Finding Self.

Even while walking on the most crowded street
My heart beats like a blank sheet.
Each body while crossing me
Imprints their words unseen
I went back where the thought of me begin,
Where I, a thought brought
The cause of my life to cross
And now the blinded me search again my beginning.

My birth, that takes place within each pure breath,
And die with each heart-beat that beats for self,
I reside deep down in selfless you,
And flourish if watered life by you,
Blossom through your deeds
And suck dry on your greed.

I am the self you all long for,
I am the reason for your soar,
I am the reason that your mind has a place of distress,
And I am the eternal satisfaction, if quest.

Going Beyond.

What body and mind have molded to see?
A past shadow of me now wandering free,
Like I have become a living purpose of else,
And nowhere have I existed within the boundaries of self.

A thoughtless mind thinks with a purpose
Not of me but at the wills of others,
Vision that sees through every eye,
Light that illuminates inside all insights.

Like free-will of a stone I penetrate,
And the sun’s calmness in its jubilant phase,
I journeyed as atom and commemorates
The Natural Glory of an eternal second’s fate.

A Journey Within.

Those glaciers smothering my thinking eyes
Bodied by corpse’s cold,
When I tried to dive beyond
The ocean, the ocean shrinks back to a drop,
Dropped and dried from my eyes,
It started, wandered, wondered wise,
Soaked silently, ocean again,
To see the World with a new domain.
In this new domain even the corpses die,
The glaciers melt with warmth of sight.
The inflected vision turns the ocean
From deep blue to whites of heaven.
The brightness inside the closed eyes
Illuminated what’s hidden deep down inside.
Water or ice, either impaired or mortified,
To unearth the fact would make us alive.

Chickenpox... defined beauty to me.

My Lovely Face once used to start my days,
With a sense of proud of possessing mirror’s best friend,
Now mock back and say ‘no one’s your friend in this artificiality’,
The teaser self cunningly gestured, ‘Yes, that’s true, now you see?
The things you think are yours are like water that slips away and wind that’s free,
How could you be mirrored when shouldered with a responsibility
To melt the multiple-mirrors of marred Man’s disappearing trend?”
Oh I see..!! oh I see..!! Kindly accept my apologies…

THE MIRROR

Once I saw in mirror 
To search myself in there. 
I searched and searched everywhere, 
But couldn’t find even a tiny drop clear. 


Sad and hopeless 
I pressed my hands in distress 
The mirror got stressed 
And broke it-self in hundreds of quests. 


Some of them tore my hands, 
Some engrossed my palm with new quests. 
My flesh and blood as appeared to me 
Only then I could see the mirrored me. 


Only wounds can be seen, no pain can be, 
Only stains are visible, no color can be. 
I closed my eyes and a miracle I saw, 
I, standing in front of the mirror waiting to be.



 

Quotations

Who says being spiritual connotes to being emotional, dependent and weak personality? A true spiritualist is also a ‘perfect’ Rationalist.
(By the way, no explanation in Google about Spiritualism is complete.)
1st January 2012

It is LIGHT that gives us Vision, not the ability to See..!!
4th January 2012

Do not call me a Writer, writers do not exist..!!
Their soul perpetuate where the pen’s point persist,
Their veins breeze on the blue-black ink,
They remain, ravage, and revive to rhyme
In the reader’s thousands of mind-blink.
So do not call me a writer, a reader is what I am too..!!
Exploring the depths and heights of Self, by dwelling deep inside You.
7th January 2012

The more you believe that you know the definition of Love, the deeper your ignorance would dwell..
If you genuinely do not desire to have (THAT) someone special, you are truly in Love..!!
The moment you feel you ‘have’ one, it ends..!!
8th January 2012

The time ‘utilized’ on Facebook could have been ‘wasted’ in Charity..!! For those who madly strive for recognition.
8th January 2012

What’s with shopping at big, luxurious malls with all the Top Brands you crave to have in your closet?
Do you know when you enjoy shopping for the fulfillment of your temporary temptations; you are not actually shopping or satisfying yourself?
9th January 2012

I would love to be consumed by Chickens than to be by Poisonous Thoughts. :)
9th January 2012

Today I saw a little girl, may be working on her ‘home work’,
On the most efficient and economical study-table, the foot-path,
The sky sheltering her, the whole World guiding her with foot-mark,
The costliest teaching of lively experiences of hundreds of birth
She might possess in her simplest dreamy world.

Hundreds and thousands of children like her,
Give this World a magical Pearl
Of God’s eye, a reason to live,
By turning my soul into their feet
And freedom the Heart beats that flow the final blood’s stream.
10th January 2012

Lagaa jaise duniya me kuch kam hain khwahishen,
Peeche mud ke dekha toh hum hi khade the..!!
Ek roz jab chalte chalte thak jaenge,
Tab chuteh hue wahi musaafir yaad aayenge..!!
11th January 2012

Shayaron ki kahani ko gulistaa na samjhiye,
Har phool ko kanton ne seecha he,
Prem ki bhasha bolne ka zehen humne
Najaane kitni paribhashaon se seekha he..!!
11th January 2012

I am the saffron of your Unity that taught you the meaning of One-ness,
It is the Peace of my white where you sleep in gratification and play in liberation,
It is my green that sow all your beliefs to yield uniqueness in each of your individuality,
But it is in the centre of me where each of you takes birth and your responsiveness is my Life,
It is the blue of your virtue that saves the breath of my blue from fading; it is the Truth in you that breeds in me,
I am the Flag of Your Country..
WISHING YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY.
26th January 2012

I fly and dive juvenile, but either above or below the verge of subsistence,
After all, the inquisitive fish I am that welters and wriggles for a minute’s sun,
And the rapacious bird I am that pounces and lunges for transient birth,
But drying or drowning to end cannot swindle the scrumptious time of my perseverance.
28th January 2012

Dekh suraj ko jo tu apni lau samajh sake,
Bujhe hue Deepak bhi teri raushni me palne lage,
Kar khud ko fanaa kuch iss tarah se, ae bande,
Ki ek-ek be-jaan zarre me bhi fir tujhe dekh jaan khanak uthe.
1st February 2012

HOME.

I never knew my heart saved a pigeon for me
From the moment I left my Home.
We share the same heart, beats at same blood,
Dance and dance, dive in the same flood
Of cravings, of reminiscence, of multi-dimensions,
Of ecstasy to fly beyond, of tremor of falling ovations,
The time we spent together, was no-jolly no-melancholy,
The lessons we learn, part-apart, were neither truth nor folly,
The pigeon can bear no more, enough had I adored,
Wandering through the abyss, we are returning back to Home.




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A prayer to My No-Self.

Let me swim in the Ocean,
Where dry eyes’ tears have flown,
Emotions startled the liquid
And whirlpools have taken form.

Tempest mind shed the blood,
Tornadoes, from which, taking birth,
Tearing apart the Ocean’s Heart,
By stabbing and stabbing the soul part.

How to speak the words of grief
That my world belongs to no degree,
Even the brightest of them sometimes miss-read
Your daughter-your son, has no flesh, no being.

Oh My Lord..!! This Ocean is yours,
I know, you know, what else to fear?
Let us be un-wrapped, let us flourish,
And spread our arms for them to show Our Eternal Glory.

Aware I am, of no existence, just you’re thought like all other persistence,
Have mercy for once and conglomerate, to show to all the Supreme fate,
For once I asunder from you and pray, let the world know its artificial chase,
Surrender me to gratify the thrust, to save your thought’s (world’s) truthful state…




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