ONE BY ONE

When thee ask me, I look a blind look
When thee call thy faith, I get drenched
Parted I feel ... when vision blurrs.

Becoming happens
In touch of thy soul
It occurs time to time.

Call me up!
The last supper
Is to destined to happen!

Call me up
I wanna meet thee all there
Without fear, without ego
With tranquility and juvenation
To perch on thy soul
One by one
Into ONE!

THE LIGHT OF JOY

Away  away!
To far off land
Journey crosses
Away from the
Cluster bluster
Of this world

Heeding is not the
Passion of mine
In plethora
Spread around

The rubble bubbles
At every crack
Traversed; absorbing
The essence
Thus received

Hulk of hunk
Stream terrifically
To pounce
The unfathomable

Vagueness vagabond
Abstraction abound
Shower Sweetness.
The light of joy
Thus received!

MERGER

Tarry thy flow O Time!
Weary thy wait, froze! 
In a forlorn look 

Unknowing thy forbeareance
I prostrate of my foregiveness

larded lovingly with
Flesh and Blood
The body aches

The ego called thee
Vanished inside
The touch on thy lap

Tarry thy flow O Time!
Never will the call
Turn back again
When the merger
Is MERGED!!

SKELETON CAGE

Let me be
Winged thought
Floating in peace and purity

Germinating
The innocence
To spread the smile

Earthy form
Oblige the essence
Wafting its way beyond

Orb me
With all thy azure
Away from this skeleton cage

SHELTER DEFINED

Writing on the slate: The Wind
Whose love throbs the burning heart
Melting the love to drench the Divine
In whose veins the Divine runs!

Unknown, unknown thy call
Closer and closer the wait vanishes

In whose womb worthier
The shelter gets defined

Galloping, galloping
I keep my feets off the ground
Knowing not..
But it is to go on… go on… !!!

Hari Om

RAIN

The first drop
Silence enwrapped
Sooth the inner soul

Drop by drop
Crawl the perfection
With all its coolness

Up comes the merger
Earthy smell of soil
Meets its watery cousin

Hark the call
The last drop
Will be all.

Drop by drop ...

Oh! Mother!

Oh! Mother!
All vices vanishes
In all thy touch.

All day alone,
In office;
I contemplate
Thou caressing
From birth
Did I received

In return
I gave you:
"Thy old age!"

Oh! Mother!
Boon I opt
To serve thee
In tenderness
Of thy old age

Thy saggy skins
Hides more depth
Than tears
Could ever Think!

In return
I gave you:
Teethless smiles

Oh! Mother!
Implant all thy
Soulfull presence
In all my
Daily work

Down gathers
The gulp
Unspoken.
Forlorn look
Most humbly
Azure in thy Divinity!!!