Category: poetry

Each with its own quota of insanity

 

 

You said I divide my life in spaces

Separate from each other

Each with its own quota of insanity

But also specific norms that are sanctified

By the urge to keep them separate

True I do that

But why do I do that

Honesty is not some thing you doubt

It is also not some thing I will ever violate

And yet I falter

You falter

We all falter

But the nature does not often

And even when it does

Like an autopoesis design

It corrects itself incrementally

As we do all the time always

But imperfectly

Some times half heartedly

Denying it and yet doing it

Let us resolve

To pursue  insanity

Wholeheartedly

 

touch becomes a touchstone

 

wHen does a touch becomes a touchstone

when it creates a moment into a monument

of serenity that defies a definition

donot ask me why does that happen

do not ask why should that happen

the moments of love are always undefined

and any effort to measure them will make them evaporate

do not just let them go away

like the particles of dust in a storm

that made the ship of your dreams go astray

but what is important

is to have a dream

and actually many dreams

no matter how many gather dust

when you go away

for ever and ever away

from here there and everywhere

 

 

We can not win on all fronts

 

When i could not be with you my son

I have thought and thought very deeply

About the faith that you put in some one

Who could not rise to your expectation

Forgive her

Forgive yourself

And take charge of life

We can not win on all fronts

We have never done that

To be a good human being is no less a challenge

And let us just focus on that

Let my prayers be with you

Whenever you see your son

Tell him that there is a lot of love

In this world

For him to partake

Never should he be stingy in giving away

Whatever he loves

Just in order to make others happy

Meaningful in their pursuits

Without a need to justify

Without a need to defend

But just be always

A good friend

a very good friend

 

April 3, 2009

jab akeley chalti ho

 

Tum kamjor jab akeley chalti ho

Kabhi kisi ko, kabhi kisee aur ko pakadti ho

Lekin ek nishtha aur wishwas hai, jisko saath sada rakhti ho

Kya uska samman hua

Iski kahan chinta me padti ho,

 Lagatar,bas, lagi ho is abhiyan mein

Kaise sudh lo meri

Kaise karo mera jeevan sarthak

Kaise kshama karo

Un sab kshano ke lieye mujhey

Jinmeein poora, pora ka poora samarpan

Jo hona tha tumhari chaukhat par,

Na hua, na hua poora

Lekin bahut adhura bhi na laga tumko

i devoured all that i could

in a way that there were long paths

connecting my world with

in which you live,

but then i had an old tree trunk to explore

now you copmplain that why did i do

such a good job

did not leave any trace of tree

but in every grain of my hill

which you rever otherwise

is not that tree always present

did it matter

whether i waited or went away

the river did not stop

flowing nor the banks gave way

what if some waves lost their way

and started appearing in my eyes

but then no body saw them

when they overflew

i got up suddenly

a bird started chirping

too early in the morning

as if sun had risen early

or may be she forgot to tell me some thing last night

she will not be at rest

till she told me

and then when i got up

and wanted to listen

she would not tell

is that how birds begin their day

when they are unsettled

when i cant give enough

and you would not resist enough to accept

the exchange gets stuck

who will then dare gift

what he only believes  will be given

just for asking,

but is that why

it is not valuable enough?

when the roads merge

and the sky bends

who cares if the winds blow this side

or the other

so long as we know

dried leaves will be blown away to nourish

roots of some new saplings

planted by some one

in memory of the tulips

that were offered at the altar

women dont struggle in vain

not when they are alone

even if they  have to be ressucitated

every time their bodies are  about to give up

their spirit has endured for centuries

negotiations  around empty spaces