I have got an infinite number of places to go,
the problem is where to stay......

The deeds that you might consider insignificant and not such humiliating to someone,
are the deeds that can be a sheer harrowing sometimes to that someone...

I want to be a bard in the consciousness of the confluence of your eyelids,
Where the sounds merge into silence.
And nurture me from where your consciousness sprouts,
I would thrum like the waves of the ocean to the emanations of your reverberations....

If God speaks to me and wishes to fulfil my wishes,then I wish that I would be given the immense potentiality for once to destroy the whole universe.The whole cosmic wanderings.

The ability to recreate every moment you live and
imbue it with something as unique as "you" itself...

In search of truth

Did I go back and forth

Wandered through mountains

Bathed in rivers sacred

With the pious

Whichever way the blind pointed

With hope and zest me travelled

Every which way I smelled his scent

But round and round is all I went

Wasted lives to know the one who is not

But the feverish pitch of seeking would cease not

What does it take to fathom the ocean

Even fish or whale is clueless of the ocean

It is only the salt that can be ocean

A salt doll I became

Just a plunge made me the ocean.



So all it needs is a plunge.