Sunday, November 8, 2009

Literary Space Diving

And for an instance everything was so vivid,
So meaningful, vibrant with colors….
Eyes closed and I let suchness take over,
The valley is overflowing, a dharma bowel…

Erase the line,
Between the past and future,
It all falls in the same line,
Paralleled together.

I alive ,
With life’s brilliance radiating out like lilies in the puddle,
Butterflies and grasshoppers flying their fighterjets,
Flashing beside me like stars in the night,
Peacefully.

I Land,
In Wonderland
This ever growing bubble, it envelopes me
But I free myself,
Like the bat from the bowtie.
Lizards inviting me, their vibrant colors of orange, yellow, green ….
Glow.

Dissolving in the air,
Melting fingers.
Revolving around the earth,
Like the time when Kumar when around the globe.
Music is my heartbeat,
Floating flowers embroider on my seat.

And I shiver and I shutter,
A snake uncoils out of my spine

Alive in this wide world to be remembered by you
In the Offering of some words, freedom in servitude

All conceivable is possible.

Balanced and Impeccable,
Sulk in the passing of time…. …..

Everything I am,
Karmas bebts,
and Ranubandhanas.





Sunday, September 27, 2009

Cipher

Scars on the hand,the marks of a man
Walking down the road, the rabbit ran.
We had met before, strangers and friends
We shall again, the chase never ends.

UN(+)ed

Swarms of wasps, buzzing like machine
To an alternation of languid and limpidity.
Feed the cow, green with make believe
Heterogenic principles of world peace.

This tinsel town with red doors,
Invites applicant only poker-faced whores.
You, a troller trapped in his own bait,
Forget the fish and feel one’s oat.

Cradle your meadow muffins,
Nourish the stone and let the bugs begin.
Water the wound and rivet the knot.
What you have in your bower is what u sought.

No admission without permission
Reads the denotation on doctors door,
If dimes on floor makes you bend,
All the captives imprisoned are innocent.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Sound of one hand

Silence, of course silence
Silence breathing through veils.
Let your tear drops fall,
Let it wet, the grass is still green.
Remember, my friend
A message you had sent.

The gap that’s between us,
What distance will measure
The time that we hold,
Infinity unfolds.

Distance of all distances,
How far is your nearness.
Does your heart sing,
When the memories it bring
Like the dew drops,
Novelty of the new morning

When you breathe, the butterfly flutters its wings
The ocean raises its tide and moon delights.
How cherished are the moments that we didn’t live,
How precious are those silent words that we didn't speak.

Lilium

Persistence to folly makes wisdom grow,
Sweetness of the fruit depends on sweats of the farmer who sow,
The blood stains on the edge, only sharpens the sword.
Master is a man, who couplets the actions and his word.

Ain’t it lily that floats on the puddle of mud?
And still grin like a queen on a throne.

Brandishing the swords of words,
Evoking the cached- the surreptitious and unknowns.
Reflect me the mirror so that I see it in all angles,
A kaleidoscope of wars and boredoms.

Incite, a moment of truth or vain
Plunge the knife, so that I am alive again
Drown me, so that I learn how to swim
Wake me up, time has come to realize the dream.


Luna-tic

Amidst the speckles of stars,
Waxing to the rise and Waning to the ebb of tide;
Such is the satellite that orbit around the night,
Reflecting all the light, but heart as cold as ice.

Moon, Immaculate thy hone.
If I hear, am I a complacent loon?
I reverie and incite, cut a caper to your wile
Like a Shriveled and Captivated trawler to the argentine.



Shadow Play

Curtains rise;
With sneering eyes and curving brows
The audience anticipates the show.
Clap! Clap!!
The choa-chow melody grow,
But the pendulum of Tao has no steady go.

When comes raven of dawn,
Discard the dream and hide your innocence horn,
Make believe is parent to a countless pretentious sons.
“Grow up son; it’s time to tie your shoe lace,
Let me mould you with a tailored dress”
Who are you? One mirror reflects three-million faces.

Early bird and lazy worms,
Fossils cumulates cunning charms,
Surprise assaults appear without alarms.
Newspapers and coffee tables,
Built on a loaf of bread,
Still smells of their rancid sweat.

Without the light of my mind,
Casting images on the canvas of memories and hopes-
Will there be shadows anymore?
On a moonless night,
There can be no separation
Between the ocean and the shore.

It is:
What the mind wants to see,
One side makes it shrink and the other makes it big.
Mirror reflects unusual,
Geometries of cuts and figures:
Shrouded Strangers.

Incoherent dreams,
Rosetta Signs and symbols.
Ineffable mandalas of asymmetrical proportion.
Monks chasing the rabbit,
Where does Black holes lead?
Where ceases elucidation and duality.

Invisible canvas,
Eight fold the lotus hold
Links of infinite quarks going doodle-dos.
Light the afterglow,
Satellites of twilight, sun and his stows-
Hallelujah, behold the play of shadows.


Cat Scratch

When the strings are loosened and the ships abandoned,
The passenger and the kite see entrants of
Invitation to the space and the succumbing gravitation.
Now at that single instant of flotation,
The throttle is uncontrolled and broken are the moorings of caution,
Would you make another wish to weigh your heart heavy?
Or will you relinquish and glide to your buoyancy?
Sweet flower of passion and fallacious nature,
Mans attachments and appendage is already certified incorrigible.

Raven of Dawn

Even if I not be the raven in the fleet,
Still I flap my wings with every blow of breeze.
Even if not there be army of sailors clamoring my flight,
Still I caw and frisk, an apostrophe for a few sight.

Words are gifts, acuity is but none
I hear not what you mean, but a fallacious intone
Still I unroll at your door, the riddle and rhyme
Forget it or chant like a hymn.

Melody is a captivated nature in time,
I hear heartbeats in the waves of brine.
Seven notes encompasses all images of closed eye,
Experience the hells nigh or heavens high.

Wu Wei

Karmic Bubble,
Cicumnavigation without a centre
Without a aim or an end, no peigonhole
A melody of chaos and order
Waltzing away in thaw and flow

Celestial Jewel,
Emitting and Absorbing
Weaving a contionous tapestry of births and deaths.
Assimilating and yielding,
In an infinite loop of vibrations and voids.

Tesseract




The caterpillar said, "One side will make you grow bigger and the other side will make you grow smaller"
"One side of what? The other side of what?" thought Alice to herself.
"Of the mushroom," said the caterpillar.
Alice looked at the mushroom, trying to make out which were the two sides of it, as it was perfectly round.

- Alice in Wonderland