Let me go

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

Rest is burden

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

Moon is silent today

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

wasted tears dont not tend the garden

why did you think
shrubs will blossom
if irrigated with tears
wasted
in memories of moments
that only make you feel
how generous one can be
with one follies
rise
sparkle
tend your garden with your sweat
shrubs will blossom again
try

Celebrate the flowering

Celebrate the flowering
Of a bud
So dormant
Or
was it
That the
Manure of meaninglessness
Wasn’t available much?
Seeking to control
The Air and light,
Did you let
The bud suppress its will to flower?

Now let it glow
On a sea shore
Let it show
How well it can dance
And forget
The follies of yesteryears

why doubt His decision

Death can’t be avoided, but may b v can make it descent,
but that’s not easy when we r burdened with so much already

Death can’t be reasoned,
like a meaningless whorl
we just listen to it,
celebrate it or absorb it

death has no eason
why blame any one
any reason could be good enough
do we trust HIm or not
if we do,
then why doubt His decision

let us celebrate our defeats

submitting all of you
every time
you got short changed
i understand
i can feel
the pain
that this can cause
but is it the way to seek meaning in life
should we dissolve all of us so often,
will solvent not take away
ephemerals
will the essence not evaporate
how do we retain that
without holding back too much
seems the challenge
and it is not necessary
we win this challenge every time
let us celebrate our defeats

Puncture the tube of my happiness

Slow down
Sit down
Listen
The pain has been quite severe
You may not know how
The crackle sound of dry leaves
On which you walked once
Has stayed with me
And I will keep recalling it
Whenever I need to puncture
My tube of happiness