like a father, n smiled,so rare.!!
A father who feel pleasure at his child's ignorance f truth n stupid behavior.
And then suddenly he tossed three one rupee coins at us,
One come to me n one to my mother,
Third one is lost somewhere,
When I opened my palm, a shining silver one rupee coin is there.
And then he come near to me,
Did not ask but I felt, indeed,
To forward my hands to him
So that he could give me a gift.
A pure white shining hankerchief,
Just like his own skin,
Boadered with silver lining,
He slightly put it on my hands n began leaving.
I saw the hankerchief again
And then at him, now in no pain,
His presence now getting blurred n dim,
And I am coming back from my dream.
4.
I opened my eyes, its five-thirty
And I remembered clearly what I have seen.
Now no physical pain or mental stress remained, how strange..!!
And I can have a dream-less sleep again.
So, I closed my eyes to sleep again
And wake up in 'a moment', that's what I felt,
But 'oh my God' its ten-thirty on the clock,
Five hours of dream-less sleep I have never thought..!!
What a relief I am feeling now,
As if five hours of meditation I have had gone,
What a 'dream of Seclusin' I had
That the life has now become painles, feelingless, fearless n sacred..
And here the day has gone in vain,
Full of stress and physical pain,
So many questions, enquiries uncertain,
Why this? Why that? Why not? Still in brain.
The Day began with head in pain,
Muscles streched and brain's veins in strain,
But the work's importance should remain,
Till the last calorie in the body prevail.
Finally, the Night
Has come as a delight,
To rescue and fight
From the cruelities of life.
Now, let me go in that unconscious flight
Where there are no worries reside
In either body, mind or sight
And only imagination fly high and high.
And there is the 'click' of that moment
And I am transported to another parallel world of No-Man,
Where only shadows reside and soul fly,
We call it 'unconscious' but it tells what we are as 'ourselves'.
The journey started as a normal a day,
Problems, problems and prolems still stay,
But we as a spectator and not as actors of real life's play,
Watching ourselves, expecting that we always be this way.
Sometimes expected and sometimes in impossible way,
Like that we see ourselves n others in superficial ways.
This is what my dream is of last night,
Some celebratg n some tried to fight.
2.
I always wanted to enjoy the time
Of this auspicious marriage ceremony bind,
Where all come together and unite,
But what I felt was jaelous, callous n arrogance for each other inside.
And then I realized
That all possess light-hearts n has no light,
Some tried to make us apart
Made me sad with broken heart.
Few of us, isolated n distressed
Finding our way to the palace,
Where the ceremony is placed,
But no suitable means is there at that time n place.
So disheartened to see my own people behavg this way,
My heart trembles, felt the loneliness,
Expressed its insecurity in tears instead
And heart wisperd 'oh God' in utter helplesness.
3.
Then I saw a figure quite far,
In pure black long costume avatar,
Waving at us, askg to come near
To him, without thinkg n with no fear.
We all, excpt few who doubted,
Moved towards him undoubted,
The closer we go, the pleasant it felt,
Like a sinkg ship in ocean has found an island.
As the distance reducd, the blurredness decreased,
As if the dream is no more a dream,
Emotions un-felt, physical pain relieved
As we moved closer senses are ceased.
So close we are now
That the figure is clearly reveald,
So beautiful eyes I have never seen,
Sparkling like blue stars of heaven n so deep as cosmic sea.
Darkest of the dark Blackhole
Like curly hair it has.
If you continously stare
At them, the vision will loose its glare.
Bare foot n bright complexion,
So white the face's skin,
As if it has swallowed every drop of light within,
But still magically it can be seen.
When I lookd at him in no-emotion,
He smiled back with love n protectn,
The blue twinkling mysterious eyes I wil nevr forget,
The bonding I felt that moment can not be expressed.
Oh wait..!! Let me tell u about his beard,
A mixture of white n black long hair,
When I concentrated my eyes there,
He understood my confusd look like a father, n smiled,so rare.!!
A father who feel pleasure at his child's ignorance f truth n stupid behavior.
And then suddenly he tossed three one rupee coins at us,
One come to me n one to my mother,
Third one is lost somewhere,
When I opened my palm, a shining silver one rupee coin is there.
And then he come near to me,
Did not ask but I felt, indeed,
To forward my hands to him
So that he could give me a gift.
A pure white shining hankerchief,
Just like his own skin,
Boadered with silver lining,
He slightly put it on my hands n began leaving.
I saw the hankerchief again
And then at him, now in no pain,
His presence now getting blurred n dim,
And I am coming back from my dream.
4.
I opened my eyes, its five-thirty
And I remembered clearly what I have seen.
Now no physical pain or mental stress remained, how strange..!!
And I can have a dream-less sleep again.
So, I closed my eyes to sleep again
And wake up in 'a moment', that's what I felt,
But 'oh my God' its ten-thirty on the clock,
Five hours of dream-less sleep I have never thought..!!
What a relief I am feeling now,
As if five hours of meditation I have had gone,
What a 'dream of Seclusin' I had
That the life has now become painles, feelingless, fearless n sacred..
Friday, October 8, 2010
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’ ...
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Suppressed, depressed; and surfaced crust
Of illusionary freedom, where liberty, equality and fraternity won
And ‘majority wins’ is the slo(w)-gun.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Once lived, learned and died just,
Now confused, ambiguous, guilty and thirst’,
Dominate the lives of both the sexes un-biased.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Always left ego at its worst,
Now is the time it(ego) tried and tests itself at its best
And enjoying the prize of suc(k)-cess,
By sacrificing selves and leaving living dead.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Need to be brought back to Earth
For the lasting Peace of Divinity’s Dream.
Only Human has that vision supreme
And feel again the honor of being a Human-being.
Suppressed, depressed; and surfaced crust
Of illusionary freedom, where liberty, equality and fraternity won
And ‘majority wins’ is the slo(w)-gun.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Once lived, learned and died just,
Now confused, ambiguous, guilty and thirst’,
Dominate the lives of both the sexes un-biased.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Always left ego at its worst,
Now is the time it(ego) tried and tests itself at its best
And enjoying the prize of suc(k)-cess,
By sacrificing selves and leaving living dead.
The Shadowed ‘we’ in colored ‘us’
Need to be brought back to Earth
For the lasting Peace of Divinity’s Dream.
Only Human has that vision supreme
And feel again the honor of being a Human-being.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wave.
Where am I today?
On a floating wave..!!
A wave of life
Reducing in height
As moves with tides.
The faster it moves
The sooner will it hit the shore
Ending where the end begins.
Where am I today?
On a floating wave..!!
A wave of emotion
Come and go,
The mind would never know
And try let it not,
Why?... Don't you know?
Isn't it 'rationality' with which we want to grow?
The mind will blow if we let emotions flow.
Where am I today?
On a floating wave..!!
A wave in waves,
All expanding,
All streching,
All diving in time and space,
Never disturbed each other's way.
Can't we try to merge in the way?
May be that would find some answers
And the waves would understand the wind some day..!!
So, where would I want to be?
On a single wave, on a single wave..!!
Where the wind will be felt,
Where both the sea and the sea-shore will be known,
Where no beginning, no end would persist
Because the wind, the sea and the sea-shore,
All will merge to form a single Whole.
On a floating wave..!!
A wave of life
Reducing in height
As moves with tides.
The faster it moves
The sooner will it hit the shore
Ending where the end begins.
Where am I today?
On a floating wave..!!
A wave of emotion
Come and go,
The mind would never know
And try let it not,
Why?... Don't you know?
Isn't it 'rationality' with which we want to grow?
The mind will blow if we let emotions flow.
Where am I today?
On a floating wave..!!
A wave in waves,
All expanding,
All streching,
All diving in time and space,
Never disturbed each other's way.
Can't we try to merge in the way?
May be that would find some answers
And the waves would understand the wind some day..!!
So, where would I want to be?
On a single wave, on a single wave..!!
Where the wind will be felt,
Where both the sea and the sea-shore will be known,
Where no beginning, no end would persist
Because the wind, the sea and the sea-shore,
All will merge to form a single Whole.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Quotes..
I think Humans are born to live in Fancy, because even science has its origin from imagination but then later it considered 'imagination' as an abstract. SO "SCIENCE" IS LIKE HUMAN, THINKS THAT IT KNOWS EVERYTHING BUT STILL KNOW NOTHING AND "FANCY" IS LIKE GOD THAT SEEMS NOTHING BUT STILL ANSWERS EVERYTHING.
Success comes from within, once you 'know' it you achieve it..
Something in my ears whispered in the morning and wakes me up in tears. That was the sound of life, again forcing to live and wear the cloths that swallow my true self everyday...
1st: Peace is like un-reached snow on mountains, it's like a new born baby's heart, It's like a man of no vision, no voice, no touch, no ears but only with a sense of being alive... 2nd: It's like you and I without any bars, it's like good without evil, it's like hate without love, it's like God without Man, it's like ......Man without mind. So Peace in today's world is something that cannot exist without Wars!!
I am on my way to Discover the World but the problem is, there are no Words Discovered yet to explain "My Discovered World"...
Oh this heart of mine filled with blood of love, why is it like a sponge? The more it is crushed the more it spreads love and leaves a kind of pain which rather satisfies then hurt..!!
Like a white rose in a bunch of red roses, like a pilot of a crashing aircraft full of passengers, like the earth in whole cosmos limited to life, like the life on earth devoid of any best kind, like a baby born blind, like a man dies without a single crime, like humanity always unknown to human, like divinity never defined by God..... Like what our existence seems, only known to one's own self but will always be an unsolved paradox for all other mankind..!! 25/02/10
Women are best in making perfect budgets even in very low income of their husbands... If a woman takes her country as her husband then?? 26/02/10
The 'truth' comes in your life only when you are sick, it makes you realize that God has employed 'body' as a jailer of the prison, in which 'mind' is punished for his crime to 'think' of flying beyond "himself". 17/03/10
I love My-self for never being Myself...Because My-self gives birth to 'Ego' and I want to save Myself for being My-self..!! 18/03/10
We are more restricted by our own mind instead of society.. I do not blame society, I blame Myself..!! 20/03/2010
A true writer is the one who suffers fame posthumously and enjoys pain while living..!! 22/03/2010
What is above Myself is being not with my self.. The problem comes when I reach at the level where I am not with my self, I have to re-create another self which is called "self-less Self".. And then I become confuse again..!! 3/04/2010
Life in a metro is like 'Metro' only... compartmentalized, fast, always on iron track, stop to rest only on fixed stations/destinations, same repetitive roots, within limits, computerized instructions, congested, hygienic in appearance and last but not the least 'you are alone and most insecure even when it is full of passengers'.. 10/04/2010
If anyhow we have to keep on moving.. Where to go??.. To go??.. Decide?? What?? ..... okk..!! Decided..!! Then??.. Remove?? What?? Obstacles??... ok..!! Removed..!! Now?? Again decide?? What?? Next thing to achieve?? Ohh..!! Tough..!! Never mind..!! Losers cannot survive..!! okk done.. Now?? Now?? Next?? Then?? Next..!! Now?? Now?? Now?? ....... Sorry it's time to retire..!! WHAT?? OVER?? But life has just started.. 16/04/2010
The complexities of life have become so complex that it can be seen in the most mundane things. Now d whole drama of space and time of human development seems to me like a person struggling to survive. Where he starts with the easiest things to learn and ends either in 'bewilderment' or in 'nothingness'. We are still in struggling stage. Our struggle will end when all of us will achieve pure 'nothingness' without any doubt. 19/04/2010
Success comes from within, once you 'know' it you achieve it..
Something in my ears whispered in the morning and wakes me up in tears. That was the sound of life, again forcing to live and wear the cloths that swallow my true self everyday...
1st: Peace is like un-reached snow on mountains, it's like a new born baby's heart, It's like a man of no vision, no voice, no touch, no ears but only with a sense of being alive... 2nd: It's like you and I without any bars, it's like good without evil, it's like hate without love, it's like God without Man, it's like ......Man without mind. So Peace in today's world is something that cannot exist without Wars!!
I am on my way to Discover the World but the problem is, there are no Words Discovered yet to explain "My Discovered World"...
Oh this heart of mine filled with blood of love, why is it like a sponge? The more it is crushed the more it spreads love and leaves a kind of pain which rather satisfies then hurt..!!
Like a white rose in a bunch of red roses, like a pilot of a crashing aircraft full of passengers, like the earth in whole cosmos limited to life, like the life on earth devoid of any best kind, like a baby born blind, like a man dies without a single crime, like humanity always unknown to human, like divinity never defined by God..... Like what our existence seems, only known to one's own self but will always be an unsolved paradox for all other mankind..!! 25/02/10
Women are best in making perfect budgets even in very low income of their husbands... If a woman takes her country as her husband then?? 26/02/10
The 'truth' comes in your life only when you are sick, it makes you realize that God has employed 'body' as a jailer of the prison, in which 'mind' is punished for his crime to 'think' of flying beyond "himself". 17/03/10
I love My-self for never being Myself...Because My-self gives birth to 'Ego' and I want to save Myself for being My-self..!! 18/03/10
We are more restricted by our own mind instead of society.. I do not blame society, I blame Myself..!! 20/03/2010
A true writer is the one who suffers fame posthumously and enjoys pain while living..!! 22/03/2010
What is above Myself is being not with my self.. The problem comes when I reach at the level where I am not with my self, I have to re-create another self which is called "self-less Self".. And then I become confuse again..!! 3/04/2010
Life in a metro is like 'Metro' only... compartmentalized, fast, always on iron track, stop to rest only on fixed stations/destinations, same repetitive roots, within limits, computerized instructions, congested, hygienic in appearance and last but not the least 'you are alone and most insecure even when it is full of passengers'.. 10/04/2010
If anyhow we have to keep on moving.. Where to go??.. To go??.. Decide?? What?? ..... okk..!! Decided..!! Then??.. Remove?? What?? Obstacles??... ok..!! Removed..!! Now?? Again decide?? What?? Next thing to achieve?? Ohh..!! Tough..!! Never mind..!! Losers cannot survive..!! okk done.. Now?? Now?? Next?? Then?? Next..!! Now?? Now?? Now?? ....... Sorry it's time to retire..!! WHAT?? OVER?? But life has just started.. 16/04/2010
The complexities of life have become so complex that it can be seen in the most mundane things. Now d whole drama of space and time of human development seems to me like a person struggling to survive. Where he starts with the easiest things to learn and ends either in 'bewilderment' or in 'nothingness'. We are still in struggling stage. Our struggle will end when all of us will achieve pure 'nothingness' without any doubt. 19/04/2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
LIFE AND DEATH IS NOT COMPLEX..!!
Where is air in space?
But still things are living.
What breaths and beats there?
But still everything is moving.
Everything is living,
Because of the thought.
What if the thought is something dead?
And thought-less persist in actual sense?
Things living or things dead, exist for itself.
Everything is dead for all things, living or dead.
The philosophy of life and death,
The science of living and dying,
The physics of Einstein,
Regarding light, space and time.
Forced me to think again
The definitions of all the things defined and undefined,
And my language solved everything
By surrendering its power, itself!
So, it is not the thoughtlessness that lives and thinking that dies,
It is the inexpressibleness of thought that lives to kill us inside,
It is the unimaginable imaginations thrives the moment we know language,
That creates this gap between life and death
And distinction between living and dead,
Resulting in the ever-growing mysteries
And never-ending needless search for it-Self,
Though nothing is living and nothing is dead
Or everything is living and everything is dead.
But still things are living.
What breaths and beats there?
But still everything is moving.
Everything is living,
Because of the thought.
What if the thought is something dead?
And thought-less persist in actual sense?
Things living or things dead, exist for itself.
Everything is dead for all things, living or dead.
The philosophy of life and death,
The science of living and dying,
The physics of Einstein,
Regarding light, space and time.
Forced me to think again
The definitions of all the things defined and undefined,
And my language solved everything
By surrendering its power, itself!
So, it is not the thoughtlessness that lives and thinking that dies,
It is the inexpressibleness of thought that lives to kill us inside,
It is the unimaginable imaginations thrives the moment we know language,
That creates this gap between life and death
And distinction between living and dead,
Resulting in the ever-growing mysteries
And never-ending needless search for it-Self,
Though nothing is living and nothing is dead
Or everything is living and everything is dead.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
SEARCH IS OVER..
Raise-up, above notions
Of your imprisoned personality,
Fly not like a bird, genetically defined,
But like a true human mind
Across culture, space and time.
The time of lamentation has passed away,
Enough is enough to betray your race.
Let us all come and join,
Not hands but the humanity that resides
Silently within all of us,
Always whispering in ours and our forefather’s mind.
Let us finally come back
After thousands of years of search,
After declining and declining from the starting line,
Let us begin searching that starting point
And end searching the un-natural ways of life.
The lady in my heart shouts and cry,
“ Love! Compassion! Love! Compassion!”
The gentleman of my mind strives to try,
To balance the fight for justice,
To come up as a winner for the victory of God’s human.
And let my heart and mind marry
To give birth to a child that
Either has both heart and mind inside,
Or none to sacrifice.
Of your imprisoned personality,
Fly not like a bird, genetically defined,
But like a true human mind
Across culture, space and time.
The time of lamentation has passed away,
Enough is enough to betray your race.
Let us all come and join,
Not hands but the humanity that resides
Silently within all of us,
Always whispering in ours and our forefather’s mind.
Let us finally come back
After thousands of years of search,
After declining and declining from the starting line,
Let us begin searching that starting point
And end searching the un-natural ways of life.
The lady in my heart shouts and cry,
“ Love! Compassion! Love! Compassion!”
The gentleman of my mind strives to try,
To balance the fight for justice,
To come up as a winner for the victory of God’s human.
And let my heart and mind marry
To give birth to a child that
Either has both heart and mind inside,
Or none to sacrifice.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Ignored Beauty
In that fine wet morning when I saw you my ‘sun’,
It reflects the same brightness I ignored once,
Because today your mood is like I was once,
Peeping out with a sense of protection
And spreading the light of life considering how rare it has become.
I need you my ‘sun’ even at blind nights,
No one on earth can give me this delight,
I love you for being there in this false city,
Now I can console my life,
Yes all is not lost, still something’s are alive.
Though this moment is momentary,
This golden sight will disappear,
Oh wait don’t go!! Let me capture you my ‘sun’
With the blink of my eyes
And imprison you forever in here.
Staring in my hands reminds me that I belong here,
My path is defined and I have to look there
No matter what I bear,
But I cannot ignore you my ‘sun’ like others,
Even if my life is at stake and death, it wears.
Is this the ‘power of beauty’?
Powerful it is, enough to kill.
Passionate, tempting and magnetic... But is it real?
Will this sort of death makes life worth living?
Will this love of beauty finally rest me in peace?
Can this beauty rescue mankind from its fears?
Is this what our past could not look?
Is this beauty from our present has disappeared?
Is this what our future will always lack and has doomed never to hear?
Is it so then I am lucky enough to know ‘the hidden beauty’ just revealed.
Oh my ‘sun’, what have you revealed to me?
I am nowhere around where I was when I didn’t see you,
Still on the same path, still same things to bear,
Still as rational as I was, as pragmatic as one cannot,
But now the difference is the sense of a complete self
Born out of your incomplete vision of yours
Yes this is the answer you have given to me my ‘sun’,
That without beauty man is an incomplete self
Throughout his life, till his death,
And that’s what I pity and regret
That human mind has failed to detect
The eternal bliss in you, in others and in himself…
It reflects the same brightness I ignored once,
Because today your mood is like I was once,
Peeping out with a sense of protection
And spreading the light of life considering how rare it has become.
I need you my ‘sun’ even at blind nights,
No one on earth can give me this delight,
I love you for being there in this false city,
Now I can console my life,
Yes all is not lost, still something’s are alive.
Though this moment is momentary,
This golden sight will disappear,
Oh wait don’t go!! Let me capture you my ‘sun’
With the blink of my eyes
And imprison you forever in here.
Staring in my hands reminds me that I belong here,
My path is defined and I have to look there
No matter what I bear,
But I cannot ignore you my ‘sun’ like others,
Even if my life is at stake and death, it wears.
Is this the ‘power of beauty’?
Powerful it is, enough to kill.
Passionate, tempting and magnetic... But is it real?
Will this sort of death makes life worth living?
Will this love of beauty finally rest me in peace?
Can this beauty rescue mankind from its fears?
Is this what our past could not look?
Is this beauty from our present has disappeared?
Is this what our future will always lack and has doomed never to hear?
Is it so then I am lucky enough to know ‘the hidden beauty’ just revealed.
Oh my ‘sun’, what have you revealed to me?
I am nowhere around where I was when I didn’t see you,
Still on the same path, still same things to bear,
Still as rational as I was, as pragmatic as one cannot,
But now the difference is the sense of a complete self
Born out of your incomplete vision of yours
Yes this is the answer you have given to me my ‘sun’,
That without beauty man is an incomplete self
Throughout his life, till his death,
And that’s what I pity and regret
That human mind has failed to detect
The eternal bliss in you, in others and in himself…
Thursday, February 4, 2010
POEM WITH NO TITLE
Floating on the waves of distress and merry,
School of life on a boat,
That has undefined souls to carry,
On a journey that needs to be unfold.
Though, it is hard to know the realities of reality,
It is hard to imagine the imaginations of mind,
It is impossible to solve the unsolved mysteries
Of life, as one is solved other approaches like the passage of time.
It seems like every drop of knowledge
Brings a whole sea of puzzles to solve
And to solve every single puzzle of that drop
Just think how much have we lost?
School of life on a boat,
That has undefined souls to carry,
On a journey that needs to be unfold.
Though, it is hard to know the realities of reality,
It is hard to imagine the imaginations of mind,
It is impossible to solve the unsolved mysteries
Of life, as one is solved other approaches like the passage of time.
It seems like every drop of knowledge
Brings a whole sea of puzzles to solve
And to solve every single puzzle of that drop
Just think how much have we lost?
Some more Quotes
Where my space lies in that darkness of closed eyes? I want open those to know the light but scared of being caught in confusions and more confusions undefined... who knows but maybe the darkness is light..!!
Life tell you how to die, death tell you how to live..
The meaning of 'loneliness' is not when you are alone in your room and away from people, it's at that moment when you are center of attention but still detached.
The World is getting smaller as I am getting older..!!
Books, the moment they are written they become past. We need them to write future at its best...
Instead of reading holy texts Read your-self first which itself is a holy text.
One religion gives paradise, two leads to doubt and fight, three- a sense of who's better and wise... if 'many'- they just simply destroy.
And here begins the war between God and Human Mind, As Apophis is approaching earth By displacing the matter, space and time. Is it to punish or another effort To make this world one again and to unify??
Who say "life is to enjoy?".. It is to watch > experience > learn > analyse > rectify > conclude > make it happen and then >>>>>>> Enjoy..
Life tell you how to die, death tell you how to live..
The meaning of 'loneliness' is not when you are alone in your room and away from people, it's at that moment when you are center of attention but still detached.
The World is getting smaller as I am getting older..!!
Books, the moment they are written they become past. We need them to write future at its best...
Instead of reading holy texts Read your-self first which itself is a holy text.
One religion gives paradise, two leads to doubt and fight, three- a sense of who's better and wise... if 'many'- they just simply destroy.
And here begins the war between God and Human Mind, As Apophis is approaching earth By displacing the matter, space and time. Is it to punish or another effort To make this world one again and to unify??
Who say "life is to enjoy?".. It is to watch > experience > learn > analyse > rectify > conclude > make it happen and then >>>>>>> Enjoy..
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Corruption <> Pollution
From ground to sky,
From basement to terrace.
Lies what you breathe,
Lies what you live.
Pollution! Pollution!
Corruption! Corruption!
From air to lungs,
From lungs to heart,
From heart to mind
And even soul is not apart.
This everyone knows,
This everyone has said,
History being an example
Of an inevitable fare.
Polluted heart?
Or corrupted soul?
Or polluted soul?
Or corrupted heart?
What is what
Is quite hard.
Carbon! Carbon! Emissions are everywhere.
Common let’s eat it, it’s our basis,
Oh! But wait it’s not real
Produced by man to destroy the real.
Corrupted souls have destroyed the real,
Polluted ones are the result of fear,
Corrupted hearts led it further
To give us polluted hearts as a perfect deal.
I am talking about the cause,
It’s expansion and it’s result.
But what is the solution we have here?
Where will be its end finally, finally what we’ll have to bear?
What? Strange!! Are you asking me?
I am just a student of twenty-three years.
My mind can only float here and there,
But to give the answers
Are the work of scholars we see everywhere.
But only kind politicians
Of least corrupted soul
And least corrupted heart
Should bear.
And by only doctors
Of least polluted heart
And of least polluted soul,
The doubt should get cleared.
Everyone say that it is Hell,
That is everywhere.
Though the hell is everywhere
My heaven resides in me
And within me it reflects the heaven
Present everywhere.
This is my answer
For all of you, my dear!
But as I am only of twenty-three years
Will you listen to me? No! I know it’s clear.
From basement to terrace.
Lies what you breathe,
Lies what you live.
Pollution! Pollution!
Corruption! Corruption!
From air to lungs,
From lungs to heart,
From heart to mind
And even soul is not apart.
This everyone knows,
This everyone has said,
History being an example
Of an inevitable fare.
Polluted heart?
Or corrupted soul?
Or polluted soul?
Or corrupted heart?
What is what
Is quite hard.
Carbon! Carbon! Emissions are everywhere.
Common let’s eat it, it’s our basis,
Oh! But wait it’s not real
Produced by man to destroy the real.
Corrupted souls have destroyed the real,
Polluted ones are the result of fear,
Corrupted hearts led it further
To give us polluted hearts as a perfect deal.
I am talking about the cause,
It’s expansion and it’s result.
But what is the solution we have here?
Where will be its end finally, finally what we’ll have to bear?
What? Strange!! Are you asking me?
I am just a student of twenty-three years.
My mind can only float here and there,
But to give the answers
Are the work of scholars we see everywhere.
But only kind politicians
Of least corrupted soul
And least corrupted heart
Should bear.
And by only doctors
Of least polluted heart
And of least polluted soul,
The doubt should get cleared.
Everyone say that it is Hell,
That is everywhere.
Though the hell is everywhere
My heaven resides in me
And within me it reflects the heaven
Present everywhere.
This is my answer
For all of you, my dear!
But as I am only of twenty-three years
Will you listen to me? No! I know it’s clear.
LOVE!!
Changing meanings
In this changing world
Are obvious things
Whatever is the word.
‘Love’ is a word
I thought would never change.
Love is the feeling
I thought will always remain same.
Is it the love which you
Need when you are away from your family?
Or is it the one which you
Experience close to your lover?
Is it the love which you
See in smile of your wife and children?
Or is it the one which you
Feel when you sleep but with another man/woman?
So what is ‘Love’?
Is it body?
Or is it soul?
Is it still a part of you?
Or is it a feeling you just want to throw?
Is it only a thing which you
Want to experience?
Or is it a feeling with which you
Always want to grow?
People say ‘love is blind’,
Rightly said
As in today’s world
It is ‘consciously blind’.
You want something
But you do something,
You think you love someone
But you still marry another one.
You try to be loyal to everyone
But you are not to yourself.
And when you are to yourself
You lose other’s faith.
What is ‘Love’ then?
Is it worth to show or to hide?
Is it a sin or wise?
Is it a start or end of your life?
Whatever it is
Does it has a price?
Conditioned with lot of conditions
Love is institutionalized.
But there is something,
Within us it nurture and modify,
It is the desire to love the ‘love’,
To know the truth and to always do right.
So the day of Birth,
Birth of a new religion is at sight.
We at present call it Humanity,
In future it will be the reason to Unite
And solution for everyone’s sighs.
In this changing world
Are obvious things
Whatever is the word.
‘Love’ is a word
I thought would never change.
Love is the feeling
I thought will always remain same.
Is it the love which you
Need when you are away from your family?
Or is it the one which you
Experience close to your lover?
Is it the love which you
See in smile of your wife and children?
Or is it the one which you
Feel when you sleep but with another man/woman?
So what is ‘Love’?
Is it body?
Or is it soul?
Is it still a part of you?
Or is it a feeling you just want to throw?
Is it only a thing which you
Want to experience?
Or is it a feeling with which you
Always want to grow?
People say ‘love is blind’,
Rightly said
As in today’s world
It is ‘consciously blind’.
You want something
But you do something,
You think you love someone
But you still marry another one.
You try to be loyal to everyone
But you are not to yourself.
And when you are to yourself
You lose other’s faith.
What is ‘Love’ then?
Is it worth to show or to hide?
Is it a sin or wise?
Is it a start or end of your life?
Whatever it is
Does it has a price?
Conditioned with lot of conditions
Love is institutionalized.
But there is something,
Within us it nurture and modify,
It is the desire to love the ‘love’,
To know the truth and to always do right.
So the day of Birth,
Birth of a new religion is at sight.
We at present call it Humanity,
In future it will be the reason to Unite
And solution for everyone’s sighs.
My Quotes
‘Love’ is fundamental principle of ‘dependence’, desired by everyone. SO, Love no one but GOD and depend on nobody but on your own self—to satisfy all of your desires.
What u know is just a beginning so let’s start knowing others..
Let me live my own dreams and not of other. Let me see my own Realities to live and surrender for the other…
'I' cannot bring change, 'we' can... And 'we'? 'We' include both who give votes n those who win votes. If anyone will work itself without caring 4 other, it'll again become 'I' n not 'we'.
Can anyone do me a favor? I want to become a politician but not a famous one. I want to become an actress but without make-up. I want to become a writer but without editor/publisher. So anyone?
AAj ki taaza khabar!! Lifeboy se nahao or Swine Flue bhagao.. Translation: Today's breaking news!! Lifeboy everyday keeps Swine Flu away.. :P
I want to become citizen of the world without being an Indian.. or I want to remain an Indian unknown by the world..
Universe or this whole cosmos for GOD and Earth for world leaders, merely a toy to play with...
I only want peace of mind and heart, rest is just a part of it..
What do you mean by "Education"? I say "even a PhD. holder is not educated if...........” No need to explain........... All educated person know what I’m saying... RIGHT?
What u know is just a beginning so let’s start knowing others..
Let me live my own dreams and not of other. Let me see my own Realities to live and surrender for the other…
'I' cannot bring change, 'we' can... And 'we'? 'We' include both who give votes n those who win votes. If anyone will work itself without caring 4 other, it'll again become 'I' n not 'we'.
Can anyone do me a favor? I want to become a politician but not a famous one. I want to become an actress but without make-up. I want to become a writer but without editor/publisher. So anyone?
AAj ki taaza khabar!! Lifeboy se nahao or Swine Flue bhagao.. Translation: Today's breaking news!! Lifeboy everyday keeps Swine Flu away.. :P
I want to become citizen of the world without being an Indian.. or I want to remain an Indian unknown by the world..
Universe or this whole cosmos for GOD and Earth for world leaders, merely a toy to play with...
I only want peace of mind and heart, rest is just a part of it..
What do you mean by "Education"? I say "even a PhD. holder is not educated if...........” No need to explain........... All educated person know what I’m saying... RIGHT?
Monday, January 11, 2010
Inspired by Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam’s poem “To the Memory of My Family- My Mother”
To the Memory of My Faith
My God
Sea of all cosmos, golden world, unconscious precious faith,
Faiths from in-numerous streets, all merge into one,
My God!
Your presence comes to me like heaven’s delight.
I remember the days of my being’s intrinsic dilemmas and toils-
Need modified thoughts, before one can rise,
Craving to learn both from evil and wise.
Again need to modify ‘the self’ in the school of life.
Hills blocking the road towards the aim,
But the temples on them recollect the energies lost,
With every hour ‘I rise’ towards the school of life.
Failures not apart but motivated alike.
All this pain of a young heart,
My Lord you modify the body into a pious soul
That kneels and bow infinite times
For that eternal perfection only, My God!
Your strong love is your children’s strength,
You always showed and showed the path against fear.
I still remember the day I was lost,
Sleeping with deep ignorance to envy that eternal strength,
Almost surrounded by full moon night’s illusions
And my longing, pain, suffering you knew God,
My Lord!
When at nights no one was there, My Lord!
You’re that transcendental warm presence
That sweeps every single tear,
Only a drop of this sense of your oceanic grace
Made me fearless, complete and safe!
Why have you given me birth and parted me from you?
Today is the judgment day for me as I know you My Lord!
My God!
My God
Sea of all cosmos, golden world, unconscious precious faith,
Faiths from in-numerous streets, all merge into one,
My God!
Your presence comes to me like heaven’s delight.
I remember the days of my being’s intrinsic dilemmas and toils-
Need modified thoughts, before one can rise,
Craving to learn both from evil and wise.
Again need to modify ‘the self’ in the school of life.
Hills blocking the road towards the aim,
But the temples on them recollect the energies lost,
With every hour ‘I rise’ towards the school of life.
Failures not apart but motivated alike.
All this pain of a young heart,
My Lord you modify the body into a pious soul
That kneels and bow infinite times
For that eternal perfection only, My God!
Your strong love is your children’s strength,
You always showed and showed the path against fear.
I still remember the day I was lost,
Sleeping with deep ignorance to envy that eternal strength,
Almost surrounded by full moon night’s illusions
And my longing, pain, suffering you knew God,
My Lord!
When at nights no one was there, My Lord!
You’re that transcendental warm presence
That sweeps every single tear,
Only a drop of this sense of your oceanic grace
Made me fearless, complete and safe!
Why have you given me birth and parted me from you?
Today is the judgment day for me as I know you My Lord!
My God!
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