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Pain

There is no pain, no tears, no blood I would shed For I see you, a heartening cry rends the air I walk on, not looking at you, for I know You will talk to me, not now, not ever I move like a swan, asking you to watch me You look away, you do not care I glide to another world, you shed no tears, you just watch I am now just a Light, shining for you, when you cannot see I smile, bereft, without a voice I cannot say to you, I love you Yet you know, you have felt it, in your inner voice You move away from me, walking into a solitary horizon of painted blood In canvases that paint no desire, no tears, no joys Only a love that could not culminate, because there was a line drawn You could not tell me you loved me, for fear that it would be over I understood your pain, I walked onto another world, leaving you without me I left you longing for me, where you cannot see me, hear me, talk to me Yet we touched, over realms invisible, with veils dropping, just a voice of uns

The beloved is what we seek

It just happened one night One fragmented piece of green glass Reaches into the quagmire of my wandering soul I, the dervish woman, seeking love Am whirling in own web of cosmic unions Hoping that this time, it is He Yet I know it is not The beauty is, the pain I gasp everyday in the pain I have felt Over time, this is a familiar ache that my soul needs Walking on a timeless warp, I break, into million shattered souls My soul now wanders once more into bereft sands of non-relative time The Sun starts paling, the twilight hour sets in I gaze at the yonder, wondering, is this He I know not, it is not the one Yet the pain, the familiar pain is there to keep We walk on a rainy horizon, him and me He clasps my hand, not letting me go. I draw away, I cannot I cannot do so, I cannot be here My tears fall, rapidly so He knows, he wipes them away It is a solitary time once more My dusty rose lies, morose on a fragrant bed I weep, tears of joy, sadness, bliss
Not one tear did she shed. She was fed up being taken for granted. Finally the chords snapped when her friend Shaila decided to be very nasty to her, over a very trivial matter. Nonita decided to cut off from everyone. It took 3 weeks for her to come to a decision. She had decided to heal her life once and for all. She was packing her bags. It was 2 in the afternoon. Mummy had gone with Rahul to school. his boards were getting over, perfect op to pack up. Mummy would never know. Noni was scheduled to be on the 4pm train to Chandigarh, to be with her entor, Hari. Hari was a 32 year old wisdom consultant, in short, a guru. Hari helped people get over their obstacles. Noni was being helped by him. Noni was a bright 23 year old, with all promise for a great future. Only hitch being, her folks did not permit her to work. Noni came from an affluent family, though typically narrow minded. Mummy would wear western clothes to be in with the jain-ses.....yet at home she was very docile wit

A blood

He had no idea. This was a terrifying moment for him. His body shook with fear. He had seen acute madness for the very first time. She rose from her bed, swathed with what seemed like blood. There was no fragrance, no smell, nothing. Her eyes were glassy, staring ahead. Her long hair was a black sheath of shine, with no adornments. She had a blank expression, of nothingnes. It was a very windy day. The skies seemed to know, there was an ominous feel to this day. Rashi was a clairvoyant. She had occult powers. She knew. What she did not know was this, he was sleeping with her best friend, Mandira, every night. He would cover his game with a white visual mental shield, and then a purple one so that her powers would not pierce through his dark nights. Every night, he and Mandy would meet in their friend Akshay's pg digs, make out and leave. This would be at a time when Rashi was in deep prayer, when her ability to pierce through images, realities etc, would be at an all ti

Mystic Star

As his eyes move like the wind He pierces the very air with his captive gaze A man made only for love, with a pure heart that few can fathom He walks tall, with the grace of a divine God As he carries his wanton being into the yonder The living beings gasp in delight For they have yet to see one so beautiful, so very clean With the aura of a King, the benevolence of a Blessed One We seek the material pleasures, whilst he seeks only divine grace How did such a Being come about, a soul that has waited for centuries to come here? I hear his pain, deeply so, I cry for him, because I know I cannot say what I feel for him, for he has touched my heart the way no one could I rest easy because I know now there is one who is very dear to me I know he knows I care, my very dear soul mate We part with joy, there is no sorrow where we are We are two young souls, re-united Who is this Being, whose soul I cannot touch? For I will never actually know his depth, for I know not He came alone, t

A manifest

Time is but a manifest Of things seen unseen I walk a solitary wind On the wheel of time Gaze at me o lovely one As I shed tears of pain and joy When I gaze at the yonder It is you that I see Entrapped are you in my love Against the silver shackles of time I fly, gazing at the Sun Spreading my wings to the solitary one Burning, searing in heat am I You watch me spinning a dance of death Yet it is only a realm I am crossing Stretching my silvery hand to you Come join me in the heavens above For this is where we are destined to be One.....

A manifest

Time is but a manifest Of things seen unseen I walk a solitary wind On the wheel of time Gaze at me o lovely one As I shed tears of pain and joy When I gaze at the yonder It is you that I see Entrapped are you in my love Against the silver shackles of time I fly, gazing at the Sun Spreading my wings to the solitary one Burning, searing in heat am I You watch me spinning a dance of death Yet it is only a realm I am crossing Stretching my silvery hand to you Come join me in the heavens above For this is where we are destined to be One.....

She

She sang alone, a song of acute silence Standing on the edge of a mist Singing to none, hearing only the voices of love lost She clasps her aching heart A wound, gaping it is Of many loves lost, many won Yet nothing is what she desired Of life and it's very being Contented was she in a world above With only a loving heart She stole many hearts, with just a smile Yet no one saw or felt those tears Or did wipe them away, with just a tender kiss Alone she stood in a misty forest With only a Light filtering above Rising slowly, she weeps It is time, to leave Waving goodbye to them all, leaves she In a realm we cannot see or feel Lies here a dusty rose, of promises yet to be seen, of a smile so unrequited, of a love yet to be seen....

Crossing Over

It's time I leave forever There are no roads that lead any where. I dream a solitary dream, with awakening moments of being with the chosen one. He comes to me, in love, as a star With promise only of things sweet I leave him entrapped in my love For that is the way it must be We walk on eternal time Together in love He gazes ahead With me following just behind We cross over to realms only we can see There is no time, no road, no wind now It's only the illusion we so did see We merge, forever together It is but a solitary dream I awaken, being with the chosen one I dream, I weave He knows, thee