curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
a lone lilly
in my garden
is a testimony
to the tears
that irrigated
all the cherries
that are blooming now
far away
around a lake
where i had walked
when all the trees were in bloom
but now a lone lilly
is quietly
helping me
sustain my hope
that other seedlings
will not grudge its bloom
those moments,
fallen leaves
walk through a jungle
and then suddent sight
of an embrace, natural,
but aren’t embraces always natural
perhaps not,
when accounts are settled
then these could
only be an entry
in a double entry book
of accounts
who did what
but nothing natural
manifests then,
walk
slowly
i have told you so many times,
walk slowly
as if you really intend to catch up
no, nobody can catch up
in this walk
i have to walk alone
o, tree
did you also try to walk
in this jungle once
and then you could not leave
your shadow
thats why
this embrace
ah!
A Dried leaf at my door waited in vain
for a whiff of air
that might blow it
in your hair
but then leaves are destined to decompose
unless they are saved in the intimate folds
of a book
of stories
which narrate
how in market of IOUs,
accounts of every touch, feel and smell
are displayed
may be my breaths are slow enough
to to let this leaf
lie there
for a while
till
more curses
in places of caresses pile
A river was flowing
Happily
Then suddenly an earthquake
Fractured its base
It got drained
Completely
Now that clouds hover in the sky
It is reconciling to
Flow again
So what if
Only intermittently
drained the leftovers,
sedimented truth
of life
will not become compost so soon,
but one has to keep trying
aroma of the coffee will stay
stains on the fragile scarf may not stay
i will do with what stays
and live without what goes away
isnt that one rule of life
which will keep us sane?
prayers will accompany the stains
drains
and the multitudes of life
which
work on the leftovers to let
them manure
the trees under which you may
save yourself
from scorching sun and some fatigue
The curved candle
Naturally it will
Burn faster
But your insistence to hold it like that
Will
Prevail
Blue obelisk
Is your gift
I will always KEeP with me
Soaked in poison
It was kept ready
To be installed
On my grave
Now that you are ready
Let me go
with pain interspersed with love
what is more
isn’t it the character of love
patchwork of pauses
It will not be necessary
For you to remember any IOUs
These become meaningless if
One has to make an effort to remember
The effortlessness Is the essence
Rest is burden
Go and celebrate your freedom
From the ugly web of transactions
Without purpose sometimes
And sometimes for purpose
That you have abandoned long ago
Go
The moon is silent today
Dogs are barking
They are not in a mood to play
The gardener is still awake
Don’t feed these dogs too much,
He says, they begin to expect too much
But then
Don’t we all do the same ?
Moon is speaking up
Dogs are quiet now