Category: Philosophy

Deluge

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Sacred dreams
Lost ruins and mysterious paths
The woman in veil
Walks graciously…
Tumbling down the green valley
I fall to her feet
And meet the eyes
I see everyday…
Scare shreds confidence etching
Scars in the subconscious;
Unknown scares
A deluge of thoughts I face…

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Bonding

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mother and child
A reprint copy of Raja Ravi Varma’s painting “Krishna in the Lap of Mother Yashoda”

Stood below a banyan tree in the vicinity

On a cloudy night where lightning flickered

I envisaged the lighting across the street

Adorned to welcome the festival of light

And the wail of the newborn shrilled the air.

The roots set to bond deep

Through tap roots and prop roots

Offering to nourish and nurture

Nature leads and instincts act

And a mother is born.

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One More Time

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flying

Hold me, one more time

For I knew not where I sail

“Catching the wind gently”

For I knew not where I fly

“Carrying a sense of liberty”

For I knew not the wings

“Blending in the scene perfectly”

Belong to me not in the infinite

Beyond mere existence I lie

Laying my ground calmly

For I knew not the strength

The hold of renewed trust;

Séance of an afternoon reminds.

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A Little…

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pileA pile of books fell,

       Not because it was organised disorderly;

“A little more” of my expectation

From the rack I brought recently,

But could not sustain a day longer, broke.

Re-living the circumstance presently

“A little space” in my expectation

From existence to purpose lingered seemingly

A pile of me fell off existentialism.

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