How long is from bud to bloom,
How long is from wish to desire,
How long is from thought to action,
That’s how long for heart and mind,
To realize the passion of heart in mind
Who is she
She sees you in her…who is she
She speaks in voice within…
She walks your path in stride..
She concludes your untold tales…
She sees you in her…who is she
She shares your soul’s realm
She speaks your soul’s speculations
She sees you in her… who is she
She is the soul within u
Knew
Mind games and the games bees play,
Mind not.. for games not here to stay.
Empty empathy offers console,
Emphatic empathy kindles reason.
Reason knows changes are constant,
Reasoning knew throbbing heart awaits the bloom.
Where is Freedom
The crack of dawn.. still and serene,
The magpie’s song.. floating with the breeze.
Free to fly and roam the sky,
Oh!..How I wish I too could fly.!!!
Eggs unravels the chicks that would soar,
Emotions and passions bind us galore.
Guided by instinct the bird takes to sky,
Goaded by bondage.. oh! how could we fly ? ?
For all I know..if only freedom was free
Freedom to choose .. shall not have “bonds” as fee…
Traceless…
Hasteless pace
………..progressed by highs,
Pageless epic
………..perceived by eyes,
Traceless emotions
………..dribbles like a (snow)flake,
Timeless passion
………..floods like a (snow)fall.
May Be…
Throbbing of thoughts….
may be to remind …….
of divine presence forgtten.
Sobbing over thoughts.. …
may be to remind …….
of divine intervention present.
Lost, to be able to last……
may be to remind ….
of divine visions veiled.
Joy over love in life…….
may be to remind …….
of divine existence within.
A Little Knock
A little knock on your window pane,
A little song to wipe your pain.
A little whiff from the woods beyond,
A little trek with the dreams to behold .
A little knock on your window pane,
A little song to wipe your pain.
New Dawn
Playful breeze form far off shores,
Pass over dormant waters,
Bearing wishes and wills good,
Blowing away the pensive mood.
Wandering clouds hovers above,
Waits for your presence beneath,
Wanting to share the warmth,
Warmth of a new beginning on a new dawn.
Undisturbed
Wick and wind tap and dance,
Wandering eyes halt and glance,
Flickering flame, flames us within,
Fondling notions in undisturbed reflection.
Oneness ! ! !
Contemplating in silence within
Oblivious to the stillness around
Ignoring the conundrum around
Realizing oneness in one’s within