anil gupta's blog

when the seed sprouted inside me
i could not decide
what to do
let it outgrow me
and then digest me as its manure
or let it remain inside
like a hope
dormant but
full of potential

i am still undecided

Say
Whatever
Remind every time
You meet
That exchanges took place
Symmetrical these were
But who can question
Your calling them
Else

I am sad
Not because
I failed
In communicating simple truths
I m sad because
I couldn’t help you grow as much as I i wanted
But I haven’t given up yet
May be I will observe you growing
Inspite of me

Nothing more could be done
Surrendered the serenity
Picked up
The leftover chaos
Hoped that it will wipe away
Expectation of order
But that is not happening
May be the chaos
Hasn’t reached its limits

Memories are very rich
But the sieve is broken
They are not filtered any more
That’s why truth
Is accessible

Ambivalence assured
No question need be asked
Just flow
Be true to yourself
Admit lapses
Overwritten synapses
There is a misswired connection
Nothing can be done
Coffee is ready
Aroma will work
Don’t claim
New territory
Abandon all designs
Just fade away

It adorned your forehead
But now
Somehow
I see it scattered over the sky
In the rays of setting sun
In the volcanic eyes
In the smouldering
Fire of unmet desires
In the anger
Wasted over don’t know
Whys
I see it
In the footprints of
A devotee
I see it in the corners of your eyes
Tired
Without much sleep
I see it In the boil
On your lips
I see it in every wound
You inflicted in my sky
But it’s forgiven
Fly
Scatter your grace