Sunday, 25 February 2018

The voice of mountains


I dance atop the the tallest trees,
Brushing against the branches and leaves.
I make them all twist and twirl around,
Together we compose an a cappella song.

Hear me buzz like a swarm of bees
Or like water falling from slopes-steep,
Hear me rustle as I slither through the leafy floor
or when with the branches above, I chatter some more.

Hear me whoosh past the mountain-sides,
And watch that bone-chilling mist, that with me rise,
And prepare yourself for an eerie adventurous ride,
As the mist shrouds and enwraps the blue skies.

Hearing my beautiful orchestra play,
Meloncholy from your heart, will be driven away.
Here on my mountain, come and dance with my flow,
I am the puppet master, come and see my show.

Sunday, 11 February 2018

One true friend!


In the cheerful celebration of birth,
In the sombre silence of death,
In all the wavy walks of life,
You stood firmly by my side.

When with victorious laurels, 
I was surrounded,
When with contemptuous sneers, 
were my nights haunted,
All throughout, you lent your support, 
Without a pause.
Your unconditional love, 
Never needed a cause.

Forsaking your own comforts, 
You came to guide me along.
Shepherding my life's ship, 
You never steered me wrong.

And upon that time, 
when I felt all alone,
It's cause, you were to me, 
Quite unknown.
And as soon as, in my life,
I realized your role.
I felt you in my body, 
My mind, my soul.

A real fairytale!


Hark ye! O you beautiful beings,
Fill your heart with magical feelings.
Unleash your dreams and let them soar high,
Towards that limitless sky, let them fly.

Time and again you will find,
That the wicked world will try to bind,
Your free dreams that'll try to higher soar,
To keep them earthbound, with sweet poison, the world will lure.

Beware you must be, of it's stifling spell,
Or else trapped you'd be in a dreamless hell.
Remember you must that the way to break out of it,
Is to awaken your, lying dormant, inner spirit!

Reflect


Polish your inner glass,
Upon it is the reflection cast,
Of your true conscious eternal self,
That will for all eternity last.

Not in the outward world will you find,
Any material that will make it shine.
Within yourself is everything you'll need.
To make that surface spotless clean.

And when that reflection is all pure,
And none can tell the differences for sure,
One with that consciousness will you be,
Fulfilling your one and only destiny.

Monday, 25 December 2017

The Singularity


Where the mist touches the land
Amidst the tall fir trees
There my ethereal voice will draw you near
To roam that land of tranquility!

Feel my cosmic music pulsate
In every mind that here dwells,
Just raise your hands to dance along
To its enchantingly melodious blissful spell!

No wandering soul here is lost,
Feel the whole wide universe converge,
In it's depths the Singularity exists
With it let your soul merge.


Long Lost Woods



Don't you remember its beckoning call?
If you've forgotten, I'll help you recall.
For day by day my heart eagerly yearns,
Unto those woods, I so want to return.

For I cannot forget its soothing embrace,
For its protective shadows, I increasingly crave.
And in solitude I still murmur that enchanting tune,
That echoed in its bosom, be it night or noon.

I still remember the time it'd all started,
When slowly we were all left blinded,
By those sleepless lights that hung like a mist,
Shining all the night, never ceasing to persist.

Then slowly the homeless shadows had found shelter in our hearts,
And wading in that darkness, from our souls, we were wrenched apart.
In the end, with one wish in heart, all the humanity stood,
Praying to return to us, those lovely, long lost woods!


My Beauty, My Granny


From the day I was born,
And I lay cuddled in your arm,
When you wrapped me 
in a loving bond, so tight,
I started to believe
in, Love at first sight.

As you always came
bearing lots of gifts, 
And with your sweet smile, gave our joys, 
a sky-high lift,
And since on the christmas day, 
your birthday was,
We were assured 
that you were our santa claus.

And when like meek rats, from our mom, 
we scurried away,
Shrieking in fright, crying "May day, May day",
We went and hid behind your back,
For you were our shield, and not just that:
From your prowess we so transformed,
That on our faces, a victorious smile dawned.

We, in your eyes, embodied an ideal child,
And you never let slip that love was blind.
Your stories of old, were my golden fairy tales,
As I got pulled in the wonderland, whilst you narrated in great detail!

O our pillar of strength! you always left us amazed,
With your brilliance, of which we cannot sing enough praise.
And I know that even the distance of the seven seas,
Cannot keep your blessings, away from me!

-- My Nana, Wishing her on her birthday, 
Christmas 2017

My Offering




Laden with fruits,
I bow down to you,
Wishing nothing but, with my fragrant flowers,
to decorate you.
And so when the passing wind told me,
it was off to visit you,
I gave her a few, to lay them at your altar,
my humble offering to you.


Bye-bye Little Birdie



A little hummingbird I met,
Along the deep blue shore.
It flitted-floated all around,
Dancing o'er the oceanic floor.

-- Olympic Range

Snowy Christmas


Seattle's getting ready for the Christmas,
Laying out a snowy carpet for it's arrival!
Come one, come all, lets have some fun,
Nature's also wishing "Merry Christmas everyone!"

-- Snowy Christmas at Seattle, 2017

Life's flow




Come flow with me,
For I'll take you to the sea of Divinity.
Although the way may seem topsy-turvy,
Truly unfathomable is the destination's beauty!

Don't judge me on each undulating turn,
Just bear with me for the change will come.
Your hope is what gives me flow,
Don't meloncholyily brood lest the current would slow.

Flow is life, stagnation death,
Strive on till your last breath,
And howsoever be the ending, do not fret,
For I'll let you in on a little secret.

Such is life never ending it's flow,
Here you'll reap as you'll sow.
And though every turn of tide will make you forget,
My eternal recorder doesn't ever reset.

Just bear in mind to justly act,
And you'll stay on the flow's gentle track.
Else I'll take you in circles for endless time.
And this is the life's only true eternal paradigm!

Santa Claus is coming along!



The santa roamed on the boat,
Calling to one and all, saying Yo Ho,
And merrily the children stood tracing the shore,
Rejoicingly waving, whilst playing their roles, in The Santa Show!

--- Christmas 2017

Colors of Nature


Blow me away,
I said to the wind and the rain.
With each shudder
Help me cast my skin away!

The wind plucked the leaves
Off my hands.
And wove them into a carpet
That draped all lands.

And under it's cozy covering 
New saplings found shade.
And so from the rough clutches of winter 
they stealthily evade.

Oh the beauty of Nature is so unfathomable,
Withhold my leafy plumage, as it bursts into flames.
And patiently I sleep, while the snow, to my many hands cling,
Waiting for the rise of the phoenix, until the next spring.


That Pirate!



I bumped into a pirate scurrying away,
And I asked him on the fly where was Sparrow these days?
He said, "He aint sailing on the waves of the deep blue sea,
Word is, he is raging havoc in the world of electricity!"


-- Pirates of Caribbean mania
Boat Show

HarryPotter Mania


There was a time when children were told,
To stay clear of the trap, to not get lured,
If someone offered you sweets so you'll open the door,
Just tell them, "My parents aren't home, so no no.

But now the parents all teach,
To stay out of reach,
Of anybody who says,
"Wanna hear a new Harry Potter story?

--Harry Potter Mania 
Always