2020

01/01/2020


It's the dawning
Of ones thoughts
Of ones desires
Of ones actions

So choosing wisely
That along with us
That, what benefits us
Also, uplifts others

At the start of this year
and many more to follow
That our vision be clear
Free of deception and chaos

And in so doing
With the dawning of this day
We venture into the realm
Of patience, peace and prosperity

2021
12/29/2020



2021 is beckoning us to

Shed our rusted armor of invincibility
Know that we have been humbled

Drape the cloak of humility
Lest, again and again we stumble

A ballet
07/13/2019

At the break of dawn, light
nudges her slumbering lover.
The cast of light and shadow,
pirouette onto the earthly stage,
and with every passing moment,
a new poise is shaped in place.

Now, the drama being played out,
that stretches all through to dusk,
the fluid movement of the artists,
mesmerizing objects in their wake.

It starts off with the shadow,
being nudged to life by light,
and the slow movement draws,
two lovers into each other's fold,
so by noon you see only one.

But like all the sad tales, this too,
by the beginning of the dusk,
see the lovers, part ways.
For light by Sun is no more,
and only the lonely shadow,
now covers the earthly stage.

A ballet by Full Moon
07/19/2019

As the dusk has turned to night
The lonely shadow now covers the earthly stage
Dreaming of his lover, the light, by Sun has parted
Reminiscing, of light's fold, through the length of the day

Sad was the lonely shadow
Longing to be with his lover once more
Wanting to hold her, in the passionate heat, as by noon
Pleads with the lords of the heavens for a chance
To hold his love, as she, the light of the Sun, held him

Feeling the sorrow of a lover, and hearing the plea
Moon, full, with all its glory, her daughter sent, to soothe,
The torment of the lamenting lover through the night
Once more, the ballet plays out, on the earthly stage
And just past midnight, the two lovers were one again

The shadow though knew, the light, by full Moon's grace
Played the lovers role, and held him in a cool embrace
And as the hours faded, the Moon too will leave this place
Taking her daughter, before dawn, and the lovers will part ways
As the shadow, dreams into slumbering sleep, on the earthly stage

A Conversation with Self
05/23/2019

....on my way to the Pearly Gates

Any moment now
Tick tock
Boy I'm jumpy
Nervous!
Weird thoughts
rummaging
Should I smile
Stand straight
Rumpled clothes
Should have ironed
Too late
Who cares
I do
Now!

Up elevator or down
If I could have done things differently
You want to go thru these issues now
What a trickster
There's no one else
No one to row the boat -
to take me to the judgement hall
What? No lynching horde to filet my bones
Am I to be the judge and jury as well

Naked are my deeds
Fear has me in its vice

Action
03/29/2016

Every breath I take is action
Every step I take is action
Every thought generated is action
Existence in itself is action

Age not Withstanding
05/18/2022

Her tender years oblivious to lapse of time
Enraptured every sense of my being
Earth shifted, beneath my feet, agonizing,
Aye! Triple times the clock has struck midnight
Her youth
Her exuberance
Drew me back to days of ignorance
Power of reasoning momentarily dissipating

Drawn to maturity, she declared
Boys her age, do not equate
Like an empty chalice she hungered
For age and experience, as only source
I must confess it was not a matter of physicality
As any mirror shall bear witness
For maturity demands sensibility, age not withstanding
Her wit, beyond youth, where relationship must rest

A living scarecrow

05/23/2019

I am here
Where shall I park
Park yourself
In the fields

I find a spot
And tie myself to the cross
(bless me father,
for I sinned...
...cut it out
no hilarity,
this is work)
Early dawn
So glad I got my coat on

I see the sun rising
What an exhilarating scene
Sky exuding
Pastel yellow, orange and blue

Here comes the conspiracy
Or is it murders
I must Google how to
Differentiate between ravens and crows

They perch themselves
Firmly on me
To briefly rest
And steal from the field

This goes on for hours
As they also dutifully
Do their duty
On me

What the hell
With their talons
Digging into
My flesh

They can't tell
I'm real
So they go about
Happily

I'm more scared of them
Rather they of me
Well we all got to
Make do somehow

Today
I was a scarecrow
Who knows, what
Will I be tomorrow

And Satan responds .....
04/11/2019


Without me, there would be no you
I am of you, therefore
I am you

An Ode To...
12/14/2018


Wrinkles hide
Innocence
Youth lived
Loves lost



Age couldn't hide her elegance
Posture accentuated her gracefulness
Softly Spoken, never to repeat her words
Touch so gentle, sensations deeply felt

Whether in simple garment or a gown
Decked in jewels or a strand of pearls
Proficient in many languages for sure
Exuding serenity thru and thru

Indifferent to status and standard
Company sought by both hi and low
Many a friend, and none if any foe
Reminisced by young and old

Moments together, all we needed
Like bashful children to the end
The sly smiles that lit our faces
None of these can ever be lost

We were not meant to be
Her eyes reflected, me to see
She is still holding my hand
As I hold her, in my heart

Apocalypse 2000

04/02/2019


It happened
It was subtle
Bloodless coup

The victim

DEMOCRACY

Apocalypse - World War I
2014



Wasn't this promoted as the "War to end all Wars"

Eager to join, those ignorant souls
Rallied behind the sound of noises, sold
None wanted to miss a chance at fame
Or be called out by their brothers and put to shame
None had experienced the battle cries
Or could conceivably imagine the horrors invented
It became a field for new weapons tried
Their fate, of mass death, was already cemented
Most went to the front line, grossly ill equipped
Believing they'll return soon, as they got shipped
Neither bunker nor trenches were safe harbor to troops amass
Choking, convulsing, fighting to breathe
As they succumbed to the poisonous gases
Lungs crying out, as you hear life's last wheeze
Clambering to climb out of death trap trenches
Only to be ensnared by razor infused barbed wire fences
Then mowed down by bullets thousands per second
From machine guns, another unknown weapon
And what new monster is this item called "tank"
Crushing everything beneath its metal tracks
As all hope of survival drained and sank
Leaving the officers and generals dumb founded in their barracks
And if these were not enough to demoralize the most patriotic spirit
There was that deadly shower that rained down from the flying bird
The only glory lost souls got was a shiny badge of merit
There is no end to this gory tale you must have heard
In trenches, on land and from the sky came the death calling
Over twenty million lost their lives as those innocent bodies kept falling
Those scenes from "Apocalypse World War I, imprinted on my mind
Why intelligence keeps failing, the reason, I cannot find.

A republic, if you can keep it
02/14/2021


A republic, if you can keep it
No truer responsive wit
Giving power of democracy
To individuals, a constitutional gift

Words, laboriously crafted
Differences unfathomable
Multitudes of thoughts drafted
Before goals became achievable

Common aims took precedence
Appeasement, norm of the day
Marrying unholy alliances
Compromise, the ultimate way

Appeasement, compromise,
Essences to achieving final goals
Not born out of convenience  
Necessitating moderate control

In the Now political environment
Extremism infused, herd mentality
Bowing to the presence of Lies
Trampling Truth, devoid of causality

As born.....
06/27/2020

Having being judged, naked

my soul is stripped of its aura
my mind is stripped of its knowledge
my heart is stripped of all desire
my being is stripped of its identity

I journey to Purgatory

A Storm is brewing

12/11/2019



The wind howled across the plains
Challenging the might, of all touched
The blades of grass, soon to be trampled
The quenching of the land, in red, awaited
On its wing, an omen was carried
Victor and vanquished, to be soon tested

The dark clouds, nor grey, no silver lining
Bathed the field in pitch blackness
Soon to relieve its heavy nectar held
With fierce lighting, shaming sun, blinding sight
Deafening thunder, exploding hearts n mind
To wash the land away of crimson red

A Temple is desecrated
07/01/2019


When all other means of care are gone
And WOMAN lays her body bare
A Temple is desecrated

Where knowledge is withheld and suppressed
And MIND bares its ignorance
A Temple is desecrated

Where opioids and syringe are the only urges
And BRAIN is left dysfunctional
A Temple is desecrated

When human actions leave all creatures vulnerable
And EARTH cannot heal itself
A Temple is desecrated

When creation itself is misunderstood
And CREATOR cannot be found
A Temple is desecrated

BEMUSED

06/30/2019



We look at art, and know its creator
We look at creation, and wonder!

The beauty of nature,
caused by the desire to survive
-
the former masking the latter

Black n White
10/26/2019

black on black
white on white
precious thoughts
out of sight

black on white
words or art
brings to light
artists craft




diversity is the spice of life

BLISS

05/24/2019



in death lies the seed of birth,

so as we are cradled in one form,

so shall we be cradled in another.





no reason for dismay,

no cause for anguish

Breath
08/26/2019


They, to whom life is dear,
fight for each n every breath,
They, who wish not to be here,
are destined to breathe every breath.

Could, Would n Should
12/22/2020

Contemplating  on 'could' and 'would'
Ends up wasting the precious moments of 'should'

Deepavali
10/24/2022

Symbolized by the oil lamps,
flames flickering in celebration
Lighting the path, welcoming,
successful return & unification

Let a million lamps light your path,
each amplifying your successes
This day and forever,
Happy Deepavali

Deep Space

12/20/2019



Look up to the Heavens

and the Wings of Imagination

is all one'll needs to soar

Dome of Solitude

03/16/2019

Dorian Gray

06/13/2021



If I could see my portrait change

would I change



as I see my portrait change

did I change



having seen my portrait change

who changed

Drum Beat
03/16/2019

Distant,
it's another land
Someone else's war
Rumblings carried on the wind
Too faint

Far
Not my land
Still someone else's war
Now I can hear the explosions
Interspersing the beat

Near
It's distinct
Still not my war
Amongst a thousand
The sound of a single bullet

Close
Deafening explosions
Cracking, snapping, buzzing
By the millions leaving the muzzles
Whaling, screaming and even the whimpering
But the beat is constant

The beat is constant
The whimpering, the screaming,
The buzzing and the snapping
Those explosions they are
All in my head, and now
It's my inescapable war
And the drum beats
Constantly

Emissary
02/11/2019

Tormenting Mind's vicious demons
Won't allow soothing sounds, or
Outstretched arm to touch its soul
Meanwhile knowing the pain and feeling it
You can't help but reach out, hoping,
Hoping for a sliver of crack in the demons armor.
!
-
?
But, what does one do, when the demon is HIS emissary
Will HE relent, if I don't consent

Emotions
12/05/2021


In silence you exist
In screams, a prerequisite
You are my spirit
By you, I’m conscript

You are my essence
You are my defense
Every fiber of my action
By you, I’m fashioned

Enlightenment
06/25/2019

It was never about Knowledge

Exposed

The words were woven innocently
Yet left the meaning exposed
Such is the mind of a poet
Such is poetry

Fahrenheit
06/23/2020


As the Fahrenheit nears our own
It drives our passions, and takes it along
That the cold forces bodies closer, is known
But that, what's entwined In the heat of passion
Is where willingly, together, the two belong

Festival of Lights
10/27/2019

This auspicious occasion
of Festival of Lights, we
joyously call, Deepavali,
celebrations abound,
lamps lit all around,
I make this plea -

If only for a day,
or just for a meal,
lets uplift the hearts
and lighten the load,
of the less fortunate -

Let's bring new clothes, toys,
Savories and sweets,
for a precious smile of hope,
in those anxious young eyes -

And above all, a little humility,
to those that are blessed, and
I pray, continue with their good fortune -

On this auspicious day, we
so joyously celebrate, as Dewali

Fool I am....
08/01/2019

Fool I am, by age old
Still searching, for *** of gold
Over the horizon, I am told
Directional map, I am sold

Fool I am, by age old
Early morn, my bones are cold
Tools, I can no longer hold
Not in body, only mind is bold

Fool I am, by age old
In damp caves, map I unfold
Inhale pores, of the mold
In bed, after being scold

Fool I ain't, by age old
Imprinted on mind, vein of gold
Back I'll go, when no longer cold
In my hands, riches to hold

FORCES OF CREATION

Structure


Knowledge, wisdom, action - a triad for intelligent existence.

Knowledge - the seed of intelligence
Wisdom - the understanding of knowledge
Action - setting into motion


to continue ......

P.S. in the absence of any, the structure fails.

FORCES OF CREATION

Structure


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Space is an infinite, eternal existence, incalculable and indefinable. It has no boundaries, a void of absolute vacuum, a reflective canvas.


To be continued.......