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I want to slip out of my skin
And sink into the coat of a doe
Tiptoeing past moss-trees
And through thorn-brush

I want to shed my skin
And don the scales of a serpent
Gliding through dappled-shade
And below autumnal-leaves

I want to disrobe my skin
And wrap myself in the pelt of a cat
Prowling in the half-shadows
And morning's false-dawn

I want to dissolve my skin
And absorb infinity into myself
Drifting through space-time
And and the never-never in between

h.f.m.
The moment I decide to give up
A spark ignites in a mysterious cup.
A special tea garnished with
the aroma of friends,  family and even a foe,
it challenges me to taste all that life has to offer,
Be it sweet, sour or bitter.
Somewhere out there
Beyond my point of view
The unknown lingers
Bound by golden rules

Just below the horizon
Out of my line of sight
How many times before
I finally get it right

Open up and let us in
Or condemn us to be ******
But please be aware
Whoever's out there
I am doing all I can
....
Traveler Tim
 May 2018 sarthak vadalkar
Medusa
when I saw the eyes
of my first child
I knew that when I  
die, someday
sometime, someplace

I knew then that I will die
staring right into his eyes

if I might be
so lucky
Everything he was,
everything he did-
was a constant effort
to be true to the image
he had of himself.

He reminds me of struggle
to be someone else
while believing that he is
struggling to be himself.
For me, every moment of contentment
is often followed by the realization
of having a lack of either ambition
or the means or ability to achieve it.
And though I can live with the lack of both.
I often wonder
why do we feel the need to be validated
by some measure,
by some reason,
to belong in one of the circles
that the world is divided into.
When we end up questioning our self,
“Who would be actually there for me
if not for the pieces of me
that I am feeding them everyday?”


I am talking of fearlessness

"Fearlessness..."

The same fearlessness
Shown by Christ on the cross

The same fearlessness
Shown by Gandhi
For his non-violence

The same fearlessness
When Mansoor said "I am YOU"
Was lynched & cut piece by piece

The same fearlessness
Of Meera who sang for Krishna on the streets
When she was humiliated, ******, made fun off

The same fearlessness
When Radha danced for Krishna
Even after Krishna left Vrindawan for Dwarka

The same fearlessness
With which Hussaiyn Ali
Martryed his life at Karbala
While trusting someone

The same fearlessness
Of Sita when she withstood
The tests of Rama's accusations

The same fearlessness
When Bahi Taru Singh
suffered governor's brutal torture

The same fearlessness
When Mirziyaan gave his bow & arrow
To Sahibaan knowing that
The tip of his arrow may be blunted
Leading to his death

The same fearlessness
When Romeo drank the poison
And Zuliet stabbed herself with a dagger

The same fearlessness
That made Layla fall sick & died on hearing that
Her Majnun is roaming mad in wilderness;
Later on hearing about Layla's death
Majnun died near Layla's grave

The same fearlessness
When Rabia wanted to
Cease the fire of hell and
Set alight hopes of paradise

The same fearlessness
Of Rumi who guards
The divine light of LOVE

The same fearlessness
When one is compelled by
soul energy to LOVE BELOVEDz

That is the fearlessness
I am talking about

"The fearlessness of LOVE"



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