Love can wait long enough
But we may not be there
Let us love till eternity
In our soul, forever
It shall remain kindled
Showing us the path
Toward the enchanted garden
Love blooms in all seasons
Aroma lingers
Wafting through the senses
Let’s hold love’s hand
And travel to this land
We can stay there, forever
Let us not forget to love, ever

When an illusion becomes a reality
The whole idea of existence is shrouded
In the mysterious clues we are given
Unearthed from the remains ancient
Many hypotheses which float around
Mystic lands which once existed
So many exposed to the light of day
Many more still cradled within the layers
Many interpretations, ancient chronicles
Dates back to time immemorial
Many sources and many more tales
The soul of the scripts lost long ago
None will come to know the real sentiments
Mired in the deepest secrets of yesteryear
Historians’ favorite child, philosophers guide
We can only come up with our understanding
Spend a lifetime deciphering between the lines
Many centuries of hidden anecdotes
We can only reconstruct what we decipher
We may not be close to the real meaning
The custodians have whisked away the heart
And soul of the entire episodes
Leaving us between the vagueness
Papyrus holds the words, without the meanings
Not sure of the real feelings and emotions
Maybe a rendezvous with the chroniclers
If we can travel back in time
And enter the ethereal world of these histories
Can reveal the truth and exact sentiments
Till that time, we have to live with our inferences
Maybe we are way off the mark
In a different trajectory, away from the core
An illusion we may have created form our cognizance

Imagined dialogues
Occurs in the mind
A rendezvous with self
Many do not see light
Revolves within
The corridors of mind
Heart privy to them
They do not find words
In silence they come alive
Mind as the host
Imaginary dialogues
So many conclusions
And many more clamors
None settles down
Some may find a way out
Others will be left
To their fate

At the edge of this world
Where the boundaries end
There is only tranquility
And stillness that surrounds  
No one around but you
With your inner voice
Which is audible now
It’s time to meditate
With the chants of nature
Beyond time
Only eternity

Words become immortal
Wrapped in the poet’s feelings
Magic spell of the beautiful soul
Weaves a mesmerizing aura
Fleeting moments of brilliance
Leaves everyone enchanted
Intricate display of inner beauty
A glimpse of the immortal world

If you
drop an
interesting idea
in calm water
it will
create deeper and
wider ripples

So many imprints
Left behind by memories
Idle moments
Urges us to walk back
Down the path, almost faded
Time has not yet
Obliterated the territories
Inhabited, at different times in past
Now, barely manages to hold
Over time, will be completely erased
But, for now slide down, unwillingly
Revisiting the memories
Some happy and others heart wrenching
Insipid and sepia moments
Memories that the mind won’t let go
Sometimes they become a vortex
And you are siphoned off
To a known, yet now, fading events

In an instant
An instance
Can change
the world
from its
present form
and a
sea of change
can deluge
the existence
to what was
Tide turns
to a catastrophe
washing away
the memories
to a distant land
much nearer
to the
horizon
weakened soul
waiting for
the sunkissed
moment
and wait
for an instance
in life
to look at
the brighter side

Incorrigible heart
Believes only in love
Eternal flame that burns
Aglow with anticipation
Love shall redeem
The eternal belief
Heart is always right
Mistaken so many times
Heart does not relent
Incorrigible heart

There are many emotions
Remain inexplicably hidden
Words cannot describe
Search for the right words
Only leads to tangled mind
Caught in the web of vagueness
In the labyrinth of ceaseless struggle
Emotions, silently remain there
Buried in the heaps of vulnerability

We are attracted to our desires
Whereas, we surrender to true Love

Some madness
Helps alleviate
Mind’s burden
From everyday
Travesty
Of the harsh
Illusions of happiness
Insanity
Emboldens the heart
With alacrity
And therein lies
The truth
In the core
Of chaos
Misjudged as
Randomness

Let your mind settle down
Eliminate the noises and distractions
Listen carefully to the voice within
Deluged in the cacophony for long
Awaken the soul from deep slumber

The woods have become denser
Where roots have gone deeper
Lost between the intricate mesh
Of the branches and that hold
Embracing each other in a synergy
Here the lost soul is looking for a way
To navigate between the labyrinth
Ideas and thoughts are not porous
Ground realities have become grim
Recoiled are the roots deep within
Looking to move away from the lacunae
As the woods come closer and grasp
This soul has no answer to the questions
Pertinent doubts are raised
No looking away from the harsh world
Feeling crushed between two realities
A hallucinatory phase feels so real
Nothing but prisoners we are
Caught between the woods of reality
Souls filtered us through travails
Here are the sediments seeping
Deep into the ground, where roots reclaim