mind, as if it matters
mind, as if it matters
the mercy may be celebrated
they acknolwedged our feet
and chained our hands
to the hammers that break stones
for keeping us alive was a necessity
death destabilises
hunger mobilises
it gives hope
for those who rule
will some day find
difficult to cope
with their reasons, they have always tried
to justify menial over mental
as the only choice ahead
for do not we actually, think,
they just, do
and thats what we call
the paradox of persistence
with ideas, that have driven
many to despair
but some will defy,
and cause ruptures
that will be difficult to repair
will u now stir
tea in your cup
lest the creamy layer
obstructs
the smooth sip
and spoils the joy
of an intellectual
whose monopoly over the mind
has for millenia
explained
why he prospered, got recognised,
when the subjects just, struggled
inertia legitimises cynicism, and the latter justifies indifference, hope lies in assertion, effort matters.
ways of kn0wing, feeling and doing
what we know but donot feel any thing about, we know less. What we know and feel but do not do any thing, we know even less.
why do i keep awake, when the world sleeps peacefully
why do i keep awake,
when the world sleeps peacefully
what is the anxiety
what is the worry
whose pain is central to the being
and whose vulnerabilities are calling for change
in our ways of knowing, feeling and doing
has the mix gone wrong
or have i lost my way
a drop of rain fell in an ocean
a drop of rain fell in an ocean
unable to persuade any wave
to change its course
it just stayed still
and then slowly sun rose
and carried it away
from the swollen arms of the ocean
to the sky
why do u cry
when the garden of curses blooms
when the garden of curses blooms
my friends do not know what i sowed
and what will i harvest now
but then soon, it will rain
and new growth of seeds
of smiles scattered all over
will flourish
may be the crevices of life
in which curses grew
may heal, by then
when floating on the surface will woe
annihilating the surface
on which scratches
stay
like stains of love
i ask,
if this is what one seeks
dissolution when
precipation will do
and siltation
when floating on the surface will woe
the waves
that are undecided
whther to be burried on the shore
or remain at the core
of the deep
enigmatic sea
nyaya nahin par ho paya
nayaya nahin par ho paya
kanton ko dil se bahut lagaya
ummeedon ka baag ugaya
phir bhi man to soona paya
nyaya nahin par ho paya
jo bhi mila sneha ka poorak
jisney bhi tha ashrya paya
pedon ney hi need sukhaya
amarbel ko mila swapno ka saya
nayay nahin par ho paya
socha bantu dard sabhi ka
chain nahin par de paya
jo bhi kiya raha adhoora
darad ka marham ruh kp lagaya
nayaya nahin par ho paya
throw more pebbles at me
have been gathering
pebbles thrown at me
for being uncaring, unmindful
and indifferent
now my bag has still some space
pl throw at me more such pebbles
who knows
some might break my impervious layer
and some just leave their imprints
on the bare
heart and soul
squeezed of all care