When waves come crashing at my feet,I stand stillWhen incessant rains pour over my head,I stand stillWhen winds uproot trees off my ground,I stand stillWhen volcanoes erupt from mountains near,I stand stillWhen fire devours all things in my path,I stand stillWhen time takes away minutes and hours,I stand stillNothing can alter my indomitable will,For I… Continue reading I stand still
That which often felt fulfilled,yearns for itself in repeated pursuits,recoiling to its full strength,causing anguish to its master,who once thought it worthwhile his time.How many times must a suffering last,for a desire to be called wasteful,and end itself before the master quits.Oh what a waste of life, this burden;glorified as inherent intelligence,a fanciful creation of… Continue reading Desires
Oh look! the earth is healing;It smiles in green and blueThere's none of that long bleeding,and the planet is happy, its trueWas it us comrades? Do think;While we are in hiding now,Nature sprang out in a blinkAnimals out on the streets,And birds chirping with tweetsThe winds took a smooth flight,While clouds dressed up in whiteFlower… Continue reading Oh look! The earth is healing
Brilliant as self, the moon tries to shine; yet solely outward
Heed mine words O weary traveller; step not in the direction of the oasis, for no fountain, but a mirage awaits Journeys path might it reverse thus; wandering evermore shalt thou remain, and remain in pursuit of an illusive lair Sudden thirst starts forming within; drifting then into an infinite chasm, lose one shalt this… Continue reading Heed mine words O weary traveller
Music made to flung from the depths of my soul, where formed symphonies, blending emotions a whole, melting into oneness my life, until now that lay strewn, blown, overflown from a bowl Voicing compulsion, you burst in, imploring to create melodies from vacuum, like diamonds from coal I wrung, swung, slung myself first pushing, further… Continue reading Music of my soul
Whats in a name my lord ? As long as its you Krishna, Everything is the same to me. They may call you Kris or Khwaja What difference does it make, when its you who answers my call In your divine presence I forget time and space, As i surrender myself to you Whats in… Continue reading What is in a name ?
Celestial being that art thou, ineffable yet existent, emptiness finds expression in thou A peacock feather glance, ripe with desires burning flames of emotions Heaviness of the breath flowing, seeming perpetual, propelled by passions Tender slices of moisty moments, waiting to engulf, erasing space, ceasing time Heavenly angels of highest bliss, soothing my entire self… Continue reading Manifestation
Sometimes i wish i could repay with my money and presents Sometimes i wish i could repay with my love and presence People walked into my life in moments of despair and need People helped me in times of my flimsy anger and greed Some carried me message of hope Rest brought me a bundle… Continue reading I wish to repay
I am, but each passing moment, in varied schemes of existence Spirit in me sprouts as an emotion, ceases as experience, a mere notion I am the flow of time, an endless flow, conquering ordeals as I grow Clowns try in vain, to dwell in my past, and some, who fear my distant cast I… Continue reading I am
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