did seasons ever betray the faith of seeds in the soil
why did then sun change its axis
andlet new forms of shadows emerge
curiosity, concern, compassion and collaboration
did seasons ever betray the faith of seeds in the soil
why did then sun change its axis
andlet new forms of shadows emerge
why should rainbow in your eyes seek cover of clouds today
celebrate, be happy
share your joy with all those
who have found in you
a tree on which they hang
the threads of their faith
sneha panapey, kuchh moh ghat jayey
hriday na kampit ho, dhara bah jaayey
nayanon mein vishwas paley
pairon ko chlaney mein na koi badha aayey
jao door kahin, jao ab saathi,
mat dhundo mastool yahan
hawa naw ko ab kaisey le jaayey
na leheron ki chinta
na koi dhaga ab milta
khul gayi hai mala
kaun bikhrey moti
ab phir se un mein pairayey
when did silence rupture the meditations of a lake
lost in the whirlpool of thoughts
the boat was nervous
whther to sink, swim or just float
but then the hole in its bottom
was covered by you
folded hands blocking the leak were frozen
let me burn
so that your hands can be warmed
do not mind the smoke of burning dreams
you will not understand
why do i wait for the sounds of bells
in the temple so far away
but then you have not touched a moist soil
and have not smelled its aroma
you have not seen freshly bathed banks
of a river
i have
did you see a rainbow fractured by my faith
i was unable to let the mist decide when it will
let rainbow emerge
in the sky that seemed
so dark that any light
no matter how rerfracted
would hardly have escaped
its resolve to retain all that it could possess
but then it gave way
and i lost
why did it give way
when arguments defeat the purpose
when the trapeze is loosened in between the circus
one can not ask for more
one just lives on
and hopes
that arguments will evolve
slowly and slowly into a rumination
may the new year bring new hopes,
not only for you or those you know or love or care for
but also for those who you do not know, as yet
but who deserve your love, faith and concern ever more
——– the creative knowledge- rich economically poor people,
pl be part of honey bee network AND contribute towards making India a Compassionate, creative and collaborative society
why would i be chasing a mirage in my own mind
some times you appear brute and some times every kind
why do i sleep so little, and remain inside so tired
is it that only when we are fatigued, our defenses are down
some see me as a saint and to some, i am a clown
why do i lose the sens e of my being
after all, are not you all
pat of my own spirit,
your imperfections are mine own
your arrogance is a reflection of my own
if i did not ket you return
all the ‘i owe yous’
it was n ot because i di dnot want to be compensated
but just that
unredeemed IOUs
might offer more tempting
horizon
to crave for