He lay within a warm, soft world
Of motion. Colors bloomed and fled,
Maroon and turquoise, saffron, red,
Wave upon wave that broke and whirled
To vanish in the grey-green gloom,
Perspectiveless and shadowy.
A bulging world that had no walls,
A flowing world, most like the sea,
Compassing all infinity
Within a shapeless, ebbing room,
An endless tide that swells and falls . . .
He slept and woke and slept again.
As a veil drops Time dropped away;
Space grew a toy for children's play,
Sleep bolted fast the gates of Sense --
He lay in naked impotence;
Like a drenched moth that creeps and crawls
Heavily up brown, light-baked walls,
To fall in wreck, her task undone,
Yet somehow striving toward the sun.
So, as he slept, his hands clenched tighter,
Shut in the old way of the fighter,
His feet curled up to grip the ground,
His muscles tautened for a bound;
And though he felt, and felt alone,
Strange brightness stirred him to the bone,
Cravings to rise -- till deeper sleep
Buried the hope, the call, the leap;
A wind puffed out his mind's faint spark.
He was absorbed into the dark.
He woke again and felt a surge
Within him, a mysterious urge
That grew one hungry flame of passion;
The whole world altered shape and fashion.
Deceived, befooled, bereft and torn,
He scourged the heavens with his scorn,
Lifting a bitter voice to cry
Against the eternal treachery --
Till, suddenly, he found the breast,
And ceased, and all things were at rest,
The earth grew one warm languid sea
And he a wave. Joy, tingling, crept
Throughout him. He was quenched and slept.

So, while the moon made broad her ring,
He slept and cried and was a king.
So, worthily, he acted o'er
The endless miracle once more.
Facing immense adventures daily,
He strove still onward, weeping, gaily,
Conquered or fled from them, but grew
As soil-starved, rough pine-saplings do.
Till, one day, crawling seemed suspect.
He gripped the air and stood *****
And splendid. With immortal rage
He entered on man's heritage!

Well, I was tired of life; the silly folk,
The tiresome noises, all the common things
I loved once, crushed me with an iron yoke.
I longed for the cool quiet and the dark,
Under the common sod where louts and kings
Lie down, serene, unheeding, careless, stark,
Never to rise or move or feel again,
Filled with the ecstasy of being dead. . . .

I put the shining pistol to my head
And pulled the trigger hard -- I felt no pain,
No pain at all; the pistol had missed fire
I thought; then, looking at the floor, I saw
My huddled body lying there -- and awe
Swept over me. I trembled -- and looked up.
About me was -- not that, my heart's desire,
That small and dark abode of death and peace --
But all from which I sought a vain release!
The sky, the people and the staring sun
Glared at me as before. I was undone.
My last state ten times worse than was my first.
Helpless I stood, befooled, betrayed, accursed,
Fettered to Life forever, horribly;
Caught in the meshes of Eternity,
No further doors to break or bars to burst!

Worship His Lordship,
Brace up timely solace,
Before you are befooled,
No syntax would serve,
When death comes to date.
Believe in boundless bliss beyond ….. 1

Oh Dear, desist from desires,
That govern mundane mandate.
Blessed are you, whatever deserved,
Of your actions, or inactions past,
Be content and devoted,
To your duty, serene and supreme
Believe in boundless bliss beyond ……2

Concealed by shiny silky skin,
Beauty is one of flesh n’ blood,
Glow or glamour is never forever,
Introspect and respect the truth,
Let not illusion overtake your wisdom.
Believe in boundless bliss beyond ……3

Eventual, life bubbles off,
Like a droplet on lotus leaf,
Conjured by complexion,    
Concluded by deadly disease.
Believe in boundless bliss beyond ……4

Kith n’ kin crowd around,
And enjoy the fun and frolic,
Of youth, of health n’ wealth.
As the age anchors in sickness,
No referee comes to your rescue.
Believe in boundless bliss beyond……5

Sprint is the spirit of life,
The Soul holds the body
The day the Soul skips away,
Even your wife walks astray  
Believe in boundless bliss beyond……6

Fun n’ play rein budding life,
Youngling passions linger fore,
Hoary age diminishes in distress,
None to come along, nothing to impress,
When the dusk dawns on you,
Too late to mediate and meditate.  
Believe in boundless bliss beyond…….7

After all, what are you!
Of whom are you?
Who your wife and children are?
Are the bonds you made binding?
What is your origin or horizon?  
Ponder over the divine marvel
Believe in boundless bliss beyond ……8

She chases her men, she weeps and cries,
O' how do I tell her, she is being blind.
She falls each time, telling herself lies,
Try hard to tell her, what she looks for, she won't find.

I tell her and I tell you too,
Your love isn't for the person but for the image in your mind,
So is the other, in love with an image of you.
This kind of love, so misaligned.

That's all a relationship is,
The conflict of a mental image,
What you feel, you think it's bliss,
But are befooled by a mirage.

The illusion, created based on your past,
The image, projected based on your need,
Love is to be felt, not forced to last,
You become time and again, a victim of your greed.

You never fall in love with the person,
But with the feelings you give yourself,
Realize this, you will be loving without a reason,
You will come home to your true self.

I am the foolish clown
Clumsily tripping through my life
Stumbling in public
Befooled I am
By my silly big shoes
Slip on a bannana
The whole world a laughter
Big buttons , bonkers hair
How do I dare
But I always need to share

Isolated I feel , Encaged I am
For this is the circus
Ring of my life
As the world is my audence
I am incircled with their laughter
Long lines of cackling heads
And long pointing fingers
Stare ,
layer apon layer
Filled up to my ceiling
I need a way of dealing
With these heavy loads of laughter
Painted on me like plaster

As I shade my face white
To hide my red flush
Painting a great smile
To hide my hidden hurt
But tears betray me
As they spill my make up
For I am the capital
Of false welbeing
My humilated heart
Bursts and springs
Into a torrent of tears
My eyes seek the ground
Away from the world
While my body embraces
A waterfal shape
For I am the new Niagra

As a young clown
My many tears held
In my giant belly
Fall and drop away into
An ocean of compassion
Where the love for the world
And myself are found
As I grow older I realise
There is nothing more
Healing than the laughter
Of your silly self
As my giant hollow belly
Resonates with a cackling Echo
As it becomes a cathedral
Of consuming Laughter
As I always laugh harder
Holding the world in my belly
A feathers tickle turns me to jelly
It laughter becomes my
Fulfilling devotion devotion

How they hold the center stage
While spreading their
Compassion an laughter
How I wish to understand
The tears and Laughter
Of a BEAUTIFUL CLOWN

cloudy canvas confused
the showers left it dry
jailed up in solitude
in fields of paradise

imagine ink implode
in veins of pleader's brain
**** everything inside
but spare his lovers name

betrayed beguiled befooled
by silent loneliness
with promised souvenirs
that kith and kin confess

my prison feels unreal
still tangible it stays
behind a purple silk
trapping obnoxious haze

i pray and pray some more
and long for liberty
beseech his soul for light
to bring my love to me

lament and fight my fate
clasp arms of hope if be
till trammels all collapse
till we are free to meet

for clouds are destined to
meet blissful novel rains
just wait some darling sweet
we'll see us meet again

The other day I realised one more time
The inconsistent and rapid beat on the monitor
I believed it was just my grandmother being happy
I sat there fixed on the monitor as my mother had asked me to
I felt something strange
A joy, an unknown pleasantness embracing grandma
I saw the smile break on her lips
seeing me patient and keen
Though none was there I saw her face
The smile my parents could never see
I was privy to her sole ecstacy in that hospital room
Immediately I too began to smile
Knowing she had befooled her children
To get this much attention
In comfort and love she lay there
With her loved ones beside her

And just like how
wisteria bloom and flourish
in the unbeknownst shadows of spring,
your once befooled heart
shall also find it's way.

And they count me two,
At least one and a part,
Now I am being branded on its own,

Was good at sums,
Multiply and divides,
Came to me inborn, inherited

They stared at me,
Brusquely through corners of eyes,
Oh! There was one of acumen,

Not to be befooled,
Not blown away, missed I never,
I sailed through the early hours of my youth,

It came in a continuum,
Even at the moment and then,
Rest, I am not as good as thee,

I forgot you,
Did you not recall me?
Did you want that or that wished thee,

Deep in the thoughts,
Sailing in memories & memoirs,
It’s you, entire I wished to be,

You walked away,
On a diverse path, poles apart,
You chose to amend my destiny,

Fly you did,
Never for a minute did you halt,
It was too hurried, I couldn’t follow,

I want not to recall,
To be in motion,
All through this tide,

Crippled emotions,
One twist so curved,
Refuses to let safe as I cross,

Built to tear down,
Anything remainder of me,
I refuse to evaporate, burn it may

Replenished by my blood,
Happy in my displeasure,
Seeks to bring down the pile of me,

I breathe, I continue to,
Happy & in high spirits,
One too many tags fastened to me,

I sail, sail & sail
Through the blue, I set away far and wide,
Scares me no more the tide,

In the midst,
Of my, my, my existence,
My psyche takes a detour,

It fetches me you,
Dazzling in your presence,
Haven’t felt normal for times,

I hate the sea,
Disgusted for its tides,
Splash water on my face, bring me back,

May possibly I be excused,
And rent out in my thoughts,
Can I only live in my fantasy, if there only I want to be,

My love
can be named
as game
trick
strategy
but
never mind
and nothing hurts
for a dead one
I am already dead
when I came to know the truth
I am cheated by others
befooled by others...
Never mind
Stay cool....

How shocking to people
I'm still sailing
Despite the storm
In my life
And their contribution
To the rising ripples
Befooled them

True love is shown
Fake love is what I got

Selfless love is shown
Pain is what I got

Wish for others' happiness
Tears are what I got

True love is what  I expected
still I got hurtings
hurtings
and hurtings...

I was cheated
I was used
I was befooled
I was broken.