Sunday, September 27, 2015

Gap

 Gap

It is, what is between
What U want, and what U do.
Let alone the world say a lot,
Listen to your heart,
Has become the cliché of the era,
Where people say a lot but for 'sahara'.
Though the “want” is defined,
The path is not definite.
Your thoughts take U around, but not forward.
Sustained focus fickles,
That oscillates U from various source.
By the time U settle,
U realize, it left U pinned at that point in time.
The only way to reduce this gap in time,
Is to join hands with it,
For all good and bad.
Never fall apart.
You will reach where U wanted to,
As it is only the TIME that knows it all.
And will keep it a secret,
Until U become its buddy.




Image



You are what you project,
As an Image to others, to see and capture.
It is not their Imagination about you,
But your image that, you had projected out from your vision.
Though your Image is clear to you now,
Well the perception of others on it differs.
But there is nothing you can do to change it or cover it in their mind.
Image of oneself, shows the destination to oneself,
It needs constant effort to keep it dust free forever.
Such a constant Image removes blurred thoughts and starts getting clearer to others too.

Get working on your image and make it beautiful.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Wish list


                                                        Wish List

I wish I had it all,
I don’t know why,
It is damn easy,
To count things we don’t own,
But highly impossible to list, that we enjoy all alone.
In bliss,
We are blessed with a lot,
But never our thought accepts this fact.
Always we long for things,
And forget what we have all along.
It just takes a sec and no long,
To realize what we have,
And where we belong.
This tiny pin blows you,
Brings you down to reality.
Where things are both certain and not,
Where we just walk past space and time,
Adding our wish list,
Making it long and long and long.
Blowing it up and
Then once again realizing it all.
This cycle continues with different gains for all,
Amplified and attenuated to different levels,
Tuning our frequency at multiple stages of LIFE .

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Growing Conscious



Growing Conscious

I hold myself tight,
To let not a drop out.
Frozen in me,
Are my zeal.
I grew conscious to all things around,
With fear, critic and wound
Made by this world.
I wound myself with a voice,
Carrying no sound.
I didn’t know the smallest move of mine,
Can generate hundreds of perceptions and interpretation,
With no intention of mine.
Making me far from myself,
My mind occupied by thousand things,
But none of mine.
Feeling of deprive and hopelessness,
Hovering around my fence.
Making me wind closer,
To reduce its circumference and dense.
Where I dreamt of my own castle
Of passion and interest,
Now only the remains of sand in my fist.
To commute in this community,
I need to compete.
Life has become a fleet,
Time is just sliding under my feet,
Even before I figured out to stand straight.


The fastest thing is not light,
But our plight.
Even before we see it clearly, we are in it.
Before I even realize and prepare
It is the part of my past.
Where am I running this fast,
Where is my destiny?
Figuring it out,
I am growing conscious,
About my past, present and future.
And my existence........ in present,
Has become a caricature.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

My wonder lady

My wonder lady

You are like her today,
On hearing this, I feel on skies
I grew admiring you,
The way you look, the way you work.
I wondered,
How you knew what I feel,
At my wink.
My wonder lady.
In whatever state you are,
You smile for me,
Making me up walking.
For a small wound,
I bring down the earth,
Where, you held the pain at my birth,
Oh my wonder lady.
You are my source and my sink,
My thought and ink.
You taught me all, that I am today
Showed me the world,
Lifted me at every stage,
Grew in me the courage,
To outrage the limits,
To make history in every page.
My wonder lady,
I wish to be like you one day. 

Monday, August 4, 2014

On his hands

On his hands









Hope I was a kid forever
On my dad’s hand.
Who would get me everything I want,
Making me laugh, showing the growing teeth.
Hope I was a kid forever.
Away from world’s mess
Where nothing could hurt or make me cry.
Happily enjoying under his shelter,
None other than me, for him matters.
Walking and running around his legs,
I wonder how tall he is !
Hope I was a kid forever.
Making him do what I want,
From ploughing to building house,
He runs behind me,
Never says no and stands beside me.
Planting and watering the plants,
I enjoyed it grow.
Hope I was a kid forever.
I was the ruler of all,
The little princess forever in his arms.
My joy was limitless,
When I see things from his shoulder,
Happily touring for hours.
Hope I was a kid forever.
Hearing and admiring his stories,
For all I know, he planted thoughts in my mind, Listening to them,
I slowly close my eyes.
He made me smile even when I was asleep.

Hope I was a kid forever in his hands.