No one need audit me

I have done that over and over

but too wide is my territory

the picture gets no clearer

You feel sad today?

millions might be sadder

let your heart then say:

'I am luckier'

There's much more to life than knowledge
sometimes I stretch out my hand the sun to catch

The sun shines upon

both the rich and the poor

it distributes its light evenly

the former doesn't receive more

You were on the threshold of the Door of Understanding
which was about to open unto you
but It sensed you still had doubt due to your earthiness
and could not allow you to enter into its Inner Sanctum

I am just

an ordinary person

don't define me

as part of a 'system'

Cottage so humble
surrounded by lush flowers
richer than castles

At the end

      where would I stand?

Don't tell them

they wouldn't believe

lest you end up

in utter grief

It's a telling sign

when with myself I grow weary

it's time to move away

lest I end in misery

You will still see me then

if you remain a loyal friend

When all in the  crowd

rushes in one direction

on another route

I focus my attention

I am still not ready for beauty

until I have cleansed myself of impurity

I will wait

             the time is not yet

             longer will I wait

             it's still not the shadow of sunset-



             upon patience my eyes are set

             who's to say it's too late?

              the scheme of things I will not upset

              I will wait before I can hope to celebrate

An artist has first

to be a dreamer

if he's too much in the sun

masterpieces he cannot deliver

Life is either

that or this

plan or hope whatever

much would you still miss

I'm not scared of being wrong

   myself I would never condemn

   unscathed and unbroken

   I will soldier along

I like innocent mischief

        it offers so much daily relief

        of numb reason I take leave

        taking things too seriously is endless grief

I am at best

              only an experiment

               life is my laboratory

               I've to labour until the end

One is best tested in being rejected

              than in being admired or accepted

Every day is an abstraction
it springs to life because of my engagement

Black, white, yellow

does it matter?

this motto we should follow-

each is a brother or sister

Good night
we'll meet again
as the first break of light
shines through our window-pane

Autumn, season of deep longing

as summer has its farewell bidden

hearts are tuned to rejoicing and loving

affections should no longer be hidden--



O my beloved, wake from thy slumbering

lest our moments be time-stolen

every falling leaf is a tear of mine in flowing

of undying love in each poem it has spoken.

Please don't give me

a whole cake

only a slice do I need

the hungry should have the largest take

There were times when I was at odds with myself-
I was cured by taking a long walk in the unknown faraway
countryside, setting myself and all my thinking aside.

Nature in her silence spoke to me---in some
unknown language, yet my soul could translate that into what I
could understand. It was as though I was in a suspended state:
I felt ethereal, light as though my entire being is like a feather
drifting higher and higher to the firmament from the ground I stood
on.
I felt blissful without knowing how or why.
I was momentarily no longer myself.

The moments were brief but I felt a deep sense of liberation,
calmness and tranquillity and came to realise that, out there,
there was a Dimension that was infinitely larger than my little
self and that, if I were to be silent, humble and able to set myself
aside, it would direct me to a Path beyond the pale of this
earthly life.

My self has changed forever henceforth.

People don't know me

    I can be dreadfully lazy

    it's a state that makes me happy

    do I have to be busy?

I know when

to step down

or walk away

I don't need your frown

My own voice

I'll follow

never will be

another's echo

Long-suffering bridge

witness of past centuries

stories unwritten

Yawn of autumn dawn

gentle light on slender trees

grass sways in breezes

I am still part of yesterday

it insists:  I am here to stay!

They are the happiest

       in retrospect

       as life they accept

       never do they expect

I love so I might live

without love, life would be endless grief

it's what I was born for---not an 'if'

love, love, love--that's what I must give

The louder the 'I'

the more you would attract

a malign eye

I cut my words

     by 75 percent

     such clarity

     I obtain

We are not reason

but mood

which decides

whether we feel bad or good

Hidden mountain-lake

sings of changes of seasons

heard only by trees

Join my smile--

life will love to see you

for a longer while

There's no charge-

thinking is free

but aim not at quantity

but quality

I'll not evaluate myself

that will be biased---totally--

what others think means nothing

I'll still be no more than just me

I am not stubborn

      it's that my view is different

All that I am

is enough for me

in my nakedness

you see my totality-



love I can't chase

it might or not find me

I won't weep nor feel pity

I'll accept that which must be

The ecstasy drew me

to a world beyond space and time

what glory and what beauty

nothing could be more sublime-



I've been there---eternity-

and back to earth I've come

words can't portray the mystery

ah, music, the richest and purest balm!

What's good

what's bad?

no clear line

but they never match

He who hesitates

is not lost

all angles he explores

he excels over most

Don't visit those places

where you are likely to be rejected

this requires insight the utmost

you would escape being badly scathed

Sadness----fear not

     every life is affected

     shut it never from your thought

     it has to be borne and confronted

The poet's words drift in the wind and land in waiting hearts

There's much relief

when I don't blindly believe