Lot of people love me
Because

You prove them all wrong
By loving me
In spite of...

If I meant everything to you
why did I feel inadequate...

Sometimes I feel
It is better to stop
investing in people,  
You give them the power
 to hurt you.

Things are a better investment.
It is okay to discard things.
Nowadays people find it easier
to discard people.

That which gives fragrance...

where does the fragrance go
when it rots...

Is my being...

an ecstatic sobriety
or
a sober drunkenness...

I wonder...

Karma is the only
real friend.
No matter how hard you try and outrun it,
it finally catches up.

The same moon never reflected
In the same river...
TWICE.

There is no right and wrong ever.  
Once we realise a truth
it can never be unrealised.
It is.
Colouring it in shades of
right and wrong
doesn’t enhance or diminish it.
In an open mind the truth dawns.
To know something as it is,
may be the realisation
that saints talk about.
Where the difference between
the knower and known ends.
That brief moment of realisation
is all that it is.
When the dissection begins
words are inadequate and inaccurate. However you can never
“unknow” once you know.

Glad I know you
enough
to realize
we are strangers.

I want to be there,

want to matter.

I'm resigning.

Let the letting go
happen,
don’t force it
don’t think of it,
till one day you realise
you were really
holding on to nothing.




This how sitting still becomes meditation and you don’t realise it.

Sometimes,
the most honest
thing to do
is to lie

1** ~   Figure out what you want,
                      learn to ask for it. Nobody
                      can read your mind.

2 ~    Nobody will love you the
                      way you imagined.

3 ~     Life does not come
                       with a reboot option.

4 ~     People are not covered
                       under manufacturer's warranty.

5 ~     Everything comes with a
                       shelf life, including
                       relationships.

6 ~    Nothing is permanent.
                       Nothing comes free.
                       Why pay for temporary
                        illusions.

7 ~      Even if they hate you.
                        At least they tried.

8 ~      You only live once
                         till you die once.

9 ~       Make happiness a
                         compulsion. Don't let
                         sorrow choose you.

10 ~    Sometimes lose everything.
                         You realize your worth.

Stop!!!
Trying to cram life into death.
It is inevitable...

One day
the heart
just froze
and died...

And me
alive but
so dead...

A forgotten conversation arises,
each time I see you.
I run away, afraid,
you will see me,
worse, see through me...

You gaze
Beyond what I dare to reveal.
You know I am broken
You know how to fix me.
You and I
make no sense together.
A lock and a key
never stay together.
Yet useless alone...
       But You,

You always be my lock.
Don't be a candle
that attracts many moths.
Just be the lock
to the key that I am.

In my search for YOU
I want to lose myself...

If it doesn't make
you a nicer person
it's not love.

With some people
there is no quid pro quo.
It’s just love pro quo.

Many masks
Many names,
Misinterpreted
Misunderstood
By choice...

Mask over mask
Bereft of skin
Dare not reveal
What is underneath...

Masquerade
the only way
I dare
I live...

Rawness, nakedness
Unplastered walls.
Debris, wreckage,
where's my mask

Who are you,
who makes me wonder,
who makes me ponder.
Something I never asked before...

**Who am I

When meanings
Become
Meaningless
Life has a
Whole new
Meaning

With you I have stopped
wondering what I am missing.
I know what I am missing.

If you love me,
love me now, not when
I've learned to live without you.

I am tired of being the only one
in this relationship.

With some people
A moment becomes
A lifetime...

With some people
A moment
Not found
In a lifetime...

Time changes
Seasons change
Reasons change
People change...

                       But YOU
are neither my time, season, reason nor person.

      YOU
are that part of me
where I find myself...

Often
I don't let
my demons in.

When
I do
we begin
where we left off
as old friends do.

Talk so much
that nothing makes sense.

Be quiet,
Say nothing,
As nothing
makes sense.

My pen is my heart
which doesn't think of you.
It thinks you dear.

My words are not poems
I write you dear.

My ink flows and I become You...

One day
we will meet.
Nowhere.

Enjoy now...
It's the only way
you can outwit tomorrow.

Regret now...
It's the only way
you can forget tomorrow.

N O W H E R E

to go...

Awaken
witness the dream...

Awaken
witness the waking

Just witness...

Make note of
whatever your heart tells you.
Even if it doesn’t
make sense now.
One day it will

Somewhere, that is
not a 'where' one day
I will find You...

Somehow, without
a 'how' one day
I will know You...

Someplace, that is
not a 'place' one day
I will live with You...

I've dreamed
so many dreams.
Each dream unique.

The same I
woke up each time.

Who is really I,
the one in the many
or the many in one...

I may have missed out on life's little things,
like winning an Oscar, a Grammy.
I sure have gained life's big things,
like being the best in the school play
and singing in the choir.

I never got the Nobel Prize ever,
So I settled for the big prizes instead.
Hugs from my friends and
that look from my crush.

Somehow never desired little things
money could buy - a Birkin or a Ferrari.
But cherished the big things
money could never buy,
the bag mum knit and
the high of riding on dad's shoulders.

I miss those days when games meant,
Hide and Seek, I spy, Blind man's buff, Cops and Robbers.
Games were not downloaded then.

I miss the times when trips meant
camping in the backyard.
Those days days when
the tooth fairy and Santa did visit me.

I would love to have one more day
to live that carefree life again...

A single jasmine
can be my garland
A single grape
can be my vineyard.

You
are all I need.
You
add fragrance,
You
add sweetness
to my being.

You
are my one
in the many
Also
my many in
the one...

If I allow
you to seep
in...

How am I
ever going to
get...

**CLOSURE

Better to be alone with yourself
than with someone else...

We borrowed each other from the universe.
Nothing borrowed is meant to stay forever

They say sincerity pays

Yet

It never paid me a dime.

Porcelain people
Dime a dozen.
Porcelain things expensive and rare. Things loved.
People used.
Even the universe caved.

Absence of light is darkness,
Absence of darkness is light,
Remove all absence
and revel in presence.

DONT
answer the question always.

Question the answers to
KNOW

If the search for God
is a fantasy,
I would rather settle
for a fantasy...

Will I wake up and live
the dream I am dreaming
OR
Will I fall asleep and dream
the dream I am living...

Realise who you are,
then cross the
very fine line between
identification
and involvement.

I look at my reflection
In the mirror.
I smile,
it smiles back.
I frown,
it returns the frown.
It simply imitates.
It is not me,
merely a witness...
Unthinking
Uninvolved
Unaffected
Unknowing

I observe the mind,
a traffic of thoughts.
I get involved
and realize
I am not the thought,
merely a witness...
Indifferent
Insignificant
Inactive
Invisible

A mirror
constantly
in the state
of not knowing.
It only
Reflects
from the
outside...

Pure awareness
constantly
in the state
of knowing.
It reflects
Itself
In
Itself*...

When I set outward
I use the mirror
for an external reflection.
The mirror only shows
what I am willing to reveal.
Neither approval nor disapproval.

When I turn inward
my soul, my real mirror,
it does not see,
it sees through...
My past, present and future.
Nothing to hide
yet no content to discuss.
A mirror that
does not reflect.
A mirror that
is not my reflection
in time and space.
A mirror that is
my pilgrimage
to the Divine...