Posted by: S Basu | February 9, 2010

What do they say?

A closed bud
Still asleep
Yet to spread her petals
Share her beauty, nectar.

Every morning butterflies
Come and kiss her
Woo her endlessly
What do they say?

Do they coax her?
beg her to shed fear
to throw away her covers
and look around her?

To see the beautiful world
Waiting eagerly
for her to open her eyes
And show her pretty face.

Posted by: S Basu | February 9, 2010

Two beings

Two beings
Differ as day and night
But see how they live
The same solitary life.

One stays away from others
For it hates and mistrusts
Every other soul
Reasons are unknown.

It has built a vicious wall
No one can penetrate or climb
It dwells in darkness and broods
Waiting for, yet scared of liberation.

The other stays away
For it knows it’s complete
Its own soul can be its mate and guide
It only needs God with it.

Its solitude is full of light and peace.
It does not needs any wall around it.
Still it’s not accessible
It lives within and without all.

Both are misunderstood
Both are hated
Sometimes abused and branded
For no one understands them.

Posted by: S Basu | February 8, 2010

sun

No matter how much you pray
No matter how much you try
How much you plead, beg, and curse
You can’t bring down the sun from sky.

Your hatred for that celestial being
Is useless, worthless and funny
It will only hurt you, disappoint you
When you will see the day is still sunny.

Sun can’t be pulled down
Try to realize this truth
You don’t have the power to move
Even a small pebble without fate.

It’s no use yearning, hating or cursing
It will shine in its glory
And if it falls down from there
You too will not be around to see.

Posted by: S Basu | February 8, 2010

I take time

I don’t hate easy
and I don’t love easy
I try to tread neutral
in the land of zero.

I love to take time
to love and hate deeply
but I love to hurry
to mend and forgive.

I take too long
to trust and have faith
very few cross that bridge
and make a permanent stay.

Then again i take too long
to mistrust or suspect
there also the history repeats
not too many cross that bridge.

Posted by: S Basu | February 7, 2010

Envy

We both are born together
In the same pond
We both inhale the same air
We both bask in the same sun.

Then why is it so?
I can only see the darkness?
I inhale only the stench?
I can only brood and mourn?

And you! Look at you!
You smile like morning sun
You bloom like a lotus
Spread your fragrance like a rose.

Everyone loves you, none loves me
For you smile in pain, love in vain
I will not let it happen
I will snatch your smile, light & peace.

Posted by: S Basu | February 7, 2010

Why!

Strange is this heart
Oh I do agree with thee
Let me tell you dear one
It charts its own path.

You want to know from me
Why I love her and not thee
Let me try to tell
Hope you will feel my heart.

Oh you are gorgeous maiden,
I know that for sure
Gorgeous, golden liquid wine
A d she is crystal clear water.

You are gorgeous lightning
Dazzling and mesmerizing
She is a soft tender fire
Burning in the hearth.

Your splendour is for dreams
Her charm is for home
My dear maiden that’s my dream
To build my small nest somewhere.

Posted by: S Basu | February 6, 2010

My heart

How can I deny?
Oh I truly love thee
My heart is overflowing
With Sweetest, deepest love.

A love you don’t need
So you can’t have it
For your vessel is not pure
Pure enough to contain ambrosia.

My heart is like a beehive
Filled up and pouring
The nectar is dropping down
Drop by drop like molten gold.

To have it make your heart yearn
That fire of yearning will purify it
Then collect these drops and drink
Or else forget it, its not for you.

Posted by: S Basu | February 6, 2010

Island of peace

My soul is an island
Island of peace
Resting in the ocean
Ocean of life.

Sometimes the waves sing
Sometimes they rock me
Sometimes they are sleeping
Sometimes too turbulent.

They come in plethora of forms
To touch this tiny island
To rock, to shake and to crush
Sooner or later they return back.

My island knows it
So it sees and acts
Just as the ocean wants it to
And then resumes its peace.

Posted by: S Basu | February 5, 2010

Difference

When a baby totters
To her mama’s lap
We call it love
Don’t we?

The divine bond that ties
A mother to her baby
A real blessing
That comes down from heaven.

Then what do we call this
A little different action
When a small puppy
Nestles up in a mother’s lap.

Tries to push away
Her tiny toddler from her lap
Treating her as her own mama
Can’t we call it the same too?

Posted by: S Basu | February 4, 2010

Bridge from heaven

Bridge from heaven
in seven colours
coming down to earth
to open the doorway.

Velvet of grass
spread till horizon
waiting for fairies
and angels to touch.

Can we go up there?
above the seven skies
if we reach the end
that is touching earth?

Or is it meant only
for the celestial beings
only they can touch it
to come down here and return.

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