The mirror shone…

March 8, 2009 § 12 Comments

And the mirror shone,with the image,
There stood the love,
There was the symbol within.
The sight was beyond might,
And the will of man,was his own.
He did belong to himself and Earth,
And those who see no face in the mirror,
Are the once who are in darkness.
Switch on the lights he did want to tell,
Yet how to address that which has no face?

That which rots will always rot,
That which grows shall always,
For you cannot be discriminated
Unless you your self choose so.
If the sky looks dull and glut,
Then the spirit shall be alight,
If it does choose to see the light within.
If the tools of men failed be perceived,
Then shall darkness have a victory,
Let the spark of solitude and the society’s
Misnomers do isolate ,in fear of itself.
That ,that curse is a gift,
That not  to belong leads to a search,
And the identity that which is googled,
Will be found,in love,in what we value.

To that we walk,we parade,
Those whose spirit is in integrity,
Who refuse to lie down
And to all that,bow,
For the sweetest rebellion
Is victorious when it seeks not to avenge
Itself in the name of revenge.
To rebel is to accept yourself
And that the face you do see,
Is not meant to be bound but free.
For in freedom alone dwells love,
For a bundle of life is in projection,
To seek the stars and greater levitation.
In dreams love does haunt
To seek the greatness so perceived,
Accidents lead to discoveries,
And so love to solution of mysteries.

Love to be alive,
And to abide to your light.
Humanity is at par with destruction when
In comparison of virtue-
Beyond that lie a very very few.
Sin is sinister and love is not a dagger,
Yet to preserve itself,shall it spill blood?
Is ale  spoiling the unspoiled to give
Negation a victory and to rejoice,
The death of our kind? Or is it the spirit
Of invention,to the man who drank it
As an unknown poison and found heaven?
Or neither but a state of natural invention,
Just so to place the mind a while away
And ultimately free from the bound day?
A metaphor to freedom?

Why is man bound?
And alone his love,with wings,
Always to be flown?
Why is it that we seek solace,
Even though we know out own face?
Now do we bind words into form
And say a noise is right,
The others utter and see your rite?
What sense of order do we see,
And beyond that what do we perceive?
Is disunity,A state of mere callous
Misinterpretation ,a stray mutation,
For us to marginalize our life?

But finally does come a day,
When we do breach innosence
And climb the ladder and pass the grey,
And into the clouds we do pass,
This a metaphoric heaven,
We seek not bliss,
But mere sense of equality-
Be valued as you are and not
What you are meant to be.
If earth was to be such,
Than a beggar will not be a king,
But to do so,must learn the arts
To raise and in character appraise,
The minds of those who fought past
The fiends,those many armed monsters,
The cruel nature of human disunity,
A stark stray-hail! OH! Hail,the society!
In spirit,realize the curiosity!

Love is such,turn on your light,
And in it you shall see the face of life,
Be bold and smile,for what you see
Is what you perceive,illusion or not,
It is a de reguier reality!
In the light of truth,
One will lead,not mere instict
But that which speaks logically,
A known or unknown tongue,
Hear it and learn to be,
Yourself and in that free!

Love yourself and forget disunity,
The world will be what it wants to be.
In scarifies and sacrilege and absurdity,
It sees joy; Then,love to be,
Be not tamed but be free to set free
the wisdom of freedom,
To the rocks,they might wake,
To restore the order of insanity.
Love is that we lend ourselves value,
And that is the end we seek,
Truth is not the end but means to an end.

The light shines the brightest

tagged!

December 19, 2008 § 21 Comments

Well i am forced to do this right now 😛 Actually i started doing this at about 1,but then felt too sleepy and by the time I rise and shine again5 more words have been added to the list.

This one is from Manushi,Apar and Vimal.First thing,the last tag Apar gave me ,I was supposed to tag only those who wanted to do,ops well lets say I was too eager to pass it on 😉

Rules are the simplest form of planning my text book says,so let me finish the  simplest thing first ,the rules are:-

1)NO Katrina Kaif and Akshay Kumar.

2)No Shipla Shetty or that fellow who sang Tandoori nights.

3) NO protagonist obscenities or vulgar language,this is not fourth standard for you to call others bastards,don’t corrupt innocent adults.

4) NO making fun of shoes,as they are the holy things reserved for the biggest jacks who spoil the show.

5) Only English is allowed.Breath,speak and talk and dream in English.

6) You can send pictures of you posing in front of the Taj Mahal,even if you have not visited it,but you have to send pictures to people.

7)Not using photoshop is a crime.You shall be booked under which ever law,the government decides to come up with,for terrorism.

8)You cannot pay bribes.But you can black mail others and collect it-flipside.

9)You have to apply your aesthetical cognition and no juxtaposing and out of context commenting,if you are given a balerina,just draw Cristiano Ronaldo.

Well I think that should be the rules ,but still,keeping with the blogging code of conduct,least I have the news channels after me 😉

  1. You must use all the five words given to you by your tagger and draw pictures using paint or GIMP or any other photo editing tool.
  2. Each picture must be self explanatory when you relate it to the given word.
  3. Each word MUST have at least one picture attributed to it.
  4. You have to draw them yourself. No suggestions from a second person.
  5. You need to pass it on to other people with a fresh set of 5 words.

 

So let me start of with Manushi’s words,as she was the one to tag me first 🙂

 

superman:- 

From photoshopped

dreams :-

From photoshopped

stranger :-

From photoshopped

celebration:-

From photoshopped

nirvana:-

From photoshopped

Next Vimal’s 5:-
Music:-

From photoshopped

Communication:-

From photoshopped

Riot:-

From photoshopped

Profession :-

From photoshopped

Parents:-

From photoshopped

And finally Apar’s 5:-

Light:-This is the only one which is not a sketch!

From photoshopped

Exam:-

From photoshopped

Poetry:-

From photoshopped

reflection:-

From photoshopped

heaven:-

From photoshopped

At last done! More than an hour gone!So now to the best part,I get to tag people.Of course most of  ’em have done it,so let me find people who haven’t.I am looking forward to the skecthes,as all these people whom i am going to tag are my favorites(ha,but only you people haven’t done it yet!),i.e.(not internet explorer) ,the first blogs I read as soon as i open my reader(not in any particular order 😛 )

Dinesh:-Movie,Bull fighting, Hero,Girl and Love.

Nita:- Pune,journal,expression,politics and balance.

Prerna:-Politician,Art,perfection,equilibrium and knowledge.

Gounder Brownie(and you better do this one !):- Communist,Shakespeare,Gounder,Gender and language.

Priya(you did say you might 😉 ):Boys,displacement,reactions,calculus and friends.

SF:-English,Elephant,cars,life and joy.

and one for seven,

Anshul:- Microsoft,short cuts,development,earth and pollution.

Its a long,long,long,long post!Ha,I look forward to the skecthes!

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.

the light shines the brightest

the last cold hours!

September 2, 2008 § 14 Comments

Cold hours,frozen clocks,
the moment is all but locked.
The present gratified,
time is lost into the night.
fear and peace grip the hearts,
emotions are all lost,
as the need for thought,has been lost!
No one knows what is the need,
and morality is lacking in every deed,
scary and vehement,locked in the darkness,
hell’s days have began.
Noise like never before is made,
and meaning for words are slowly seeing the fade.
Without anything to destroy,
with weapons of destruction as toys,
people search for the light,
so that that too can be shut after the fight.
When meaning to life,dies,
life has no value,just like the rectangular sky.
In despair people lost the meaning of love,
for if not in action,where can we find love?
If not through your hands and creative
expression,how else can you express,
all that is not to be said but done?
Unless you eat,you cannot think,
and to eat,you need to think!
But oh! the promise of better logic,
the idea that equality is one where all suffer
and where one kills everyone dear!
The rusted minds,which preach ,
that work is to think is to impeach,
the very existence of human thought!
For creatures kill to survive,
the birds learn to fly,
but oh! man is dirt,
so thought is dust,
clear it oh! wise people,
and then you will see your god!
With nothing to destroy,
with too many gods,there to fight,
lusterless minds all turned into fiends-
the nobility of humanity,
was now lost,as if it too were destiny.
Squalors are filled
and lights are all offed or dimmed,
walk at the cost of your life,
and think,you are breaching the law-
the law of the one number,dice.
With everything lost,
and the hell at full blast,
the creatures tore apart,
the human flesh,of their own virtue brothers!
And then at their demise,cried foul
and were held guilty by the code less decree,
and with chains they bound the beast,
and rotted,being sucked by the affinity of leech.
And then seeing where it all began,
they knew now what happened.
But with all hope lost,
and light cut off,
once the creatures of heaven,
now drained into the over flowing drains of hell,
and the abyss,extended and fell and fell!
oh! the mother and father of all men,
how did they survive,
if not for wit or the need to sit and think,
among the green Edens,
where creatures were all in balance?
Is this the apple,
which was eaten?
That the poison from within it,
has at last began to be felt
and humanity is now in doom’s vent?
The ether is lost in suffocation,
and in the lack of air and boisterous indignation,
slowly none was left,
expect two like it when it began.
The sight they held,
was the one which caused them to feel,
that mistake a mistake had been made,
one which had literally led into the grave!
But the smoke of the morgues killed them too,
and humanity breathed its last,
it died as fast as it had come,
now nothing remains,
expect that which was there when it all began.
The moon and the sun shone on,
the vultures by nature,at last ate
and laughed and drank,at these poor
creatures,who had tried,
to become the vultures.They lacked wings,
they told themselves,so in their scavenge
they too decayed.Now at last paradise was
regained and the gods became,
theirs and the god , ale perished last,
as his wine became sour,
with the rusted blood of humans,
and then into the nothingness passed,
the eons,waiting for creation to sally.
And the nights were dark,
and the days too bright,
earth was a shattered speck,
and back in time,when there were no clocks,
back in time,when there were no hours,
back in time when there were no gods,
back in time when nothing was,
back in time when there was no verse,
way back to the beginning of the universe.

the light shines the brightest

Clouds,sky,trees and mountains-heaven.

August 19, 2008 § 15 Comments

Heaven.I wish i can walk on the clouds.

Mountains.I wish i can live there.

trees.wish I can have them around me.

Sky.wish I can keep staring at  it.

Me.I wonder what am I?

They.Do they think about me?

Earth.What is outside you?

Beauty.What can grace you?

Time.Where is the clock?

Moment.It was in the past.

Feel.Old but new.

Balance.Freedom is it?

Peace.No pain?

Memory.Contained?

Life?

Love?

On?

None?

One?

Words?

Still.

Quite.

Calm.

Everything.

Identity.

One.

Where Am I?

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