Month: February 2007

why should tree trunk regret the cracks

why should it celebrate the new leaves

why should i miss the leaves that fell

and flew away

why should it hesitate in withering away

why should it not

just grow for ever

so that nothing can ever live again

live with the death

else, you will not exist any more

WHEN THE SLEIGHT OF HAND WAS CAUGHT

the games i played

to lose and lose again and again

became apparent to you

when you found the tricks i tried

to lose in life

now that you know

i do not intend to win any  more

will u tell me

why did you let me loose everytime

when i am returnng from office

at this hour

when the devotees have started singing hymns

in prayer to god

and you, o wind seem in rush

pl stop for

a while

and pause

let her hairs be still

lest she finds

one more reason for tying them

ho will u fight her then

when no hair will be found in the soup
the kitchen will not be

on unrest

let her keep her hairs loose

let some of them part company

and join you

where will the waves go
the banks are eroded
and the sand does not shine any more
rays rebound
the smiles abound
and yet the pain has a few games to score

every storm -passes
so does the day into  night
but then some things stay still,
the stars which only fade away when sun
insists on taking all the space
but once it is tired
they have a chance to say
their part
in the play
who knows the end
why should one know the end
next is the moment
which will embrace the
fires, untold, unfelt, unseen

fear of being found out
in love with my reflection
i broke the mirror
but with many more images now around me, scattered
all over, i had realized
i was not afraid
of my reflections
nor of the pain
of finding out so many variants
i was actually afraid
of finding in me, the truth
of Your presence