O human, so alive you are,


you cried just a moment ago,

and now so bright you are.

Be careful, for you might erupt again

and in that disbelief you might fail again,

and be forced to see as you are.

Like the wind that tosses a few leaves,

colors it with some of the soil that it's own,

and so your soul is colored

even if you might not know.

In you lies the sinner, in you lies the saint

you dont have to choose one,

it wont make you sane.

Know yourself a bit again,

and in silence you will know,

it is not the world you seek,

and that,

the whole world is you alone.

Make peace with your beautiful soul,

for you dont reside in heaven and hell alone.

the forces of society and the cart of your intution come at war.

Silently you suffer the turbulences,

and in silence you rejoice the acheivements.

May peace be unto you man

and one day,

when we have both traveled far enough,

and having reached home for the night,

little streams of tranquility will flow,

we shall share a bit of our heart to each other

and celebrate the cause of freedom you and I seek.

Do you smell the fire?
It got up
Rose like a monster
Yet I rejoice
For the fire of freedom I forced
Creeped into the soul
Hovers around the heavens below
Fluttering it’s wings
On the sea above
A tailed shower uptorn
With scents of hues and wooing summer strife
Courage gathered
In beauteous time
Smelling limes
In unfolded mines
Of deep love
Gathered in a cave
Of spirit gleamed
Unmoved spine
Of smooth serpent
Thornless miles
Settled in crystal lakes
And shrines
Sweeped of glimmering tides
Swift ang bright
Shining light
In laughing cries
Befell lies
Vanished in roses
Petals stormed
To moon and sun
Flickering
Streams so tenderly light
Blow brooks
So volatile
Of joy that bursts
In this heart of mine.

Dreams
Reason overpowered
By streams of desire for freedom
Drowns the screams
Of reality.
Thats where you rest in sleep
And why you fled in a little boat
Made of madness
Startling thoughts speed your way
Into the mountainous cave
Under the meeting oceans.

Shouting to the deaf wind
You strangle
The virtuous vocation
Of living
In fearful war.
Impatient wandering
Near the shore that
Never seems to end.
In your rest
Sings the nightangle over your head
Sweet memories of unborn love
And in the temple of creation
you dip in the fountain
for the prayers try to cling
on the watery shade of the never ending ocean.
Maze of life
Mutes tearless eyes
Along the shadow of despair.
Drinking nectar from the hollow of ocean
Of want
And the need for a graceful glimpse of
Springs.

Wrapped in life
Like preys clinged by vultures
That fly very high.
Dreaming of joyful captivity
Of hungry heart
Masked by songs of anarchy.
Through the lamp is hardly seen
The land awakened in my dreams of reality.

Into the new day
when it was neither sunlight nor darkness
as it then moved
towards
the brightness of a new day
I realised that i was a leaf in this huge world of trees
as the freshness attacked the wind
and the waves of darkness broke
infront of the supreme sunlight
I twitched a bit
as the water from the heavens
lightened the skies
I had grown
and woken up
from terrible dreams
relating to distant lands
and now in this world
as a new born kid
I had to face
the brush
of all kinds of sands
I still slept
under the protective shade of my mother
and huge seas of emotions
erupted from my heart
as I seized
and creased
my boundaries
of limitless love
for my mother
the treacherous
and unfriendly
breeze
of means
from everywhere
ignored my cries
and I slide
now
in these directionless
lanes
of bountiful pains
as the birds move across the sky
i flied
and cried
for help
but cant remember how I dealt with it all
when soul disturbed and perturbed
I shivered
but my fervour for freedom scaled new heights
and the bee of my mind took the flight
as the wings of time disallowed my journey.
I have long cried for mother
I have become old
but not so bold
to slay
these monsters
demons
in the form of uncertainity
and profanity
of my weakness
born from the fear of the world
this day
I feel
my mother is calling me back
finally
the flood gates of love
will be reopened
and I will
sleep
in the lap
of heaven
and eternity

I flew a kite
Which escaped in the sky
Out of sight
Grazing on the insurgent wind
Feeding on hope
Standing still
It watched the music played sprinting in
Reckless dreams
Sealed in azure aura
Oozes out the scent from clouds
The mesh of sounds
Sprinkling on the ground
I have lost my kite
Cannot fight
The natures might
Which has kept my kiteThat doesn’t fly.

journeys started on celestial chariots
songs strung when the soul fueled by the will of the gods
of showers that roll in the mind
For the ultimate odyssey
For the liberation of the soul
Flies the human liberty to fight
And change
And regain what was missed
But lived
As the final flight is taken
For uninterrupted plunge
Into the sea of love
And salvation that talks to the soul
And nature dwindles all desires
And peace blooms
In the land of silence
Where showers of frivolity
Spring fountains of friendship
And ultimate loyalty.
Home of truth speaks
To the lover
Of all
vibrations of god’s song,our creator
stars deep lakes of energy,silent oceans
crushing tides,the snowy mountains on the adorable saplings
of weepings of joy.
Stems of space and time
Dissolve
When the silence found in the noise
Speaks and opens the gates of the eternal.
Nothing will be more beautiful
Thn entering his garden of freedom and prosperity
The place where all is one
Where there is no distinction,no seperation,no conflict
Running into light majestic
I will become homebound.
Take my acceptance,my mother,for I want to fight no more
No greater joy I seek than the rest on the love I receive from you
No more questions i seek
No desires for answers i cling on
Speak to me,o mother,the secret of unending bliss
Gift me grace
Charm me with the nectar of glorious light
Unfathomable miseries I have suffered
And unknown diseases have covered me long
In the form of hatred for my fellow brothers,your own sons
In form of desires to grasp more what does not exist
I travelled far away from home
And now my feet are hurt
And my heart tired
Dont ignore the cries of your child
That longs for your love
On your patience have I survived
The trance of maya
And your heavenly songs
Have stirred the soul
Awed by the goldhued purity of your pure being
Tangled in prowness of suffering
Demons have rained dangerous lies on me
And I beg you to be on your boat
To cross all deaths
And live once again
On your land of immoratality.

Am I the sun
Draped in white cloth
I seep through memories
I creep the sleep
those deep in night
Are lighted by sight
The desert storm runs through me
The ocean mariner swims in me
I mar the echo of darkness in games played
Under the sun
Marigolds and sunflowers feed on me
Hie the sound of horizons
Rising on the mountains
Friend of the hen
Kin of the pen
That writes the story of the morning
Dining on ebullience
I stare at my home
Befriend me
For I shall live long with you
For your rise
I shall rise with you
For the bond I have signed
held by light
That was never mine.