Reminiscent

Death, you seek me
a veil over my memory
blissfully unaware of I.

Kill, why, oh so slowly!
Look around familiar faces
and I don't know who or why

Live, with fun and dignity
Hope that your  victory too shall be
Surprise, the kiss, shall take my breath away.

Love, all my beloveds, smile always I shall pray
Reminiscent of me you shall find, everywhere
As He shall take Me away




The writer had lost his mother Meera Chandawarkar to Dementia on 16.11.2016.
A woman of great energy, intellect and compassion.
A great cook and willing to satiate the hunger of all who would visit her.
Rest In Peace

Time Pass

Yeh Waqt ki guzarish thi, ke,
Tere Deewanepan ko de anjaam.
Par Time pass koi mujhse sikhe.



(This, Time request for
Your Madness/Frenzy to be evaluated and resolved.
But please learn the art of wasting Time from me.)



Inspired by the poetry form - Triveni by Gulzarsaab
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triveni_(poetry)

Favoured Path (Raha Gujar)

Mere rahgujar mein, zamaane se
kayeee makaam aate hai.
kuch taaze obituaries aaj padhe honge ?

( in my favoured path, through eon/time
i have many stations/stops/merits/demerits
have you read of the latest obituaries ?)


Inspired by the poetry form - Triveni by Gulzarsaab
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triveni_(poetry)

Something Like that... ( kuch iss tarah)

Subhah ka Suraj,  neend se uthaa kar,
kaam karwa ne pe karta hai majboor
Mere Jigar ki sharaarat ... aur Lahoo ki majboori


(As the sun awakens the people to work
hustle bustle like army ants
Heart pumps the blood in my body.)


Inspired by the poetry form - Triveni by Gulzarsaab
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triveni_(poetry)

The Stage (Rang Manch)

" Chal Raha hoon befikri mein, kuch iss tarah se
dhaage se baand duniya ghubaaraa, kuch iss tarah se
Kathputhli ka ehsaas, abhi...............kuch iss taraah se."


(I walk with gay abandon, with an unknown yet resolute reason
tied the world like a balloon, for an unknown yet resolute reason
Realise  and be aware of the puppet you are, in this unknown yet resolute reason.)

Evolution

craze maze experiences
wide eyed references
shutter speed slo mo advances
right to evolve, holy compliances
become, a need in the circumstances
yesterday, today, tomorrow no incidences
unique, no compromises, resonances
Be,  a promise transcendences.

Matter

a subject in substance, Being
of neither mind or spirit, being
a traveller, with or without a reason
..........forever

Significant in relationship, wound
words, it spells in letters of emotions
Listen to the heart, with or without a reason
..........forever

Now, stand in trial, Being of words
Duality shall persist, Yin Yang know not
the frame of time, to be, encapsulated
..........forever

171015

Cuddled in bed
with my Favourite Pillow
Today, my sleep... had... left me

awake, since,  I lie
for the Reason to lullaby,
wish all, was just another dream !

sparring in this perpetual Life Ring
I tire myself to win........
but how,  this shadow boxing

I now wait for The calm
and The ray of hope
a smile to emerge again

Tears, Anxiety, Distress, Distrust.....Burn
Peace with the Raavan
Bring in our Heavan......My Pillow

Not Alone

ether ethereal energy
soul soulful in a being
feel feeling body
love lovely bloom

word worldly meaning
jest gesture smile
relay relation you and me
memory memoir forever

Free .....Stress

Rubbing the palm to the forehead,
Merging  Destiny written
feeling liberated.... momentarily
Next is  ......  who cares!!!!!

Wonder I

The first time is a Mistake.
The second time is an Intent.
The third time is a Sin.

What is Sin?  breaking of the divine law set by one with the Intent
What is Intent? a purpose, to not commit a Mistake
What is a Mistake ? a Tendency of a Human action for the first time.

.................What is First Time?
Who is to tell...........and What

Tell All

My life is an open book
come, read as I travel, writing

All but one chapter, at a time read
believe you know me then.

In that moment, expanse of duration
Only known to me, .......you express

Time traveller, all are we
Stop. Get off. As you like

My story, your story... I smile
End inevitable.....to begin a new chapter

My Life is an open book.....
Untold to tell All

Order, Disorder and Organisation

Sitting under the tree of knowledge,
With rays of Hope filtering through,
The chill of Indecisiveness persists
Images forms,
real unreal
Cut in the frame of limit and light
To collect and treasure
the shattered pieces
from Obscurity....

Perspective

To realise,
a point begotten creation.
Act after act,
A line , A curve
form a square, circle.
A point changes,
Dimension....adds in the Act.
play change.........Perspective forms

Cosmic Dance

For eternity,
Time has performed,
the cosmic dance.
Tide over tide,
Of Joy and Sadness
But
The Atom has to live on
in it's dual act

My Moon - oyster moon

see the glistening pearl, Oh, so pretty
with the black of the hair and the gentle breeze
My Moon My Moon, close to my heart

Looking for me?

pick any leaf of my life book
reading the matter in amazement
I am the Villain

Long time

winding path of the letters of the english alphabets, writing
missed for a long time, lost somewhere in only thinking
want and need, to write something of substance and awe
have not let thoughts come in, and disallowed the words to thaw
juggling and bouncing and hoping to form.
in the playground where the child's play is the norm
letting the crystals of the vision, projected on the paper screen
ink flowing, and the fingers and pen dancing for 33 posts have been.
the outcome know not, but in happiness the smile on my face
I shall end this rain of words, the melee within the trace
will keep writing, my thoughts, words and deed
hope you shall be there to appreciate.....for a long time indeed

Growing ....years ....only

One day, I shall grow up
and then, I shall wonder
do I really need to grow up

Candy Floss

High speed and high temperature, spinning
Apparent web forming, white fluff on a stick twining
lacking in worth and substance,....perhaps.
Sweetness, happiness, love galore,.... enlightened,.....  candy floss

My Moon - My Moon

Remember the Moon,
white and bright and full of romance
in my younger days.
Now, oxidised and tainted,
I saw it on a early dull winter morning.
I wish to see it fresh and bright and how
Wipe the tint of the smog created
and you shall see my Moon again

Remember the Moon,
white and bright and full of romance
in my younger days.
Now lying low somewhere within the clouds
Hide and seek within the blacks, it shies away.
Wait for the cool and fresh winds of change
to cast away the puffs,
and you shall see my Moon again

Remember the Moon,
white and bright and full of romance
in my younger days.
In the nights that seem to be Dark
and the stars mere decoration,
The Moon had been my beacon, the rays the secure cloak
Once again shall play my ace of hearts
and you shall see my Moon again.

My Moon shall tell my fairy tale
through The Waning and The Waxing of Time.
The Day shall be my punctuation, but The night my solace
The Tears and The Smiles of Time shall regale, all
who shall want to listen
and then,
Remember the Moon,white and bright and full of romance
in my younger days.

My Moon - Unfurling

Crumpled paper of a Night,
 I open....and remove the crease
I unfurl My moon..to my delight

My Moon - The Page

Flick through the pages of the night...one at a time
Looking ......I find on the 15th,
My moon ...to my delight

My friends

Emerge....happy like the bubbles of the surf,
riding the wave of lifetime, reaching the shore,
burst in glee, my friends and me......merge again

A Step in Time

The granules of corrupted silica, crackle and compress
With the warmth of the step...go ahead
Leave a footprint...on the sands of Time

Fragrant Thoughts

Like a flower, irrespective
a sense of sweet smell, in anticipation,
my thoughts shall too, with fragrance fill my universe.

Free and Forgiven

I cut myself from you, my dear.
The umbilical chord of guilt and fear
disconnected.
Grow in the vastness and fullness
pick on the opportunities beckoning.
Let the freedom be yours.

I let myself float away, my friend unbecoming
Ripple to you distance me
You in yourself, feed upon actions
appropriate or otherwise.
I clear my chaos
and forgive