Worn on a T-shirt
In line with the heart
Why do you need it
Cause opinions
Limit you
Limitless possibilities
Await, unburdened
Being limitless
Can bring limitations
Cause you are bound
Gravitationally

Limited by the limitless
Shouldn’t be limiting at all
Limited by limitations
Can be limiting at times
Upgrading the limitations
Can downsize a good chance
A limitation lost
To the limitless possibilities
Limitless one can be

Lit lanterns
Lit up the lonely tree
The night knew its darkness
Was for all to see
For the lanterns, they knew
They lit what was to be seen
The tree
Forever, it knew

Puddles of joy
In the eyes of the little boy
Knew his favourite candy by the stick
Home deliveries, now real quick

Cleansing thoughts
In the word machine
Filigree of words
Wrought on the screen

The mountain tops covered in hues
Rainbow of flowers, on the plateau
White swans joined and prayed with folded heads
Grass turned green, the sky baby blue
The creator creates endless landscapes

Limited existence
Never limited by existence
To make a mark

The little bird chirps
Eats healthy worms
Her mama and papa feed
She is ever hungry and sweet
Hidden in between the basil leaves
Danger lurks and meows
The little bird knows no fear
She is full of mirth in her baby steps
Ever cautious the parents
Keep a close watch on the baby’s steps
Her wings have grown and she  
wants to be limitless and touch the sky
But before that, she must learn to fly
Her parents preach
She loves to explore, and so does the cat
She is
Well fed with milk and chicken wings
Yet greedily
She goes for the little bird
And cuts off its flight and her little wings
With a mouthful and a sly smile, the cat  walks away with her act
The parents’s shrill cry in the morning hours
Stabs my heart and gives out a helpless cry
Sick and Locked indoors
In her limited life
The little bird brought joy and hope
In her flightless baby steps
May her soul fly into the infinite
And be limitless

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Lost your time
Paid a price
Lose your inhibitions
Live your life
It is free

In a bid to please everyone
Should you lose yourself

Or
Win some  lose some
Yet be yourself

Yes true

No one can take you
from yourself , it's part of self

Life does throw some
Challenges
Whether you accept
or reject

Yet
Can't skip it or eject

Life is to be lived
Happy days keep coming
Around.
Waiting to be found

Don't lose ground

To live
Learn to live without

Desires and wishes
You have to think beyond

The fear that you have lived with
Within, you ought to give up on
No, it’s not a cake walk song

Losing an ego
Doesn’t make you any weak
You have won hearts, after all

For once and all
You ought to be strong

To live
Learn to live without

Disperse and drift
Hail the wind
And sail

Buoyant
The force of the sea
Mysterious

Unmoved
Take root
If you must
And
Be

Cool monsoon breeze sway the trees
Cascading rills , meadows
The Valley and Scenic hills
Colour green rich in hue
Breathtaking the view

The rain pours and rushes down
On the windscreen and sunroof
A sweet melodic sound it makes
Like an Artist, paints in gentle slopes

Dark clouds in daytime , stark
Makes the Sun shiver in cold
The bridge ahead ,century old
Winding road  and steep slopes

Passing through the illuminated tunnels
Old melodies played on the radio
The journey ahead ,we steer
The ebullient nature brings cheer

I long, for long walks
When the moon faintly smiles
And the sun begins to shine
The birds in the trees
And the early morning breeze
Together greet
Empty streets
Alone

Old and naive me

Soon to be a memory

Rebel to relive

🌿🌿
Sensitive to words

Affected and writing more

Yet sensitively
🌿🌿

Unfashionable

Uninhibited words free

To themselves stand true

🌿🌿
Brimming joy in heart

Ageing youthfully living

Compassionately
🌿🌿

Wheels within
The confines of straight lines

Lanes and by lanes,
leading lines
Lit with lights

Abstract art
Arcs and beams, cable stays
Balancing act

Endless it seems
But for
Diversions and turns

Wheels within
The confines of straight lines

I pay a visit to check the whereabouts of thee
Cocooned in a soft glow of hibernating
Fire flies
Fragments of sunshine interspersed through trees
A withered page, whispers secrets to the winds
A wordless melody

Mind O Mind

The Mind is jobless
At times reckless
Always boundless
On a flight of thoughts
No looking back
Racing away

'The Heart'
has  to pick up the pace
In slow whispers

Urges

'The Mind'

To hold on
Cool down
  
Again

Now faster ,
losing its own breath

'The Heart'
beats faster
          
Urging

Oh please, 'Mind O Mind'

Hold on
Cool down Cool down....

'The Mind'
finally slows down
Cools down
Winks on
Now both at the same pace  

'The Mind and The Heart'
In Tandem.


Phew ...

It strayed from the herd

Into the concrete jungle

Met living beings, the strangest kind

Why did it leave its mother’s side

Just to know, where the river stream ends

It ran and ran and followed the stream

Strayed away far, far, faraway from home

Met living beings of the strangest kind

Scared, it panicked and strayed in the alleys

Didn’t know where and what place it was in

Tired and hungry and scared it went berserk

Trying to find its home in every green place

Couldn’t find mama and papa nor her

brother anywhere

Instead it met living beings of strangest kind

It cried as it realised the concrete jungle

Wasn’t as green as its home

The  jungle

which has the most sparkling stream

Lost its way and now disturbed

Ran in every direction, couldn’t find home

Tired and hungry and scared

It didn’t know, where it was

The strange living beings equally scared of

it, got it tranquillised

Shocked and tired

Finally, it went into a tranquil sleep

Far far faraway from  home

Never ever to see her family, in this life

The she bison, all of four

Now, forever sleeps

In the concrete jungle

Times when the heart doesn’t feel its own beat
Lost, maybe some part of it forever displaced
Work makes sure, time is passed
Together, still doesn’t help
Stuck in some redundancy
Maybe, they work well, separately
Time and work
Maybe it’s for words to see

The world of strangers
Strangely we connect through words
The heart knows it all

Love birds in the cage
At times  sage at times rage
Male enterprising Greenie , his name
Female whip smart,  Bluey , her name

It took me a little while to befriend the two
Never had a pet ,Other than a fish or two

Greenie was the one
Who made calls for the feed
Bluey made sure she was the first to eat

Greenie the chivalrous, would wait for his turn
Bluey ,always on a diet , quickly she ate
Greenie ate to his Heart's content

Together they would sing
And swung
On their little swing

Born in captivity
They had wings ,but never did they fly
Or
Maybe never did they try

Fly fly fly away... I'd say
Probably... Possibly ....
Never ....ever ...never they'd say

Happy in the cage ,with each other
They knew ,no other way
Love birds ,as they say

Love contradicts Fame

Love says I am satisfied
Fame asks for more.

Love says I have arrived home.
Fame seeks bigger home .

Love believes
Fame doubts .

All that mush
What's the fuss
Life is to live
Oh yes
Love it and live
Love you Zindagi
Love you Zindagi

A crazy you and a crazy me
Holding hands breaking rules
What a lovely pair together we make
Love you Zindagi

A simple smile and a twinkle in the eye
Take away the tears and banish the fear
A beautiful art , warms up the heart

I do what I like
And I like what I do
Right or wrong
Responsibility all mine

A Believer
More of spiritual
Forgive me , Oh Lord
Follow not too many rituals

I do what I like
And I like what I do
Works of a complicated mind
That's what you'd find

In retrospect
Reflect
Yet not regret
A quirky me
Yes that's true
And
Today I turn 42
Love you Zindagi

All that mush
What's the fuss
Life is to live
Oh yes
Love it and live
Love you Zindagi
Love you Zindagi

Paper flowers bloom
Lush Fuchsia bougainvillea
Cover the arbour

Clusters of madhumalti
Bloom through the dark of the night
Fragrance of the flowers
Leads to a bright new day

Blue linen
Unclouded, the canvas light
Air brushed with strings of white

Beneath the curtains
Rested the stars
Twinkling all night

The morning star arrives
Magic it has in mind
Golden drapes gently unfold

And, they were mere words
Language understood by few
Fewer, read emotions
The heart, remains red
The wall clean,
erased
And again,
just words

Candy floss clouds merrily
Twirled in the clear blue sky
The sun knew its rays were best dressed,
golden yellow

Beneath

Above the trees, flew some birds
They chirped twittered and whistled
To each their own
As luxuriant flower beds
Welcomed, fluttering butterflies

Thoughts
Aren't
Malleable and Ductile  
Forced  
Drawn into Sheets
Conductivity Futile
Empirically Deduced

Words
Are
Malleable and Ductile  
Artistically Moulded
Strung up Embellished Pearls
Drawn into Sheets
A Pearlescent Sheen
Empirically Deduced

Many days
And the thoughts lay scattered
Never alone, lost, too shy
The words jingle jangle
Sometimes loudly chattered

Many days
Busier than busy
Dizzier than dizzy
Happier than happy
Testing capabilities
Fulfilling Responsibilities

Many days
Work never completely done
Sleep it’s a necessity
And some fun
Walking on the Sun

Much to think

The chatter

In the mind

Many thoughts

Circumnavigate

Nineteen to the dozen, can’t talk like that

So I write and post

These endless words

March has marched in
Half way through the month
It is hot and has brought summer along
The grapes and melons have turned sweetest ripe
The mangoes have arrived too
Raw and green, they are best pickled
Come May
King Alphonso, will be here
From the wild coastal lands
To conquer every heart
For a golden reign

A mask for all, to live
A means of livelihood for some

Smiling eyes behind the mask
Unrecognised face, keeping distance

Parks in the neighbourhood closed
Odd hours for a walk in the neighbourhood, unmasked

Work from home, not for all
Economy at risk, lives eclipsed

The sacred fire stands witness to the 7 vows taken, a marriage solemnised
Designer masks unveiled

Paranoia may ****
Purity still protects, wins
Here’s to mask an unprecedented year

Unmasking realism
Nature’s green, truthful and clean
Heals every being

Mastmaula - The happy go lucky little turtle

On the beaches of Konkan
Lived a few families of turtles
For ages it has been their home .

Amongst them lived Mastmaula a young and adventurous turtle
To explore the surroundings he loved, popular and lovable , a friend to all .
Many a times he would stray away and had to be fetched by the elders in the group .

He loved visiting  the homes of the fishermen who lived by the sea.
Particularly fond of cabbage fed by the fisherwomen .

Amusingly he was also fond of music .
And loved to dance

The fishermen went fishing by the day
And would celebrate  the catch and their life by evenings .
Music played  and seafood savoured in almost every home.

Mastmaula was sure to visit, the fisherman 's house when there used to be a party.
One of the evenings , there was one going on in one of the houses , music was loud with party lights on.
And ,the food yes cabbage in colours, purple and green ,
Mastmaula knew would sure be part of the menu.

The fisherman's family had guests coming from afar
The occasion , an engagement ceremony .
As the music went on , Mastmaula went turtle and began to spin.
And sure he did have a few amazing moves , which caught the guests' eyes
And one of them ,fancied  carrying Mastmaula to their home.
The host opposed but the guest's  7 year old daughter Mili loved Mastmaula and wanted him to be part of her family . The host reluctantly obliged.

Soon , it was dark and a bale of turtles were out to fetch back Mastmaula home. They knew where to  find him.
Reaching the party venue and not finding him there they panicked and soon swelled in numbers.

The fishermen family knew it was time to call their guest ,who had taken away  Mastmaula .
The guest hurriedly came back with Mastmaula in a little basket and placed him down .
Mastmaula was overjoyed to reunite with his family and promised them all that he would never stray away and be careful of his visits alone to the fishermens homes.

I believe
Knowingly or unknowingly
Eventually
We find
What we had been searching for

Maybe destiny

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The sun old soul, eternally luminous
The moon in its phases, a timeless jewel

The time of the year has come to shed the old and don
the new
It’s just a number, that’s true
Each, a new day, the night, too

To reminisce what was and gear up for what is to come with a new zeal
On the New Year’s Eve

Celebrate with loved ones
Enjoy the night and be alright

May happy be the new, New
I hope and pray for one and all

✨

A melange of browns and greens
Styled in a stream, where twigs float, flashing emerald green
A new life, germinating within
Colours on the canvas, dripping
A splash of yellow, winsome pinks
The barks of trees, have scaled heights
The canopy and foliage to kiss sunlight

Melodic birds
Chirp in the morning
Bees and worm
A delicacy they yearn

With an ease
They sing a song
Sometimes tense
Sometimes verse

The melodic birds
Speak a language unknown
Known to their kind
Sweet it sounds

Liquid lies

Silvery white Mercury

Insulated potent

Exposed, slow poison

This year played some sad song
To hear happy ones, we all do long
Hope, everyone stays safe and strong

May we take slow and steady steps
And say yes, to life and living
May life play many lovely songs

The tempo in rhythm with the beat of every heart
My prayers for everyone
To be with loved ones and celebrate this precious life
Merry Christmas, dear all
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Warmth of orange rust
Striking beauty of evergreen
Merry as the sun
Yellow sunburst

Feverish shimmering
Leaves on trees
Frozen in frames
Fall

Fervent
Rainbow in the sky
Beckons