AFFECTION

Composed
The moment,
In tranquil gaze;
Affection sits
Lovingly.

With affection
It gets born
In affection
It radiates.

Should
A Question
Arise,
It melts
The wise

Supple
Thy orb
Soothing
Thy balm
Who else
Can calm!

Volatile
The impurities
Evaporates
In thy touch

How caring
The hands,
Which fills
To brink
The cup-divine;
Oozing divinity
To all and ALL.

THE GRASS

Grass wilted
In excess of
Nature's nurture

Gets transpired
Through its own

Trespassers trampled
Thy velvety feel
Interlope thy path

Green thy greenery
A day and a two

They think
It hobs the humans

Halt I to ponder
Hobbling in my path.

I am here!

Existence abounds
Somewhere there
It's because I feel
I am here

All touch, truncate
The sensation
Out of me

All things visible
Obliviously overflow
To distant past

The call negates
Its bearance
Sympathetically

Merger is not the wait
I am who
I am here!

ADAPTED

Feasting on the floating sky!
Festivities difinitely wins!!

Here comes the learning,
A lullaby to the unlimited

Omnipresent the movement
Omniscent the vibes

How can one limit ourself with the limited
When unlimited is already defined

Adapting can't be thy grudge
When the adapter is already ADAPTED!

Whisper O' whisper!

Breath rustles behind
The pale bony cage

Sough of soul
Roar at the shore

Unhindered outlet
Beckons thy call

Where have thee been
All these years,
Whisper O' whisper!

Gain is not thy wait
Stranded I pluck my feet up

Long is not thy journey
Life is not short for thy coming

Weathered, the skin sags
Reduced to bony cage

Where onto the space
Thee float
Whisper O' whisper!

Game of GOD! .... the GOD Particles!!

The clash happened
Proton to proton.
The human nuleus,
Higgs-Bosons (Bose)
Toiled for the take
To look for the mass
In every particle
Germinated thus
Into exquisite detail

The long wait ends
Fifty years after
Flurry with events
The moments begins
In all its joyful-ness
Clapping, whistling ...
The talk gets momentum
The supersymetry 125Ge-V
Mass turned energy
Peeps through LHC at CERN


Tantalise with teasing
The touch becomes too heavy
To light the Dark Forces
Whose extension exists
In thoughts thus perceived
The beginning has no end
In the game of GOD!

Catch me if you can!

PEBBLES

Pebbles collected,
To play.
Not knowing its
Origin in mountains;
Deep beneath an ocean.

Only the seeing sees
The underlying joy,
Ashore the rambles of pebbles.

Sprinkling the waves of coolness,
The happiness crawls
In the lap of sand.

Clinking the crystals,
I hear, Thus
The sounds of thunder!

In surrender!
Fearlessness, I gain.
Keeping away the darkness.
Clasping tightly the love of all.

I play, a play
In the hands
Collecting the pebbles
In the dune of sands.