cruel skies snatched away
her dazzling moon from her
left her alone in darkness
and disappeared forever.

She picked up one by one
The night diamonds
Stitched them in her veil
And threw it across the sky.

The night diamonds sparkled
Played in the night wind
Sang soft songs for her
And waited with her for moon.

He came back slowly
Taking one step at a time
But she kept her tiny friends
They both simmered together.

Sailing from one flower to another
as colourful as the flowers
But blessed with the power to move
around with ease and joy.

We humans were not blessed with
This beautiful bliss or weightlessness
Is it our thinking, heavy soul or
Our brain heavy with knowledge, ties us down?

We cant let go these complex thoughts
Full of different turns and twists
We cant let go our hopes and passions
Desires, demand or expectations.

These must be the things holding us
To the ground, adding extra dimension
Extra colour and depth to our soul
As a price chaining it to the soil.

Written on 20.05.09

Another idol falls
Proving the truth
He is only human
Not an angel or saint.

They gather all around him
To mock, taunt and jeer
Hyenas and vultures
Waiting for his end to come.

Forgetting in their arrogance
Human beings stumble
And to stumble one has to walk
Those who do nothing, never fail.

The idol will rise up again
Walk tall and in firm steps
All he will have to do is
Brush off the dust from his dress.

walking down the road of life
rushing past every scene
do we stop and relish
for all those gorgeous scenes?

The beauty which life has showered
All around us with deep love
Happiness, joy, love, affection
Are some of the colours life shares.

Or we just run forward
Keeping only the destination in mind
Never even bothering to stop
And love what life has given to us.

Soon we see that we have left it all
Far behind in life’s path
And we start to walk tiredly
To the land of eternal silence and sleep.

Morning sun was still asleep
beyond the eastern horizon
he dragged his tired body
and reached the sage’s feets.

He has heard it far and wide
this sage had a magic touch
he can heal every pain
make every sorrow disappear.

He has lost every thing
every thing that mattered to him
someone showed him the path to him
when he was about to end it all.

The sage sat with an aura of peace
his eyes were firmly closed
he waited for hours for him to look
day turned into night and day again.

Days turned into weeks
the sage did not opened his eyes
and he did not ventured away
he sat there at his feet patiently.

He watched with sheer joy
how wild birds and animals
came and shared the fruits
left by the villagers for the sage.

They treated him with blind trust
playing around him like babies.
he noted the aura of happiness and peace
on the face of the penniless sage.

He walked away a transformed man
he did not needed the sage to confirm
peace lies within our own souls
no one can show us its way.

And when we have found that treasure
losing every thing else wont count
for we know we have the greatest wealth
stored within our very own soul.

The glowing orange sun
appearing and disappearing
in western and eastern horizon
sunrise and sunset they are called.

In between them they hold
the earth in its full glory
its children play games
within these two boundaries

Sunrise opens their eyes
to a new day full of hope
love, desire, despair or pain
reminds then they are still alive.

Sun bids goodbye with sunset
with the promise of another dawn
a night it leaves behind
for souls longing for rest or not.

Don’t expect a perfect melody
from a lyre with shattered strings
ripped again and again
by cruel, clumsy, unkind fingers.

If you want it to sing sweet
pick it from the dust
where it is lying in neglect
repair all its shattered strings.

Then try with love and kindness
may be it will sing again
but the cruelty of past hands
may come back to choke it.

If you cant ignore those moments
those tiny falterings
or else go for a new lyre
leave it where it is now.

you loved her
she loved your friend
he did not cared
he left her and went.

What did you do then?
did you held out your hand
and told her that you are there
for her as a friend forever?

Or did you just watched the scene
the act on the stage of life
as a mute spectator
got up and walked away?

Or was it the third thing
you watched with joy
his refusing her
thinking it was your settled score?

Or may be you did the wisest thing
you held her hand and said
you will always be beside her
in whichever way it suits her.

A jilted woman puts up the garb
of man to settle her score
to douse the dark fire of revenge
trying all tricks to ruin his life.

Keeping a watch on whoever
he loved or admired, then chasing
them faking endless love and trapping
using her feminine knowledge on them.

Knowledge which enabled her to
control her innocent victims
she forgot in her dark hatred
that there is some one else who sees.

One day while she was busy
stealing her ex lover’s love
she was caught by her present lover
aghast, full of disgust he left her.

written on 20.05.09

Don’t try to teach me who to love
Who to hate, respect or adore
Its not that I don’t trust you
Or that I don’t respect you.

Its just a simple, deep truth
I see the world through my eyes
I love a person by my heart
I hate him by my heart too.

We all have power to judge
But we judge the same thing
From different views and angles
We both may be right, or wrong.

So I would rather take my risk
I will be the judge and responsible
I willl take the decision..keep or discard
But I will always keep your words in heart.

Written on 20.05.09