No
No more
Cant put up
With the same old dominant stuff
A rebel, politically incorrect, stood up
All knowing the consequences
Of subsequent distance
Better alone
Than to be weighed down by the pretentious

Shallow waters still

Pond stork meditates upon

The pink lotus blooms

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The Detractors

Are the Altruists

The Catalysts

Be

The Change






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In the times of mess
Time for a inward journey of quiet and mental rest
Clear the cache and cookies
Power recycle, that’s the best

Why....
When ...
All  things precious are graded.

Then...
Given a chance

Wouldn't
Peace

Be Oxygen To Life
Come through with Flying Colours
Topping the Charts
Be The Opals Diamonds
And 24k Gold.

The cherry hued sky
Iridescent blue bird sings
Lush mulberry bush

Those days science and literature did not mingle
In came life and it said lessons you must learn
Logic, rules and the laws of life
Metaphorically matter
Riddled with emotions
Cradled in the hearth
All together

I have always had an aversion to it
I would blurt out the worst
If you would show me pretence
Of care
Of love
Of togetherness
Of being one
No no don’t do that
I am old now
Enough to understand
Pretence
I won’t blurt out things
I wouldn’t put up to it
My duties fulfilled
There I am done
Now I know
Pretence

One Fine Day
The Mind Resolved
"No more Documenting
The Thoughts"

"Why would it be That...."
Questioned
The Heart

The Mind
Reasoned
" With all that Beating
You always End Up Breaking "

Time A Nova ✨

Stuck

Orbiting

The Black Hole

Of

PROCRASTINATION

Hazy muddy puddles
Glorious smiles brown and clear
Children frolic’n roll

H is combustible
No colour, it owns
O helps combustion
Yet we inhale and breathe in
Together H and O combine  
To make a pure compound
None of us can live without
Individually
Properties they posses
Fiery, to say the least
Together they douse
Put fires under leash

Saving
Lives
Economy
And
The strife

Stream of light, old book

The search ends at the page found

In between the lines
🍂

All the sufferings and  pain
Would one day come to an end

Life will not always be the same
Only  peace would prevail

No thoughts , no sounds in the Mind
Deep silence ..

Waiting for the day to Arise ......

Getting back to the ages where there was No Rush
And
All were at same Pace
No firsts and lasts

Contentment was  The Norm
And rush would be looked Down Upon

Can we ever get back to the time ????

Or was there ever such a Time and Era
where no one competed for The Race
But
All were at same Pace
And
Helping Each Other !!

Deep silence ....
Waiting for the day to Arise.....

The rainbow tune
Old or new, the lyrics
Every nook and corner, we mix
Emotions on display
Love, pain or loads of fun all under the sun
Rains of comfort, calm and peace
Write as you please
The Rainbow remix

How would you know
The words that stand in the corner row
What meaning they held
In their little fists
Until they were asked to show
One by one they follow each other
Make a chain, a festoon, hung low
For all to know and read
Dispersed as seeds
Their different beats
A melody sweet
Across the valley a rainbow greets

Rain’s on a day’s break
Clear blue sky, sun and shade
Warm sunlight shines through the curtains  sheer blue
Last night’s rain bathed the baby leaves, now gurgle with glee, atop the trees
The pigeons tap dance on the window ledge to the soft sighs of the breeze
It's beautiful when the rain’s on a day’s break

Rains call it a day
The droplets have been let down
Streams babble a song

The rains pour a beautiful story
Dark grey to white and clear
Fills rivers streams and oceans blue
Landscapes brown and valley deep
My heart tunes in to the songs of green
Dew drop pink to pristine white
Many colours and mist on the window
Raindrops dripping down the eaves and leaves
Dark grey to white and clear
A beautiful story comes to an end
Giving rise to golden sunshine again

The bond of love The bond of Trust
The festival which truly celebrates
the bond between a brother and a sister (siblings and cousins)

Celebrated in the month of August on a full moon day(purnima)
Known as Rakhi Purnima

Rakhi-The sacred thread ,
which the sister ties on the wrist of her brother .
This festival is known
as Raksha Bandhan

Raksha - means to protect
Bandhan - To be bound (Bond)
Raksha Bandhan - The Bond of Protection
A festival celebrated by Hindus all over the country.

The Celebration
The sister buys a Rakhi for her brother
Prepares or buys sweets for her brother .
On the auspicious morning ,
The brother and sister both deck up in their traditional fineries.

The sister readies a plate full of sweets ,
with a little vermilion soaked in water
along with a few rice grains ,  to be applied as vertical mark (tilak) on the brother's forehead.
Believed to blessings from the lord .
A lit lamp for aarti
and the Rakhi(sacred thread) which she ties on the brother's wrist ,
wishing him the best .

The brother in return promises to look after her and presents her with gifts .


* This is not a poem , more of an account of the festival and the celebration.
With time and distances it is not always possible to bring in the festival together.
However, the sister mails across the Rakhi  to the brother, as I did :)*

Have beautiful memories of this festival from my younger days , celebrated with siblings and cousins alike .

Thank you all for reading !!

Familial the ties siblings we are
Brought up with love care discipline and protection
Values inculcated deep
Respect and love we all each other
Hold it strong in the heart
Hurt we can never bring to each other
Stand together in testing times forever
Raising high the baton of love today
Passing it on to the generation next
To relay it in the timeless tomorrow

A burst of colours
Royal blue and peacock green
Mustard yellow and fuchsia hues
Artistic shapes and patterns fine
Abstract designs
Dexterous the artist
Rangoli on the floor, pure and divine


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The sadness you see
On the walls
Painted in different hues
Unblemished sans the happy shade
It’s not the colour blue
Primarily it never could blend
Faded away
Under layers
The colour of no origin
Unblemished by the happy shade
Leaves a permanent stain
On the walls

I like the way
The mellow January Sun
Shines by the evening in my kitchen

Clarity in mind
Purity in heart
I seek with each passing thought

Revel in the revelation
Of weaknesses and strengths
Peace reigns within

Accumulating experiences
Imbued in the knowledge
That right and wrong coexist

Year after year
New and old
Blend in and grow apart

Lost and found
Forever in time
Rays of hope and sunshine

⭐️

Reading is like
Sitting under
A canopy of trees
Listening to the humming of bees
Chirp of birds
A gentle breeze soothing the mind
Absorbing the warmth of the early morning sunshine
Being one with nature
A solitude
Undefined Peace

Writing is like
An ever flowing stream
Cascading rills
Sparkling placid waters
The essence of nature
The different seasons
Like a flurry of emotions
The moments lived
Reminiscing the times
The Moments to come
The moments one dreams
Different reasons
Wrapped in words ideal
Writing is Therapeutic
The essence of it all

⭐️

True
It had to be
To be able to show
What it saw
Reflected - Reality

Reason
Barely could stand
The presence of
Ignorance

But used it
As and when needed
To reason
With the ignorant

The negatives and positives
In the battery
What do they say

C H A R G E

The negatives and positives
In the battery
Poles                          Apart  

    Say what ....

Time to **R E S T A R T

Today is done
Tomorrow is to come

Life is to Live
Death is to come

Leafing through the chapters of life
Savour every Moment

Sugar and Spice
Recipe for Life

Bring in the Stash
'No-cache'
Spin Them
In The Bin

Oh Yes,
The Recycle Bin
Centrifuge The Thoughts
Accelerate The Spin
Let it Cool

Skim
The Supernatant Thoughts
A~Blend Synthetically Homogenous Words
A Quick Stir
Win Win

Stash
The Residue
Bottle it Well
For a Later Spin

Amalgamate
A~Miscible Thoughts
Repeat The
Centrifuge
Oh Yes
In
The Recycle Bin

Anew Spin

Treasure The Bin
Win Win

If only I could express
If only there were words enough
To say
How I feel about you
When you sway, in your red flowy dress
Dear hibiscus
I miss you everyday
I wander off on the streets
In search
Someday
I will find
Where you once lived,
Was loved, spread the same

When she nurtured you
As a sapling, with all the tenderness
You grew in the garden
Where love was supreme
Free flowing, the best
Today, she misses you
In a rocky place
She fetched some dry twigs
Wandered off the streets
Desperate in her search
Of her precious, ever flowering
Red Hibiscus

Not much was known about
How much was too much
Until not much of it was left
And lesser it was known
As much as one tried to know
It was left
Redundant

I watch my problems away
Only to add more
I watch my problems away
When I am happy
And I want to watch more
I think I watch my problems away
Only to add more
Until the reel has taken over the real
The real problem is the reel
And I can never ever watch my problems away, once more…
I want to scrub them away
They keep piling on the floor
They know what I like
And want me to subscribe
No I am not a fool
No not twice
I know I can’t watch my problems away

The mirror and the window
Side by side
One reflected the possible truth inside
Other looked at the possible possibilities outside

A Similie is like Clear Waters
Metaphor is Quantum Physics

Keeping it short
words
presence
In accordance

Sunshine yellow
Or perhaps
Mustard hued
The suede jacket
Like an old fading memory
Worn on the outside
Cozy and warm
Reminiscent of a place and time
Long gone
Like the jacket
Once worn
Now frayed

He walked in the fields alone
The clouds above big and heavy
Dark grey, filled with gloom
Every other noon

There was no road
Unsettling music was played in the sky
Orchestrated by the clouds

He walked unafraid
Not knowing his fate
Desirous of the rains

He had tilled the land
Until it grew green
Prosperity rained

He stumbled upon the gold
In the ancestral remains
Deserted by the predecessors
He thanked every grain

Blue Silken slumber
The lake I see breathes deep, sleeps
The mountain protects

Look in the mirror
Don’t look beyond
It’s you
Practice and perfect
Your moves
The eyes that you set on
Is all yours to behold
Believe
In
Your inner strength
Radiance of the soul
Revealed

🔆🔆🔆

Revolutionary the heart
Evolves to change
Lost
The old charm

Ribbons of rains
A translucent sheet
Papery streamers
Down the streets

Children dream
Of castles and moats
To sail their
white paper boats

Yesterday’s flowers
Colour the pathway
For every passerby
As they take a final bow