(in the memories of a departed soul)
The evening was heavier than my thoughts;
No matter how I tried;
The heart still fluttered;
The eyes drained the memories...
Category - Poems
Why the evening is so soft….
like your hands
like your whispers
like your luring
like your anger
like your complains
like your charm
like your sobs
Why the...
Melancholy!
In the middle of afternoon…..
Amidst down pouring rain…
Surrounding thundering clouds…
That threatens to suppress….
Wailings of the...
I haven’t gone to your temple,
I haven’t gone to your church,
I haven’t gone to your shrine,
And I haven’t gone to your mosque,
But you know, so do...
In the loving memories of a friend who passed away recently….
Footsteps were heard
going backward in time
life paused for a while
and then went on...
Lying by the side of the river, I asked her:
“Do you have anything to say?”
She said, “Look at me, I always flow
At ease with myself… without any...
Devotion allows us to grow serene
Leading us to destinations of dedication
Life has to be accepted without any condition
Existence is nothing but a continuous...
Let me taste the nectar called life
in love, adoration and in every atom
What is the ocean but a droplet
the cosmos of stars but a spark
the sky but a dot of...
I have seen darkness on the path to love
I have seen shadows of doubts on the path to truth
I have met complexity on the path of simplicity
I have seen darkest...
You are in my sleep, in my dream
In the state of awakening and otherwise
You are in my eyes and in my sight
In my chanting and in my rhymes
You pervade like a...
