The Ganga is different to different folks. For some a spirit. The life force. For some livelihood. For some source of reflection. For some just a flow It’s a multi faceted gem. Flowing since eternity into eternity
Wednesday, February 15, 2023
Like..
Like ashes in the wind. Like a flickering lamp in a storm Like a firefly Juggling between peace and strife. Transient Life The journey of the permanent soul. To the after life With what was the mind body soul rife Sum of the parts of the past It could be a whimper or a blast That is the equation of life. With all passion and zeal. To make it a wholesome deal
Friday, February 3, 2023
Thoughts
A million seeds are thrown And sometimes sown. On ground that’s fertile And may be even arid at times. Yet some buds blossom. And some just vanish. Such are thoughts that come and go in a busy mind Some flourish and some just vanish .
Wednesday, February 1, 2023
On losing and finding ...
Sunshine..
You spread the light of love and compassion
In every act and
thought freely with no brake or ration
Giving more taking less
Even as you charted your own unique path
And at times for being so unique even invited my wrath
With a quest for self realisation and learning at every
breath you took
Spreading cheer everywhere itself for you was the hook
As you climb a different summit today
Memories do flood slowly like the glint of a sun ray
Through a small opening in my heart and mind
As I reflect and unwind
Though I may miss you now
I know you are cheering me all the while
And I do reciprocate that with total purity and no guile
Our love today is limitless and not bound
Only regret remains that I missed realising your warmth and
cheer and the unique You when you were still around
(on losing someone and gaining them in fond memories)
On Life and after Life…
On Life and after Life…
Like ashes in the wind.
Like a flickering
lamp in a storm
Like a firefly
Juggling between peace and strife .
Transient Life
The journey of the permanent soul.
To the after life With
what was the mind body soul rife
Sum of the parts of the past
It could be a whimper or a blast
That is the equation
of life.
With all passion and zeal.
To make it a wholesome deal
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