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Don’t take rest
Said the driver
Of the road
Which went to a workshop
Road travelled, passengers stood still
As if one floats on flowing river
But how does one take rest
Driver tells me now
Keep working,
Don’t look out of the window
Keep working
But then he tells me
Sleeping is necessary
Spending time with friends
Is necessary, he reminds
And don’t grudge that
But don’t take rest
Says a driver with in
Now who To listen

When the bloom claims the right
To spread the seeds
In gardens ploughed
But also the untilled roadside
It matters little
If the rains are around the corner
Or not
For the hot sun is vying
To regain
The shadows of all the burned trees
In the fire
Of fury
Of forsaken words
Broken promises
And all the sworn
Curses thrown at the
Altar of the goddess
Of revenge and rancour
The painful reminders
Of threats to declare
Why bruised ego
May spread the molten lawa
Of volcanic eruptions
Far and wide
The fears have given way
The truth doesn’t hold sway

…………..

Do I care
Because I want to consume
The nectar of a flower
Showering its aroma all around
Or is it the pungency
Of a poignant prayer
That has gone sour
Why can’t we share the space
Between known and unknown
Said and unsaid
Touched and untouched
As a sacred vow
Of silence
The moment one says
It
The sound escapes
Vow is broken
Tears swell
And banks shiver

Do you want
Precautious predators
Of pious intentions to
Devour all that exists between
Calm
Quiet
Serene
Silence
And claimed ownership of
A shared corridor
That can not be partitioned
Decide
Determine
Desire and
Destroy

Many times we don’t keep
The distances safe
Lest journey to the temple remains sacred
We are not able to ask
Whether kindness should encashed
Or the crackles of dry leaves
Be quietened
By composting all of them

Dont throw stars at me
In a dark night
Who knows which sparkle shows the way
To which dream
Anonymously
Why should the darkness
Engulf the lighted embers
Even if to keep the night warm

maa kaali tum to bas waisi hi ho
jasi tum thi sada wahin
kuchh anmayask
kuchh nischint
nirvighn ho tumhari pooja
iske lieye
hi to mainey pooccha
kya poori karun ab pooja
ya adhoori rakh
is aaradhana ko,
rahu wahin, thoda baichain,
janey bina ki tumko
kya laga, kya hua swagat
kya mila chain

when one needs to dissolve a bit,
may be without stirring the pot
may be without having to wait for the breeze
to disturb the peace
of the surface
when one does not say it all,
the unresolved, undissolved lumps of sugar
stay till the end
last sip becomes sweeter,
do u like to keep it that way

are emotions ever wasted?
dont they create meteoritic shower
once in a while
illuminating dark sky
when there is only hope in burning desires
that have been distilled
through devotion
but is devotion devoid of possessive passions
what if we cling too strongly, afraid to lose
we tighten the hold
stifling the freedom to fall
one’s own esteem
for good, but then who will fathom the intrigues
of clever mind
always inventive
always elusive
lest heart feels suffocated, stop
stop
asks the cloud left alone
flying on the wings of waves
but then will it stop
may be it will

compassion of a convex mirror
inflated images
heightened anxieties
wasted emotions
invested hopes
what a colossus mountain
made of a mole hill
all because of fear of rejection
but is faith so fragile
why do we test the trust
on the fire of vengeance

dont know
if the bruises of the possessive
assault
or stains of singularly
in seeing only one side of truth
will wash easily
will try to erase the marks
let us see, if some thing better comes
out of it
what will i gain
by eroding
the banks of a river
which is already overflowing