Tiny quiverings, cold
hands a realization
I ‘m not my best.
May be we don’t belong
here but there remains
a thin strand of humanity,
a hope small but a hope.
Category: life
Miracle
When you expect others
to be douchebags,
a sudden jolt of
kindness is indeed
a miracle.
FEAR
Pulsating beats,
again a trigger,
although smiling
Inside I know,
It is again out
to get me.
Mr. Fly
Mr. Fly I know you have a story too,
but forgive I’ve some things to pursue.
For once raven nights are no time my
friend to buzz and tell me why?
So Mr. Fly flutter , flap and fly away
go suck the nectar of a flower,
request you to never hover;
mistaking whiff of attar, for a floret.
I can’t tolerate and ignore it anymore.
Reminds of the Nash who spoke the
truth ,“ God in his wisdom made the
fly and then forgot to tell us why.”
Keeping Watch
In the morning
When I began to wake,
It happened again-
That feeling
That you, beloved,
Had stood over me all night
Keeping watch,
That as soon as I begin to stir,
You put lips on my forehead
and lit a holy lamp
inside a heart.
-Hafiz
Silence
Silence a shrine,
where unfolds
myriad tiny miracles;
obscure to that
naked eye.
Whispers of souls are
forever captured in the
turquoise mosaics
of stillness.
A sudden shrill,
the prayer and the
pilgrim dries up.
Intelligence
It is wise to be foolish
at times,
but so foolish to be intelligent
always.
Nature
In all things of nature,
there is something
of the marvelous.
-Aristotle
Crystallization
Your ruby blood in mine,
a pure ecstasy,
melting of skins.
As I sighed, the breath took a curve
and emerged in two,
leaving behind zillion dew drops;
settling at the corners
of my parched mouth.
Crystalizing the moment in time.
Broadway
On the broadway called Life ,
actors were many;
but the spectacle
was missing.
Some kisses were,
hurled but the
warmth was missing.