Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The way home...


Hush full whispers,
Haunting silence,
A Derelict,
Saunters in so late.

Ghostly moonlight,
Herculean wolves' cry,
Goose pimples on my arms,
Just rise and fall.

The shimmering streamline,
The dark stark road,
Dry crispy golden leaves
Glaze the road at night.

The moonlight, the derelict,
the wolves' cry and the dark stark road,
Wasn't that the way,
The way to my home?



Sunday, March 4, 2012

THE ENCHANTING FOREST


An enchanting forest,
A young Sorceress,
A gruel eating Maniac,
And a holy Saint.

One day the Saint levitated in meditation,
Young Sorceress kept contemplating,
The gruel eating Maniac laughed in incantation,
"Hush", said the Saint to the maniac,
And to the Sorceress he gestured.

He talked to the Sorceress through telepathy,
Guiding her as she wished,
She heard him say, "Oh young Sorceress,
Magic charms are mere  illusions, learn to meditate
and gain insights,
This transient world of non-existence,
 Where each moment life's lessons can be taught.
It is yet another realm of non-reality,
 Laden with abundant joyous miseries,
Learn to detach ignorance and seek freedom to understand your self"

Summons on summons did she receive from him,
With just a gaze from his elevated position,
She withdrew at first but then she surrendered to become nothing less but a Goddess of wisdom,
Her Sorceress garb still enveloped her body but her mind had been transformed,
Leaving the gruel eating maniac to wonder and wonder what had happened of his neighbor's  mind.

He felt cheated as he did not have anyone to talk to or make lamenting comments about his gruel,
He missed the talks and their company because now both the saint and the goddess meditated and levitated leaving him alone on the green grass to wonder.

He questioned himself and kept asking why they won't come down again,
Was it his bad breath that had held them up or just their hatred towards him?
He wondered and wondered until he stopped talking to himself,
He had stopped muttering and then he wondered what made him stop that,
Unanswered questions kept him busy all day and night,
He could not blink an eye or eat his food,
Suddenly he realized that he had been a maniac and was out of his mind,
One day he knew answers to his own questions and that rarely happened,
He knew how this world had been constructed and how it could be in future,
He knew why the grass was green and which side the sun rose and which side it set,
He felt intelligent after much pondering,
He thanked the two for being his guide, just their actions were enough to make him realize,
How certain he had now become of things as never before, could he rule out his existence from this learning, guess not,
He knew how ignorance had clouded his mind,  and how enchanted he remained but knowing what made the difference in his learning was definitely the drops of wisdom that showered blessings in disguise.
He knew that shower came from the aura that enveloped both his companions.

So the enchanting forest remained no longer enchanting,
As we know what  happened to the three souls of the forest, no matter how enchanting, ignorance can be ruled out one day and the path for intelligence and wisdom can be carved out.
So folks, let us get out of the enchanting forest and make peace with ignorance because once we win this battle we can say we are Saved!!

TIME..

Little did i know of life's symphony,
Simply pulsating and vibrating vivaciously,
I dreamt that i will be conjoined with the remaining part of me,
That part which is waiting to be found.


Swifter time passes as each moment encapsulates one another,
One moment is yet another moment but the next moment is just new,
Newer and cyclic have you become,
Oh time, surround me in your boundless clasp.

As i know not of my 'becoming',
I would want to know how you exist.
You are here,yet not here,
Young or old i just cannot say,

You seem to be ignorant yet so wise,
So influential and so infinite,
Great people bow down and no one can mark your stay,
Touched by your humble existence we have to agree.

So immensly perturbed i get,
Trying to unravel the mystery of your being.