How now a letter I strive to write! A story of the dazed flying kite Ravaged indeed blinded in dark night Into day abundant with pure light Penned with secret note weather despite Reverent in cause, hurdles inspite, In this wild verse with grace it did fight Yonder it rises with all its might Above…
Her words spoken in cheerful tone Love feels like the music of trance Her steps taken in amor’s zone Love feels like the set rhythm of dance. Her lively moves so seductive Love feels like an unending dream Her pretty smile so inductive Love feels like eden’s fragrant stream. Her hug as she beside you…
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caṃdramā manaso jātaścakṣoḥ sūryo ajāyata ।Moon from Mind was born and from Eyes Sun born. Cosmos as boundless grace Cosmos as time and space, Cosmos as a webbed lace, Cosmos, a gameplay place, Cosmos’ with dark loved face Cosmos does all embrace! Sun, born from Cosmos’ eyes, Sun, throne of honoured wise, Sun burns all…
Once such rare a lotus was born In the dirt of a sacred pond Waiting clear sky on clouded morn To bloom and with Bumblebee bond. But dark clouds played their assigned part Stalling wish of the lotus bud When would this but be a new start? The bud awaited, stalked in mud. But, Time,…
Soulful poetry of love, romance, Life experiments in blissful trance And sage’s wisdom lost in translation – This poet hides in composition. Shared are life lessons in steadiness In pursuit of a life free of stress – Sans indulgences of joy and grief – Like a water drop on lotus leaf. Read more about the…
If you have remarks, queries, O’ friend, do convey all here, If to share you have stories, This poet then waits to hear! Think not we are strangers still For these poems, when are read, The verses shall loop your will Through a lucent secret thread. Then subtle thoughts that you feel Shall mix in…
If you like the dance of words wild O’ friend, do come again for more, And probe lines this poet has styled Of tales retold and unheard lore Of partings without goodbyes bade And adventures in mystic lands Of strange meetings in roadside shade And ballads sung with nomad bands. To bury secrets in subtext…
Part I The wood burns with dazzling light Showing the path that darkness hides, Enriching ages with foresight – With selflessness the beacon guides. But the mortal eyes cannot see The wood does not thus just ignite Rather kindled by a spark free For wood has fire hidden inside. For the fire burns what desire…
The vigour in the calmness And vastness in the limit The clear message of silence And brute strength under the sweet The words said with lips unmoved And music from sound unstruck The dance moves that still feet grooved And stares unmet that love struck The resilience that faith brings And assurance that hope gives…
