Journey of life

There i was going
in a small boat...
singing and dancing
going years back in time
to my childhood
where there was no pain
no anxiety, no feigning
and easy aims

the sound of water,
the sound of the birds,
the sound of the leaves
made the mind, the fastest one
to listen, to enjoy
the greatest symphony
i have ever heard

The small boat was swinging
when large ones passed
reminding the vulnerability
the very attribute of life..
the vast expanse of the lake
and the distant blinking haze lights
which reminded me of
the meaningless aims I follow

it was The journey
the journey of the life...

The symphony of love

In my beautiful morning dream
You flutter like a butterfly
On the land, in the air,
On the flower, on the grass
You soar with your cute wings…
Oh! My love you have trapped me…

I found myself missing
In the haze memories…
Of the rare moments with you
When you bestowed your accolade,
Your consolation and your admonition
In a tenacious tone

Without even me knowing
You came to my life like a Spa
Healing the stubborn wounds
Of my conscience
Shedding light on the labyrinth
Of my eclipsed mind
With a magical touch ….
Taking me to a new dimension of life

Oh! Thee bless me with the courage to open my heart, before her
Whose rhythm echoes the symphony of love

The Soldier

Taking the stroke on his body
chanting the anthem in the heart
stood there the undeterred soldier
the potent warrior

serving the wounded motherland
forgetting the beckoning home
crouching with the weapon in hand
gazing at the filthy endless terrain

with arduous to determine emotions
attributed to animosity and determination
without a speck of delusion about the destiny
and the kindling vengeance,
the emotional enemy of the mankind

still holding onto his mute prayers
not for the home but homeland
crawling on the ground
but soaring in his thoughts

O! thee protect him, my motherland
the mankind and the world
here is my prayer, my soul,
my heartfelt benign wishes
for I have only these to bestow,
as I know the rest worldly things
becomes meaningless before you.

To my parting friend

Like the wave from the sea
like the light from the sun
like the chirp from the bird
like the soul from the body
you part from me...
leaving me in melancholy
following the fate
with a soft gesture
without any complaint
with a childish heart
o! my friend, I wish
you were here with me
but against it I think
I wish you soar...
In your dreams and deeds
for I can't say, I want to say
my heart sings without fail
powerful than any words
listen to it, you will hear
whatever I want to say
whatever you want to hear
'coz it is the mind which moulds it...

A Visit to the Orphanage

Awakened by that scream
startled by that laugh
Amazed by that equanimity
asphyxiated by that maze...

I was inhaling heavily
on that bright sunny day
at the shrine of the orphanage
as one little girl ran to me
talking in some alien language
wanting to sit on my lap
the innocence, the lack of inhibition
and the mighty vision of equality
took the breath off from my soul
The song that she sang
got right into the intricacies of my mind
washing off a bit of mud
with all its unleashed power...

the stories from the aged,
the sharp pitched tone
but well controlled by the experience
pierced the barrier of language
carving in my brain cells...
as an unforgettable lesson.

Having all near and dear
but not having anyone near
they reminded me of the
very uncertainty of life...

The enraged old man who was denied
of the needed attention
the most needed thing
lest food and shelter
attracted my attention by dusk
for no one can be blamed
'coz it is the human way
the way we think as we pass
through the dawn and dusk of life...

And i wonder what we do...
to the shivering hands stretching
from the dark dungeons of the street
as we feign to live a busy life....