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 

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 .                                               

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

Life...

 

Life

Questions are but life.

Hidden in them are many a time the answers

And then there are answers that are far away from the questions

 This conundrum continues questions and answers

 Once you find answers the questions emerge.

Oh it’s just an everyday strife.

It is the solution seeker who finally gets fewer questions in this exam called life

 

Winning ???

 

Win

Death won

In strife with life

Life fought

Fought hard

And succumbed  to cold cruel death

All the dreams , desires and aspirations

Burned in the pyre of despair, hopelessness and loss

Turns and twists

The strange vicissitudes of fortune and life

The weird twists and turns to a straight road

And in some time you get used to the contorted turns too

The journey of pain and love

Of  some effort and lots of  apathy

All these ingredients make this contorted path

Where the natural flow is obstructed

By the wrong turns and arrives at a dead end of no return

But is there an end ever !!

 

Flame

The flame that burned once fiercely

Has exhausted itself

Of all the drive and zeal to burn

Nothing left but some burnt embers

Of a flame trying to burn brightly

 

On leaving early

The journey of the body

Is actually the journey of the soul

And it is the soul that has to tolerate the body

And its demands

Sometimes the excess demand

Breaks the soul

And it departs the body abruptly

 

Changing…

 

Changing…

We are all imprisoned by time

But we create our own prisons here

And  seem to be having the key too

So when do we all break free

 

Absurd fate

Driven by grandfather Time

Since eternity

The tick tock movement continues

 

The captured bird

Too yearns for freedom that Nature offers

But born in captivity

Even that freedom is alien for us urban dwellers

 

Time moves on

So does the situation

And even life

Then why should you be stuck up when everything is moving

 

Day changes into night & vice versa

So why fret when things will change

Efforts and patience is the

Key to making this change your friend !!