Just A Statement

I will not ask your permission

If I like to say how much you mean to me

There may come a day, where even

taking a breath at the same time and space

as you walked may be a precious thing

May be one moment you may be shining

with the stars as the shining shimmering

dust may carry us both elsewhere.

Tonight, we are here, on earth, living.

Thank you, mother earth!

Ridges and Crests

Yesterday I was full of emotions

With the thoughts of old acquaintances

Just couldn’t take anymore than most

Asking Him why must I always Trust?

Memories as old as several lifetimes

Flowing like river Mississippi in floods

Neither Harvey not Katrina

Could compare with the turmoil

I may have slithered in my memories lost

Like the rivers’ flood gates were opened for crest

His thoughts and remembrances crawling into

My flowing thoughts, a history as if

Flowing out of palms, right in front of the eyes!

No not sadness, nor is that joyous,

Bursting into flames of memories

Long buried, it seems as if yesterday

Although I deem it’s not any holiday

I reminisce day or night, not knowing

It is a lifetime may be a quarter century

Or nearly a spree, sinking into myself

Counting, ready, one, two and three

River Nile to Jordan, and beyond Mississippi

My thoughts flow as if it is all the way Ganges..

Oh river Brazos, my sister and my ethos

You know me perfectly, how I yearn to see yo

Every micro particle of sand under my feet

Walking across the river bed or on the sea shore

Stars looking down as I lay down sleeping

Staring at your shimmering shining sparkling galore

Oh lovely maiden of sleeplessness and brilliance

Sharing the stories of your splendor

You keep me smiling,, living and staying

Even as I miss Him, my knight in shining armor

Here comes the delight, when I saw a message

On one of the platform, caused by a glitch

It was a surprise, to see that he thought

Of me or my presence, even if fleeting

My memories, gasped in disbelief and joy

But I dare not wish him, it does not appear wiser

Or sane thing to get back in the narrow path

Binding us into blissful sorrows, it is only nice

To say I am sorry, was that a hacker, sharing

A hugging pair in a chain of valentine’s wishing

Neither him nor I were rude to break the silence

We oathed to keep, unspoken and unsung

Millennia may pass, and lives may come and go

But we stand for our solitude to keep the life going

Silently the Mississippi River goes on rolling

These stories are just some playful ideas of someone

Higher and superior to all living beings

As the world keeps moving and dreams keep shattering

Only to realize, this is the way of the Param Atman Aum...

Aham

I Am

A traveler I am.

 Like the Sun in the East

Going towards West, a seeker I am

Village I came from has a Church, Mosque and Temple.

Back then, we celebrated eid, X-Mas and Makar-Sankranth

With same fervor, zeal and enthusiasm celebrating love!

Celebrating humanity and sharing happiness, praying the Lord above!

Above all, we all prayed, shared and stood for one and all who is Him,

In unison, we pray to the one and only who always says, I Am

Forever. “I Am”

The Eternal Song

What a pity it is, that, some songs

Are left unsung and unheard

These songs, now so rare

Some were sweet, some bitter

A mother's melodious voice

Singing a sweet lullaby as can be

Childhood sprouting from

The sleep of peaceful dreams

With the playful games,

Bringing joy and happiness

I remember hearing songs

Patriotic and inspiring

Energizing one with a spirit

Of action, performing duty

Making one reach goals

Loving the scenes from

Mountains to rivers,

Waterfalls to lakes

Songs turning obstacles

To move the mountains,

And reach every summit

I heard songs full of energy

To touch the skies and stars above

Life took turns and going in cycles

People changed, values degraded

Rules bent without passion

Yes, there was a song 

With one point to prove,

Victory of good with a Celestial song.

Still, hoping that the unfinished song

Keeps on going, on and on.

 

Don't Feign Care, When You Don't!

Some songs unsung, unheard

Do stay on as if they are eternal

If there is something remaining

Gone are the bonds …

                 Of even that last thread

Sand castles, go hide and seek,

Catch me are not just games from childhood

You are preparing to see the dreams

Over and over again being created and destroyed,

just as the world is recreated so many times

You pretend to pour love

Measuring moments spent

In pennies and quarters, dimes and dollars

You measure families, as though commodities

You have reached a wrong door

Pray you find your path back.

Back where we all have arrived,

From that eternal home

Where Mother Goddess raises

All the folks with love not poison

With care not jealousy or horror

Seek Her, the Mother, of all

The most generous kind and loving

Ever nurturing mother earth,

care her so she can protect you, not pretend!

What Remains To Tell

Everything else passes through time

Art alone remains to tell that story

Nothing remains except dust or slime

Everything else passes through time

Justice served for a crime in its prime

Bringing them down from fame and glory

Everything else passes through time

Art alone remains to tell that story

Time To Wake Up, Krishna!

Jai SriKrishna, wake up, its morning!

Look! Its time, the birds are cooing

Why, even the bees are up, and buzzing

Jai SriKrishna, wake up, its morning!

Humanity is lost in darkness pervading

Larks are flying, the cows are mooing 

Jai SriKrishna, wake up, its morning!

Look! Its time, the birds are cooing