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Friday, August 31, 2012

Rain soaked sunbeam ~~~

The soft, orange, dusky sun,
touches me with grace...
It lights up the shadows,
across my worn out face.

I close my eyes,
just feeling the gleam...
the orange blessing,
from the horizon rim.

Aura of gold, just filtering through
the tinted fleecy cloud...
falling on earth, with a shimmery hue
not so shiny, not so loud.

Heat turns to warmth,
from yellow to pink...
summoning the eve,
to get merged in sync.

Should chase my dream
which i used to think...
In a sudden whim, I just, 
let it go in a blink.

Dreams are to dream,
dreams are to feel...
not to drag it down,
in real life reel.

Should be treasured with care,
in the corner of my mind...
Whenever I want, whenever I wish,
it's only for me to find.

Soft sun, golden earth,
seems different, seems a new realm...
Finally I've got, my very own
rain soaked golden sunbeam.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Oh God !!!

Take my hand,
guide me through the path of life...

From the darkness,
take me to the purity and light.

From the maze,
help me to find the way out...

From my heart,
remove all the pain and doubt.

Put me on a blindfold and hold me,
enlightening my inner sight,
Oh God! lead me, lead me to you,
to the truth and to the right.

From the mirage,
from the illusion of world...

Clutches of earthy sentiments,
which always makes me fall.

Take me away,
away from delusions of mind...

Just hold me please
destroying all the binds.

I submit myself,with blind trust,
I am submitting myself to you...

Just be with me God, just be with me
I can't be without you.

Earthy body, earthy mind,
from them just make me free...
Oh God! take my soul, draw me in you
forever, for eternity !!!

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The lost path...

Staring up at the night sky,
trying to trace the way,
 which used to be my light...

I see the stars, I see the moon,
seems like just 
the passers by !!!

Seems known, yet so unknown
full of delusions,
full of lies...

Trying to find the path 
which just used to be
my soul, my inner sight!!!

Seems like it's gone, seems it's lost
seems got buried
deep inside...

The path of mine,
I used to own
the sole sanctuary, used to be mine!!!

The path of truth,
enlightening the earth
light up the entire, vast black sky...

So pure, with its soft glow,
 used to soothe down
my aching heart and tormented mind!!!

Need to be free, once again,
need to regain
my old sight...

Leaving behind, all earthy illusions
all the smiles, all the joys
all painful cries !!!

I let my soul, be free again,
I let my mind
to fly high...

to get merged with the essence
n' finding once again,
my true self, a truer life!!!

Through the galaxy, once again
I'll fly
like a free bird...

As a single soul, as a free spirit
with a pure and
with a golden heart !!!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Love is freedom, love is the most powerful emotion, love is blessing... Love appeals differently to different mind, love is interpreted uniquely by every soul. But to me love is just love, so unpredictable yet so simple... so full of emotions yet so pure... To me love is always putting that person's desires, dreams, emotions, beliefs, principles, priorities and every thought forward... So if that person thinks love is freedom, so be it. If that person thinks love is unbound, so be it and if that person wants to go away forever, so be it...

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Alternate UnIvErSe...

Not every wish comes true. Not every desire is fulfilled. Not every dream comes alive. That’s when they turn into illusions, beautiful illusions. When dream hits the reality, sometimes it gets merge with it, and sometimes just gets lost. But what if each and every desire of one’s life got shattered whenever it collides with reality or whenever it gets out of the mind of the dreamer? Well, then the person is called a true dreamer, who knows how to dream but never knows how to live.  Well, then again life itself the biggest illusion. Is it not? Who knows, whatever we are seeing, hearing, smelling are the actual truth or not? Dreams, wishes and desires are just an alternate universe which one’s mind creates. Another universe that is different than the regular one, the so called real one. A very unique one that is full of so called unrealistic illusions. But the true soul of this kind of universe is devoid of any kind of harm to others. It never ever stores tears, despair and sadness for others. It never hurts other. 

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Blabbing At eve...

Sometimes, life can be a bit stressful. But sometimes stress is also kind of welcoming. It sounds strange, but is true in a sense. Being stressed out after having a really busy day with loads of work and tension regarding work sometimes can be considered as pure blessing. It definitely helps to ignore the deep and inner mental turmoil of mind, complexities of different traumatic thoughts, tormenting previous experience etc. So a stressful day is welcome in many regards. Sometimes free time becomes like a pure curse that it tends to drive a person mad. So stress is not so bad all the time. The situation like feeling “I have no time” is such a saver of mind and soul. 

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Whispering at night...

Sometimes the things one feel, the emotions one feel should just stay inside. Once got out, it loses its value, loses its impact. Once, it is fed to some foreign ears, it makes the sharer vulnerable or a desperate seeker of sympathy. So the deepest emotion should stay into the inner layer of mind, carefully wrapped up with the mask of happiness. Sharing just becomes a deliberate act to make a fool of yourself, when done with the wrong kind of mind. And it is difficult, extremely difficult, to find the right kind of mind, who has the ability, desire and last but not the least patience to understand the inner turmoil. So it seems logical to put all those sensitive feelings and delicate emotions in a box and save those from the whole outer world, because it is better to be suppressed than feeling being humiliated. Smart thing to do I think. Well, it will trouble the mind, it will bring some “tossing and turning” during the night sleep but at least, it won’t bring the shame or humiliation.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

I Wish...

When you were in pain
  feeling like nothing to regain,
when you cried out loud,
   in sheer agony, but in vain...

I wish , I could be there,
   I wish that I could stay,
I wish to be your shelter then,
   and taking it all away...

When you got lost,
   got lost in a dark maze,
with nothing but mist around,
   heavy silence, with dark and haze...

I wish, I could be the path,
   to show you the right way,
I wish, I could be the light,
    pushing all the darkness away...

When you bleed your heart out
   and when you shed tears,
when you just show your pain,
and then, letting out your fear...

I wish, I could care more
   and soothe up all the pain,
I wish, I could wipe the tears,
   until no sorrow remains...

When you say, you're a wound,
   you just want to disappear,
when you feel nothing is left,
   and got immersed in despair...

I wish, I could be the hope
   making you dream again,
I wish, I could be your one,
   to show you a lot remains...

When you just smile
   and sometimes you just grin,
the way your face lit up,
   if you know what I mean...

I wish, I could capture the smile,
  and place it in your heart forever,
I wish, I could be with you
   every time & everywhere !!!     

Sunday, May 20, 2012


Piercing dense gray cloud,
    the pure soft golden hue...
resting on the tip of green grass,
    the fresh, crystal droplets of morning dew.

Aroma of brown earth, got blended with 
   salty scent of deep blue sea...
rushing to meet the wild green,
   the forest, the woods and the trees.

Everyday, seeing the ways,
   each is unique, so very new...
I just wonder, before I find out,
  it is just, only you!

Stealing the warmth from the ocean,
   up to the mountains, the wind just flees...
showering the hills, with the warmth,
   it melts the snow, with pure glee.

With utter freshness, with the hint of moist,
   and all weariness are just got drained...
With the shadow of cloud, with the stormy wind,
   with the very first drop, of silvery rain.

Every time, the mind is left,
   without a boundary, without a clue...
running to see, who it might be,
   and always I find that it's only you!

The orange dusk, after sundown,
   red's dissolving in the sky blue...
hoary moonlight, serenity of night,
tune of silence, has started to be brewed.

Snowfall or rain, storm or hail,
   sky throws tantrums, in all the ways...
with moon, with stars and with the sun,
   it laughs too, in nights 'n days.

When nothing new, appeals to me,
   longing for old, lost in memories...
I always find, you standing there,
   with a gentle smile, waiting for me!!!


Tuesday, May 15, 2012

At the End...

Sometimes, everything seems meaningless. It seems like a strange emptiness, travelling through the mind & making dark hollows inside us. A road, an empty road, a misty road leading nowhere is lying down in front of the eyes. Darkness seems inviting rather than brightness. Shadow becomes shelter rather than the spotlight. The eyes are just tired of searching; the mind’s gone numb from exhaustion. Stopping then and there with blank mind and immovable limbs, searching is stopped. Calmness has been spread. No longer longing, no longer hunting, no longer searching and no longer waiting… all ruffling of mind has been ceased, all disturbances have been faded , all human urges are being lost, leaving behind a human body and a trapped soul. The soul needs to be freed, freed from the prison of broken limbs. But waiting has to be done till the moment, till the time has come…