The Mind Pendulum

To and Fro ,To and Fro
End to End ,End to End,
Oscillations and more Oscillations,
Sometimes slow, sometimes fast...

Searching for that ever elusive...
but not knowing what the search is for...
Seeking false targets;one leading to another,
Ever searching but never ending oscillations.

O mind! thou dost oscillate
Owing to thine ever increasing burden.
The burden is not yours but you think it is;

An imaginary ever attracting never fulfilling burden.

Seek thy source, seek the eternal and not the external.
For that is where you began and that is the ultimate end.
That is the ultimate and permanent peace.....

That is the End of all searches.

Look Within....Look Within....

And thou shall finally rest...

Centered in Him in eternal bliss...

Tat Tvam Asi (Thou Art That).

Lonely traveller

One whiff of O2 and there started my journey
Ignorant about the travails, ignorant about the miles ahead
I touched my little feet on the ground
It took me a while to get a sense of things
And there began my sketch in the grand drawing.

It has been a wondorous journey...

I see many a face, 
Some of them leave me,
I leave some of them,
Some of them become part of me,
I become part of some.
Neverthless each face reflects on me.
I laugh with them,
I cry, I fight,I agree,I disagree, I love,I hate.
A rainbow of emotions leaves me colorless.


Attachments and detachments-both unreal,
Happiness and dissapointment-both cheaters,
Success and failure- famous imposters
Fulfilments and frustrations-2 sides of a counterfeit coin
All of them come and go.

Neverthless I move on,One tread a measure,One foot a time 
I carry memories of the previous step,
I tread the next measure with a sense of false wisdom,
I might rise or I might fall, but I have to keep the next step.
All of them etched in time.

It is a journey within...
It is a journey without...
It is a journey of my soul..
Through the tendrils of time...

Time is the only witness...
Alas He is only a witness...
The cruel teacher, the task master
He makes me toil,He makes me me learn...
And kills me mercilessly in the end...

But do I really die??? 
I do not know.
I do not know my destiny...
I do not know my destination...
I shall know it....when I reach there...
And I shall reach there...alone.

My Elusive Gossamer

I stand in the wedding hall

In utter dismay and disbelief

That this is happening....

But then may be I always knew.

How I hated this day.....

But the day had come....

I wait with bated breath,

as she and marriage party come along

She has never looked more beautiful

Her cheeks flushed a rose red....

She did look what I called her

Gossamer-angelic and graceful.

I did not want nor did I look at the groom

The one who is going to take away the bin of my dreams.

The priest asks the public consent

My entire being shouts No but my lips remain sealed...

She has said yes to him and No to me....

They exchange vows and rings...

I look away in agony....

The wedding party leaves...

My elusive gossamer is now lost forever....

I stand like a zombie numb and cold...

I then kneel down in the church hall

And cry inconsolably and shout -

"Almighty God enough enough"

With a shudder I open my eyes...

I sit up in cold sweat....

The scene has repeated for the nth time...

Each time driving a needle thorough my heart.

The D-day is yet to come....

Music-the eternal joy

As my foot treads this earth,
I behold many a scene,
which tweaks the strings of my soul.
It then speaks,cries,laughs out
In a language unknown.
Emnates then from the churning within
an inexplicable joy from my core
bringing silence to my soul.

Rose 'n' Thorn

The Rose is beautiful,
graceful and eloquent,
captures people's eyes,
with bees teeming towards it,
is most sought after and loved.

The thorn supporting the rose
ugly and jagged,
dark and insignificant,
often unnoticed and unwanted,
is always despised and forgotten.

The rose aware of the thorn,
mostly annoyed ,despises it.
She considers him a shame,
in her pot of fame.

The thorn resolute and tight lipped
remains faithful and loyal
sworn to protect her till he dies.

Farewell

As you leave this day,

Instances spent with you

rewinds itself,

I see only memoirs to cherish forever...



Life is a journey with impressions

some people hardly cast any

some leave tattoos

few change you

rarely they become part of you

like you....



Sadness does engulf me...

Tears are frozen....

Happy that I met you....

Cause now I know me better.....



I don't know if I will see another twilight with you

Life moves on....

we are all travelers....

Wish you better, joyous and excellent journeys ahead



God be with you....

Cause I cannot come with you....

As you see millions more faces....

You might forget mine....

But I guess your heart will remember mine....

Farewell my dear...

Au revoir....Hopefully...

Frozen Rose Buds

One of those silent moments
of lonely togetherness
My heart blossoms...
frozen rose buds
revealing joy and revelling
in memoirs untold and unexpressed

a silent prick of time bound futilities
the rose buds remain frozen in time.....
moments of impotent agony.....
a reminder.....my heart obeys
an uncomforable cowardly assurance....

I am a wise man.....says the EGO