Those birds in the sky

November 10, 2008 § 13 Comments

From mobile photos!

Those birds in the sky,
they push there wings out and fly.
As the sun sets,they return for the night.
In a flock,without a fight.

In a big city they live,
There haunts being window sills.
In the concrete filled with dark myth
They know every nook and labyrinth.

At dawn long before the stars are gone,
The skies they head and fawn.
For food the sweep down
In one stroke leaving the ground brown.

Yet all i see of them,
Flirting along the skies realm
Is a moments of wing spread glory-
Wish i too can be like the free.

From mobile photos!
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tree and weed

November 3, 2008 § 11 Comments

Shattered
shudder,
turmoil,
tongue-tied.
Blank and blurred,
boisterous brand
of incompetence
and evergreen hypocrisy.
No one dared,
for everyone,said where?-
where? do people who dare
to be different live?
-they don’t,i am not a misfit.

So everyone,claimed
and sang some old name,
lest the past be buried,
then what will be there to charge guilty?
So questions were never asked,
this is never man’s home
and so he was not to roam
but be bound by moribund chains-
when they fall apart,
he still will not know his part,
for gone are the strength and belief
in self,so too integrity-
in the ancient ,once flouring cities.
There in the name of few great man,
everyone was told,that only one is such
and such,for greatness is as rare as rare can be.
So dreams,where weeds,to killed,
And all that managed to live,
was burnt at the stake,
oh!for holy’s sake!
And still the weeds grew,
among the poppies and roses,
the lilies and jasmines
and again and again,those dusty
hands of manual labour
crushed them and burnt,
saying ha!now that is better!

I hope the weeds find their use,
in next life,if that exists so,
where they won’t be weeds,
but useful seeds,for if so a God
exists,he isn’t dumb to spare
so many seeds and scatter
them just to deceive.
But whatever happens to the weeds,
one thing is for sure-
that a seed from which arise the tree
and the weed and for life to succeed
we need light and water and other
forces of nature and the will
to penetrate and absorb and utilize
all that is needed and create
a better life,not just for us
but the whole wide world.
And at that,first comes the growth,
where we drink,to fulfill our throat
and then give water,to those who are sore,
for otherwise,our motives are desperate
and life useless.
Every seed is nature
and in its right it will bloom,
yet the will and integrity
are needed to become a tree.

the light shines the brightest

She.

November 2, 2008 § 14 Comments

Majestic her hands swayed,
and senses failed-
reality was lost at the foot,
of her,oh!she the cute
girl,oh!she the flower
on a sensitive plant,
who sawys.Into a maze,
she leads me,where,
the sounds of divinity,
and the odour of life
smelts me into beauty
and in it i am lost,
in the deep end profoundity.
Callous becomes my belonging
and at last there she was,
the exilir to fulfil my longing.
Within me something took over,
and nothing can stop the fervor
which made me realize that a flower
which i dream all night,
now stood in front of me-within my sight,
within my reach.

My mind decided my action,
my heart was in reaction,
at the sight of its mate,
at last fate,oh!fate
was sweet and no more bleak.
The birds flew around the skies
and such a sight ,never dies,
the balance of light
and the senseless right,
which might will never might,
for which this fight
was the growth;
and now the stunned broke
and grew to heights-
so high,so high
that thoughts couldn’t hide.

A sudden push
and reality wakens
and realize,i do
that it was dream,
yet can it come true?
In hope,
i remain,
What is your name?

sunshine-moonlight

November 1, 2008 § 8 Comments

Tranquil.

Vigil.

Blue.

Black.

Sun.

Moon.

Clarity.

Arbitary.

Blend.

Depend.

Distance.

Heavens.

Rejoice.

Voice.

Knowledge.

Envisage.

Brilliance.

Ignorance.

Zeal.

Squeal.

Reveal.

Mislead.

Meditative.

Speculative.

Ray.

Nay.

Shove.

Love.

Pull.

Kill.

Never.

Lover.

Heat.

Defeat.

World.

Shrivelled.

Seek.

Peak.

Loath.

denote.

World.

Herald.

Universe.

Verse.

Preach.

Teach.

Sunshine

moonlight.

 

the light shines the brightest

Forever,the divine eternal shall glow.

October 30, 2008 § 11 Comments

Forever,the divine eternal shall glow.

Yet for a few moments,something takes over,
and things look like,as if there is no better,
and everything ends and shall witter.
And for those moments,
you are caught,uninspired,almost lifeless,
lest that life be frivolous.
But it is an illusion,like any other,
and the bloodless pallor,
is soon replaced by the brightest
which will take you and your life,
to new,oh!new heights.

The night,is a gap,
but there is no lapse,
in the presence of light.
And it is your battle you wage,
and for guidance
you have nothing else but cognition,
your tool which will lead to salvation.
The good is spread and strewn
and mixed and set to a tune
it serves those who seek
and always separates the mighty from meek.
timeless,like the ocean,
whose life is beyond estimation,
it flows and sings to those,
who desire the elevation.
The mystic hours are deviations
which finally will make you yearn
for the place where it all began,
the place called home,
where you return after the roam.
There within,it you will find,
though unused,it is warm,
and the old serenity,the calm
returns and the world turns
and runs,for its opinions
are thoughtless and God bless,
it can’t face the boisterous
who boils at the sight of hypocrisy
whose discipline is such that
sometimes,it looks like lunacy.
And yet,in the madness,
the notes fall into place,
and the song sings on its own
and you ascend to the throne
of your own make
and will live for your own sake.
Up above the world so high
there it lies,
the one which closes into this dry
and beaten land,which you wish to fly
and get the better of and aye
that is what your desire hopes
and emotions are the boards
on which you build the craft
which shall protect you from the harsh-
everything caprice and baseless
arbitrary and the ruthless muscular fury.
Your intuition shall show reason
and for satisfaction
you shall go on the mission.

The birds fly,
the stars rise,
the earth lies
and at that sight,at the zenith
there is no vice
for the wise is the one,
who knows what lies beneath
and what awaits above,
though not in facts
but in abstractions where it lacks.
The divine shall shine
and the eternal is mine
for within i can feel
and without it i am meek.
What maybe its name,
and even if it will end in bane,
I am ready to face,
everything,to where i raise
for the belief is greater
and in craziness lies my sanity.
Let the world cry,
let it proclaim,i am vain,
but to me it is all the same,
all that i have to gain,
i shall and those loses
are repressed in the depressed-
those hours under the grey
clouds of hellish profile,
where the world got its say
but it will never have its way,
against the storm,who blows
with knowledge and belief
that blowing will give it relief
and that ,it is its life’s work
are to break and tare
for in its destruction
shall the tree be trimmed
so that a new branch can begin.
The balance it shall give
to the world on the whole,
for destruction it is not,
it is doing its part.
And those who claim to be storms
can fake the appearance but never
the trust and tenacity
for such is the truth’s intensity.
The twig writes destiny by being a twig
and the meek fail to fill the pen
and expect to be forgiven
for the destruction of beauty
whose eternal magnanimity
is so blessed that,it shall live
forever,for it has no enemy
for everything has a desire to be free.

The world shall be at peace,
Within me at least.
What is see is what i perceive,
and what i feel is what i perceive.
And what i perceive i shall act on
and on that act,my name shall go on.
For white is white,
if i see so and the black,black
if i see so.And yet,behind all that lies
a thought greater than the sight,
the unknown,yet alive
which flows and rains
forever,without any exchange
for its value can never be waged
and it is saved by the rage,
the frenzy of the one who sees
it and wishes to belong
and at that,it will never go wrong.

Forever,the divine eternal shall glow.
To me people come and go,
and the world throws
and tries to fill me with remorse.
Yet the joy within i need
and that i seek,
and to think i exist
and my existence is my pride
and it shall last until i die.
The gloom will pass
and that which will last
is life and that will strive.

The light shines the brightest

courage

October 27, 2008 § 18 Comments

Courage it is and courage it shall be,
and to conquer all that is to be.
The world is waiting to be roamed
and life at every step is formed
and the roots grow,
and boulders are broken through
or passed over and their existence’s
value is left to be pondered.
A maverick’s heart,it takes,
to fight the world and the fakes.
Creation is the will,
and hypocrisy its contradiction.
And that  shall come to an end,
when we have the courage,
to accept that  we are free
to do as we please,as long as
we follow the light
and question every step
and understand what is right.
A thousand dreams,the birds
have wings and beak,
we have the mind and hands,
to bake mud into bricks
and understand the illusion and tricks.
And courage,it takes,
to go against those think otherwise,
for sometimes the strength of vice
is such that,in you it lies.
And so we have the candle,
the light exists everywhere
all we need to do is,
light it upon the flame
and after that it won’t be the same
and there is no shame
and glow everything will in your name.
Courage,it takes
and courage it will be,
to know what is really free.

the light shines the brightest

Rain peace

October 23, 2008 § 9 Comments

At the top stood peace,
between vapours and trees.
The watery spirits moved about
and were ready for a fresh bout.
And those of man’s creation,
waited to see nature’s manifestation.
The winds blew back to the equator
and with it brought clouds filled with vapour.
The North-East monsoon was at play,
and nothing can keep them at bay.
A grandeur ,a synthesis of forces,
balanced and in perfect poses,
came down to earth,
back towards the hearth,
back to the eternal solution,
the mighty ocean.

Yet above remains a sense of peace,
one which nothing can teach,
for abstract it is,
just like the vapours.Yet it takes
a form,like the clouds,
free and flowing,
with the winds of creation’s being.
The harsh tunes of man’s action,
of wasteful chatter and bicker,
can only be minor disturbance,
that can never take away the tune
of  the ever green crashing
of droplets upon the ground
and solid homes and the swaying of
trees,whose inertial test it is.
The sun a lonely stranger-
behind masses he stands,
by lazies faire,he is now free,
from verbal vows against his
incessant heat.Yet it is by his decree,
that that the winds do blow
and by his will that trees grow.
And by all the wills of nature sundry,
man steps foot,on the planet,
where once ferocious creatures roamed.
And there in the midst of such,
a few nitwits in gray thoughts move,
And trying to docile everything that is true-
by nothing but their targets mind,
which produced everything so refined.

And yet the system of water is such,
that whatever maybe the ruthless
notion of stray physical might of man,
it shall flow on,for the ocean,
is shore less,what we see being
a part of the mighty universe.
And such and such a virtue,
it has,that,the tune shall flow
from every pore and it shall pour,
forever,on the shores where sediments
of countless waves crash,
since the beginning of time.
And the soul of the drops
shall give life to the seed,
like a fire,giving life to a twig.
And from that life,
many more shall spark,
which oh!will lead to more sounds
and enrich the symphony,
where every note,shall cause,
the other and every sound
shall complete the other.
And then life shall out wit
those scared creatures
and in such a world shall
there be more rains,
which will fill the purse
of life,with the fusion
of sounds,from which shall
emerge more lovelier a song,
that at last we know,there we belong.

And at there is the peace,
which no one can preach
nor can anyone breach.
And the artists shall paint
the perfect picture,where
the tree sways and the water
moves,as true as life can be.
The soul dance,shall be expressed
and no more will life be repressed
for such is the joy of music
and such is the power of rain
that descends from the heaven
which is in truth-nature driven.

And so,and so,the chords are struck
and quirk of each and each drop show.
And in the order of divine connotation,
there we see the nature’s manifestation.
And as the clouds go by,
and in months time they shall come again,
filled with treasures of oceans
far and lands unknown and unseen.
And back and forth the bow shall
move and the fingers shall grip,
those which need to be fulfilled.
And want is such that,the heat
it endures shall always be rewarded
and depression shall end in elevation
welcoming the rich clouds of gifts.
And with them our endured wisdom
shall guide us,where our prayer
of thoughts shall materialize
and grow into trees on which
shall grow not just fruits but
jewels to placed on our crown.

Forever it shall rain,
forever the song shall rein.
Forever water shall remove the stain
and forever the sun shall rise
and we shall forget vice.
Forever the bow will move,
and music it is through and through.
At the top shall stand peace,
waiting for you to breach
the bubble and see the eternal.

the light shines the brightest

Will last forever…

October 21, 2008 § 11 Comments

Finally life prevailed.
And destruction failed.
Truth survived the grey storm-
now there is nothing wrong.
Cool and white and black,
now life was out of the shack;
The water spread intimacy
and life was once more bubbly.
Nothing can stop the flame,
life and force are the same.
For in the truth’s name,
there is a game,
that of keeping it unchanged.
The light shall never die,
for the skies are there to be flown.
And the winds shall be blown
forever,to carry the bright clouds,
over seas and lands,
bestowed with creation.
And there above all one shall stand,
the one who takes pride in the land
and the one who sees life,
beyond the horizon.
Forever,that life will survive,
for that is the soul-the life.
And high above the sky,
dwells the universe,
but everything follows one verse,
and that shall remain lush
and cause time to move fresh.
The waves shall break again
and the storm will come again
but the spirit lies in the water,
which will last forever.

the light shines the brightest

For us

October 19, 2008 § 12 Comments

The world is for us,
the sky is blue for us,
the winds blow for us,
the sun rises for us.
The coulds move for us,
The world grows for us,
and everything!Everything!
Everything here,is for us!
No might can ever move,
the mountains of life
but they oh! sway
to the winds of universe!
Yet everything is for us,
beneath our feet lies,
the soil which took,
millions of years,
and above is the sky,
which toils to protect
us from harm!And the world
is for us,as none can
own ,except the one who owns
and we are the owners of earth,
as much as we own the universe.
We might be a race
but each and everyone of us,
embraces earth,through their
eyes,through their thought,
just as it is,how they perceive
the notes of wind,
just as they perceive the colours
of rainbow,just as they perceive,
the soil through their feet,
just as they smell,the flowers
and feel the hot and the cold.
And life is pinnacle of nature
and oh!we,oh!belong,
and nothing,on!nothing is wrong.
Forever,this life might go on,
and forever we might never live on,
but our thoughts,fly the wind
and we are harbinger of the future.

And let the world be of creation,
let our path be of innovation.
What is above,is there to be outrun
and what is below is waiting
to be strengthened and then bear
the origin of new beginnings.
The clouds move across,
the tapestry of blue,
and many a storms they bear,
and yet all we shall fare through!
Nothing can bend our determination,
Nothing can hurt our need for elevation.
And forever,we will fight the vertigo,
for we will rise above the indigo,
in the rainbow-beyond all the
illusions that may stick around,
for every problem is preceded
by a solution.And our path,
the light,lights and that path
is our right and for that we have life.

And so we shall walk,
and so we shall let go and be free,
as creation is we and we
shall continue to weave.
Somewhere everything does meet,
and fate can never cheat,
those who dare to write it,
and that fate,we shall write with inks
so strong that the sea,
shall hold,as it has,
the past’s mystery.
And so we are unperturbed by everything
and destiny rises on the shore
where we meet,the world-
where we are to create.
Our thoughts,make the world
and the senses feel the world.
The rainbow will last,
till water and light.
We shall last,
till thoughts and creation.

the light shines the brightest

A sense of belonging evaded

October 15, 2008 § 13 Comments

And a sense of belonging evaded.
The last strength corroded.
Yet the energy refused to die,
for within life is held high.
Nothing can break,the will,
nothing can kill,the within.
The power of life,remains
staunch and untouched,
by all the world’s rusted
rustic austerity.The 
incognito negativity,
tries to hold you,to the ground,
but the valour wings of spirit,
will never shun the virtue
of seeking truth and surrender to
the tyrants of the fiends.
Let it be years or seconds,
your tendency is to move towards 
the heavens,which is the acme,
of all spiritual haunts,for nature
is such that,its affinity is towards,
creation and not destruction.
Yet for a few moments,
something curbs and deters
the music from playing-
something holds the bow,
and refuses to let go,
the sense of belonging
tries to hold and tries to freeze
the fire and tries to behold
the nature it lacks.
And the chain may be tainted
with that causeslessness,
yet the fire will burn,
for that is what in life,we earn.

You will never fall,
you will never be made to halt,
as long as trust,you place –
in yourself and understand,
the fire within and use it to begin,
a whole new beginning.
The sky is waiting to be conquered,
and those who don’t seek have endangered,
their own life’s worth,
and the strings strain a bit more.

Forever the allegro will continue ,
for the life’s movement is fast
and though transitory it may seem,
till the world’s end,the beam,
travels and the sound never perishes.
And the sense of belonging may evade,
but within you,belief will elevate,
and emancipate,
even that choked voice,
and life will get to its poise.

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