Holi and More.....

 

Everyday Holi

I gaze at my thoughts

And I wonder

The shades and colors

In which I play

Daily

Its holi -the festival of colors everyday for me

 

Vision

I see through the frosted glass

Of my myopic vision

And I only see the stationery bus parked

On the street nonchalantly

I don’t see the vast expanse of the busy road

That is lying still in the heart of the night

Only to wake to the hustle and bustle of the busy morn

 

Flow

The loss and fear

The hope and trust

All part of the game

To live and die

To win and lose

To go with the everyday flow

 

Stumbling

I stumbled upon my thoughts

My dark thoughts

The inner recesses of the mind

Still covered in sooth

Of the embers burning from the past

The sooth is well entrenched

Only the gush of purity

From the tears and toil

Will wipe away this sooth forever

 

Feelings

The twitching of  feelings

In the mind’s eye

The gush of uncontrollable emotions

Intense and somber

Like the twitching of the eye

Can happen anytime

The flood is overwhelming

Sending a pain in the heart

Numbness in the mind

Stiffness in the body

And causing death of  the soul

 

  

Crowd

The crowd of thoughts

The crazy feelings

The mechanical actions

Devoid of the natural sounds and senses

The buzz of the vehicles

The clamour of voices

Like a thoughtless babble

All adding to the crowd outside

And crowd in the mind

 

 

 

 

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Parts of Me

 

A Part of Me

A part of me breaks daily

To be mended again

Some parts remain that way

To be mended some other day

Or perhaps stay like that forever

This breaking and mending journey is endless

As old as time and life itself

You could make it  a piece of art or a fine mess

 

Horizons

The futility of efforts

When the circle of toil

Seems endless

The sudden splurge of activities

The grime , the sweat and dirt

And no horizon on sight anywhere

The game between the attainable horizon and the shifting sands of time

Continue

Till the grime and toil meet with these very sands

And create a beautiful pearl

Or the perfect sunrise on the horizon

So toil you must though worry and fret

May be your inconstant companions

 

 

Life Battle

The intense soul searching

The positive shift

The draining out of all weeds and unwanted thoughts

Does take a toll

On the mind , body , soul

But continue you must

Even as the clarion call for the life battle is on

To breathe , smile and have some fun

In between the quivers and cannons

 

Change

Perspectives change

As situations change

With the ticking of Time

Fortunes , success and meaning

All acquire different hues

Where the newness merges with the old

The old becomes new

And Time just ticks away quietly

Dream Poems

 

Dream

It’s a dream

That falls

As you sleep

Like a tear drop

Very casual and unplanned

Hints at the possibilities

That were and could be!!

 

On Life

The casual fling

That is life

Or the lingering romance

With life

That is life

The ups and downs

The highs and lows

All indicating that the relationship

Whether it is fleeting or permanent

Is what you decide

Is still on

Marching ahead

 

 

To leave the old behind

Bundled with memories

Sweet and sour

Some bitter

And some easily forgettable

To leave all this behind

And travel ahead

Much lighter and fresher

To take the day as it comes

Even when the plan is there

To walk with a sprightly feeling

With a song on the lips

And a lightness in the heart

As the heavy baggage of the past is all left behind

Immersed in the quicksands of history

 

The threads that bind

And the threads that entangle

Look so similar

That one is entangled forever

In the mind

To separate the wheat from the chaff

 

Charcoals are diamonds in waiting

The heat the grime

The cold and the mire

All go to ensure

The mighty change

As the charcoal transforms itself

Meeting ....

 

Meeting

A meeting with self

And was surprised to meet the person

That was waiting to meet me

Since ages I guess

 

Reflect

Deep reflection

In still water

Gave a clear picture

Of what was hidden behind the face

 

Sedative

The numbness of feeling

Of thought

Like a sedative working

On mind ,body, soul

Life itself is that sedative

Blowing a big hole

Thwarting life

At times though

 

Pandemic Poems

 

A war inside

A war outside

The thousand implosions

And explosions

That are part of life

Even as life goes on

With the daily breathing , eating

And all mundane tasks that we call life

Or is it a strife

 

 

The Pandemics

It is a pandemic for the time being

Huge in size

And on the rise

But for the  unfought and unseen daily pandemics

The pandemic of being inhuman under the guise of being human

The pandemic of deceit, inequality and hurt

The pandemic of opportunism and bigotry

Of divides and barriers

Of a dying humanity dying due to multiple pandemics at the same time

The earth in its spinning it seems has lost it balance and rhyme

 

Some Random Poems ....

Corporate World

Mostly the corporate honchos die unsung .

 In The long flights and fights . 

The rug pulling and nitpicking , the clamour for power

 even as the powers to be change like the changing season . 

The race towards the chair probably made you unfit . 

But you ran leaving aside friends family and interests .

 Racing with foes and friends  .

 Taking pride in every stride . 

At the end with broken knees and an even broken spirit 

Did reach the chair which didn't look so great up and close . 

Distant hills look green as they say

Soul power 

Sometimes the body gives up .it is battered bruised and torn . 

can't bear .

The mind loses it strength. 

Due to wear and tear . 

But it is the spirit that drives .

That fuels life . 

Allows the body to get up  and rise . 

Gives power to the mind . 

Perhaps makes it more wise . 

It's the inner strength the soul power that gives life a new turn.

When you thought everything arrived at a stand still .

Where the mind body fail and fall .

Soul power rises and takes a call ..

A desire to get up an unparalleled will . 

Comes from the recesses of your soul .

Teaches you self help and to reach your lost goal

Trust

 Trust in self before you trust others 

 have faith in the inner drive And compass . 

That drives the daily life . 

This trust takes you above the routine strife and gives power to the soul . 

The struggle seems easy . 

Even as you reach your goal  . 

Trust builds self and with that a new self is born .

The play between the shore and the waves since eternity is on

 Re look reality
 To re-examine life .
To look at the same reality thru a different lens and angle .
This will indeed disentangle .
A lot of truths hidden in the mess .
What seemed like a lost cause .
It was any body’s guess .
Now seems to be a win in progress .
God bless 

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