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amrutha Mar 2014
Let your thoughts flow
like a river out of your pen
Don't care if it rhymes
Just make sure you lie within them
Weave them into one fine poem
Again, neither edit nor condemn
Frame it and you will be having
A masterpiece in the end.
amrutha Mar 2014
Cry when you want to
But never hurt yourself
Lie when you need to
But never to yourself.
Get high when you want to
But remember where you came from
Deny when you need to
But not to a better self.
Smile when you want to
You rule your kingdom yourself
Care for them when you need to
But never at the cost of your own self.
Love people when you want to
But never forget to love yourself
Soar in love when you need to
But never expect it back for yourself.
You are a Jewel.
amrutha Mar 2014
Lost in the darkness, you slowly float by
Your heart feels like the hollowness of the black hole's eye
You hate it down there, I can see why
Those creatures are cunning, supernatural and sly
Lost in the moment, do you see that light?
Just move on, I see you want to stop by
Asteroid, Nebula, Pole Star, Meteorite
Now you see none of them and you wonder why
This is celestial bliss, you human spy
This is universal, no international flight
Down there on Earth, you snuggle during darkness
Once you're here, you marry the night
No walls to hit hard, spare your fists and lies
Just endless memories of vacuum
This pure, yet this high
In the end, your stuffed up suit catches your eye
You want to scream, throw it off and fly
The darkness—you mistake it with death
You realize you miss the cloudy blue sky
But seriously, hold on to me
And within me, discover new life.
amrutha Mar 2014
Like a God, you smiled at me
A warm one, a humble one
Turning my heart inside out
Little did I know that the next moment
My grievances would vanish,
That I would smile along
"Will everything be fine?"
I whispered looking into your eyes
"Everything is fine, dear", you said
And like a God, you blessed me with a smile.
amrutha Mar 2014
Old days
Rusted dreams
The sound of those times
I need to feel your touch
Best friend, I miss you already
Your lovely eyes
Smiling into mine
I can't take care of myself
Like you can.
amrutha Mar 2014
Weaving my fairy tales
Discovering your thoughts
Making your thoughts my visionaries
Tickling the touch-me-not.
Listening to your stories
Smiling at the confusion of your art
Uncovering your glory
I take time, I won't depart.
Playing with your fingers
My reminiscent laughter
Your fragrance around me it lingers
Like yesterday and hereafter.
Your dreams, I see they shine
Let me enter your royal dungeons, my castle
My passion, within you I completely lie
Your beauty runs beneath your skin
stuffed up in your heart.
Singing to you my goodnight lullaby
Waking you up with a cup of cold coffee
You are a part of my passion
I study your mind
You render my heart
You are the biggest mystery yet
Through the words which my pen carve
You fearlessly impart.
amrutha Feb 2014
Indian Legends.

The Legend of Triambakeshwar
The supreme Lords, Brahma and Vishnu
On that auspicious day were fighting for the highest milestone
For honour
Claiming Wisdom
Voicing out their mighty combat impale
At that very moment, a resplendant pillar
Emerged, took form before them
Standing tall into the skies and stooping low spearing the Earth.
Brahma and Vishnu saw the pillar
As an examiner of infinite Wisdom
They both decided to find either end of the pillar
to prove their supreme position.
Brahma took form of a swan
to find the topmost portion of the pillar
Vishnu turns into a Boar, being the land's wild driller
to discover the bottom part of this pillar.
Brahma returns and lies to Vishnu
"I Have Found My Goal, 'O Vishnu"
Lord Vishnu surrenders with a humble heart
A fruitless effortless failure.
This pillar is no ordinary pillar
The Legend holds it as the sacred Linga
The Lord of Lords, the destroyer of Evil
The three-eyed one, the blue-throated one
Neelakanta,Shiva,Mrida,Rudra
Dayakara,Hara,Mahes­hwara
The Lord with 1008 titles of honour
Ageless, timeless, formless,
Limitless.
Shiva cursed Brahma that day dusk
"Your foul deceit smells above this land, Brahmadev
Punishment is a part of crime.
You shall never be worshipped under the stone-carved.
Temples shan't have place for you"

Brahma, enraged, growled upon the Lord
"Your greatness shall be pushed into this Earth
Into the same pillar, the Linga!
At the foot of Sahyradri, your abode lies
from now,
till forever comes."


Dear Fearless Devotee, know this that you must
On the dark midnight of this hand-chosen day
Maha Shivratri
The Holy Linga takes form as the Lingodbhav Moorti
At the blessed land of Triambakeshwara.
From underneath the Earth,
Like a descendant from the skies
The ruler of the seven worlds
Bhu, Bhuvas, Svar, Mahas, Janas, Tapas, Satya
The invincible source of destruction
Of the Seven Hells, Paatala
*Atala, Vitala, Sutala, Rasaataala, Talatala, Mahaatala,
The Patala.
काममय एवायं पुरुष इति।
स यथाकामो भवति तत्क्रतुर्भवति।
यत्क्रतुर्भवति तत्कर्म कुरुते।
यत्कर्म कुरुते तदभिसंपद्यते॥

Holy Shivratri, 2014.
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