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koi maney ya na maney, lekin gunhaon ka karobar koi
kasiey karey
mainey diya tha diye mein, apni aahon ka tel
lekin baati jab chuk jaye to andherey se pyar koi
kaisey karey

Tulsi 12

Look, do not ask

Why the tired gate

Of hers indicates the

Story of past

When she traveled long distance

To reach the lighthouse

Only to learn that the ship had changed its course

Now the ship has anchored in her

Preferred yard

The leaves of yours need to be spread

All around

To announce that

She has boarded her ship

And waves have taken her in their arms

Taking care to comfort her

When in the mid sea

Waves are mindlessly searching the

Remnants of shore

As if

You will keep

The imprint of the seed

From which you grew

On every branch

Tulsi 11

The storm was strong

Uprooting many trees

And laying the foundation

Of a uncovered breach

In the heart of a bridge

That connected the world here

And there,

I still come to you

To  pour water at sun rise

And pray,

Will the stains of my sins

Be washed by the dew

That your leaves collected

Today morning

Will they remain

As testimony of my marriage

With the memories

Of your flowers

Enchanting all the bees

Including the ones

Which chose the altar of my temple

For crafting the comb

Tulsi 10

shall I put some leaves

In the charanamrat

That the priest will offer

When I will pass away

Soon

From this world

Unsung and quietly

The body will take time

To be dissolved but the spirit is ready

To escape

Into the jungle of divine

Light

And the bushes

Of basil

Do not ask me to tell

Why am I so still

Tulsi 9

You scatter your seeds

So generously

Around

Ask me if I find peace

Under your shade

And like a small squirrel

I just raise my head

Look around

Smile and rush to pick some

Seeds and take

These to my burrow

For the day

When there will be barbed wire around you

After all the time is changing

And squirrels are not granted

The right to move around

In the garden of graceful flowers

All willing to shed their seeds

If only the gardener will listen

And let the gates be open

Now

And for ever

Tulsi 8

The stream is a bit muddy

The tillers have ploughed the land

You, growing on the road side

Do not care

Because my tears

Irrigate your roots

Every day

When I come to ask you

Why did you leave me

Like this,

A stone unbroken

Comes in the way, till

The tiller picks it up

And piles on a bund

I wish I was pulverized

Thoroughly

And so powdered

Would have become a speck of light soil

Flying with the breeze

Covering your leaves

Protecting them from unwanted

Tulsi 7

Will the soil beneath your roots

Have space for breathing

undisturbed

Are u asleep

Should I hold my breath

Lest you wake up

And ask

Why did I keep standing

Whole night

But then u know

It is not the last time

Nor the first

When I stay awake

Hoping that you will remember

I have prayed to see you growing

And cover you with my arms

When it is cold

And your leaves may get wrinkled

tulsi 6

yearning for your aroma

fragrance  of  your flowers

dark purple leaves

and greenish shades of dryness

I am not sure

If the stillness inside my spirit

Will hold

When I touch your feet

And embrace them to my heart fill

You will shirk them away,

Ask me to stand up

But by then your blessings will come true

Frozen feet will be cut there

And remain as a pot

In which you will grow

For ever in the eyes of devotees

But no one will know

The claims of my conscience

Deep, distilled like the vapours of

An ethereal effervescence

May   17, 2006

Tulsi 5

The barren hill tops

lush green valley

do u know

how did creepers did the tally

of the fallen stars and

the blinking eyes

that were all set at your feet

full of devotion and deep sighs

how else can one worship

and also pray

that wishes remain incomplete

so that no body can say

he got more than what he gave

now, that the time has taken

the toll, save

u can not even grant

a boon, I wish

it will be now be forsaken

Tulsi -4

When in the sacred grove

Of the village

I saw you growing

Uncared and untended

Wild and worriless

I discovered right then

The secret of your pervasivenss

You can

If you wish

Cleanse the air that

I breathe

And soften the soil on which I walk

But you can

If you wish,

only if you wish