Freedom dance

'm safe in my little corner of my baby's heart
In whose whole world the cosmos dance
I call for THAT through his waving hands, stretching
Walk the velvety walk outstepping the legs
'm safe in my not understanding
Down comes the BIG-BIG things
Which play with my fearlessness
I can command the mountains to move
I can order clouds to orb me around
All who make believe to be dumb
Comes cripping in all splendour
Leaves, Breeze, Rain, Rainbow ...
Juggle in to my approach
I play the play
The truth, where no fetters abound
Where slavery gets no chance
The freedom dance hand in hand

GREATNESS

Thy greatness, thy all; 
Comes to my fore
Most humbly I stoop 
To beg for an honour 
In meeting thee
As ever and fore-ever 
My drooping stands 
At thy door

Please tranquilize
The essence of mine
Glance the demeanour
Which pine for thee
Thy one touch
Crank through every pore
Drenched with joy
The bud spread its petals
The mountain wear snow crown
The feathered friends chirrp
The cotton clouds soak the heat
The velvety the green path
The ocean dance
Conjoin the creation
Why seperation in
Birth and death
Thy greatness,
THY ALL!
Comes to my fore.

THE PLINTH

Unmindfull of the weakness
Strength stands erect
To be layed down
Orchestrated around
In an unfathomable fable
That he once was great
And did not heed the thought
That his standing on plinth Was
Not made of stone

MURKY SOJOURN

Moist with murky sojourn
Journey transponds to
The Call eternal!
Garb unspoken
The mist sublimate

Dearth of evidence
Is not my daunting
Death the companion
I desire not
When compassion out flow
From thy Divinity

Defy not thy opulence
Hey Lord!
Only in thy wait
I blink not
Not the living
But the wetness
I desire
At every steps
Of my stay!

Unkempt desire
Auger in my soul
A hole which
Transpires through breath

Up till when
As all forlorn
Escape I from this
Murky sojourn HERE!

Thy Call

Only in thy call
I stand erect
Otherwise who is there to revive me

Askance is not the words
Which comes into myself
It came from where I know not

Only in thy faith
My reason speaks
Otherwise muted I lay aside

Pale of peace I become
Rumble dumble
when I hear around

Darkness which lightens not
Wait which wavers not
All looks distant in a distance

Only in thy call
Casabianca perished
Tied with faithful heart

Only in thy call
I rest assured
Otherwise obituary waits the epitaph

Oh! Thy Call!!

Aether

In whose touch the ripples
Embark on a journey
Breathing all along
The beat of the heart

Sigh not the sound
Alas! will woke from slumber
Caress with thy stroke of hands
The tenderness of thy touch

Purposefully the breeze blows
Quenching the thirst of hunger
Nought but all sustain its existence
In the coolness of void

O there! All gets submerge
Into the heave of heaven.
Do we still need to breath
The aether down above!

VOID WHISPERS

If void whispers,
Where comes the urge
To hear the voice!

Tied the tide of emptiness
From one bank to the other shore
Neither the ends, end the story!

Fresh the story starts always
In all its faithfullness
As if, is born today

Methinks, mirror
Is the reflection par Divine
Which hid itself from front

In totality!
One call from THERE;
Ends the summery.

Ashes only are left
To mark the significant time
And are reduced to Null

Salvage the silence
From the wreck of life
In whose polarity SOS resides