where will you go?
it is here that you belong
Just, be
If it’s time that we measure ;
Then who measures the shadows
Which tell us, what is there to see
Let us just pause
And, be!
#poem
will the rain wash all stains?
it is raining outside heavily here
but stains are deep inside
will it permeate inside
will it dissolve all the stains
with so much acid it brings from the sky
but no, the chimneys are not yet in full bloom
the fumes are subdued
acid is diluted
stains are deep
you were far too busy
you did not have enough time for me,
so i exited
do u have more time to focus on your work?
is your concentration better?
are you more equipped with your self?
a fire kindled in the ocean
with water all around
drains are clogged
where would it go?
asked my nerves
mining minefiled of memories
excavator was blunt
it did not reach deep enough
where i could have located remnants
of incomplete conversations
charges which i did not reply to
may i sharpen it
by rubbing it with the sandstone of suffering??
forest of inner voides
Could you not pursue #shodhyatra this year? Asked she.
I said, “didnot u see me wandering in the forest of inner voids without a lamp of devotion- sadhana?”