nothing comes for free

like everything in life
love has its price too
its tagged
with promise to be
when all and everyone
choose to forsake
in prickly heat of sun
where own shadow
is shy
of being seen
or be in another's vision
at a time when calamity
calls upon
penury lingers
chill pierces through bone
and there's no one
to whom to turn
to cuddle up for warmth -
that's when beloved
asks to be paid
with more than a dimes worth
more than any money
it asks for strength
and a conviction
to standby
without remorse and chin high.

Who am I?....

Each time Nisaragadata's question

Touched my tympanum -

Mind buckled

Consciousness expanded

To bring in bliss

The bliss of sheer being;

I am one of many

A miracle amidst seven billion

Awaiting to be manifest

To potential, 

that's been gifted

Sat-Chit-Ananda

It's tat sat of every life divine

Including mine.

Why should I strife

To be constant - never more 

Nor less

When change is the unwritten rule

Explicit in nature.

सच है
उन का रंग बिरंगा गोला
कुछ यूं है उछाला तुमने
कि उस के इक सिरे को पकडे
आदमज़ाद बस उलझते जूझते
अरमानों की पेंचों में थिरकते
खींचे चले आते हैं
एक दुसरे से जुटे
तुम्हारी ओर
की बस यही कशिश
लीला और रास
जिए जाने की चाहत का अहसास
बस तुम्हारे हाथों की जुंबिश
का ताबेदार है
जहाँ दूसरा सिरा
तुम्हारी पकड़ ने धरा है।

I've always believed
in the greatness in magnitude
of the greater good
that dwells amongst
inhabitants of this earth,
...so whats changed
i wonder
as waves after waves
of awakened consciousness
knock the door
of my diminutive  form
each and every day?


intuition turns on its side
in lockroom of my head
it gently whispers -
its call of Divine
as time and space pull
every created kind
to the Grand Finale
He has lifted now veil
turned on green signal
allowing one truth
to enjoin with other
enhancing its strength
in preparation for
whats to come
when it has to meet
head on in collision
the lure of untrue soul
its sign
to be steady and sharp
be open in vision
to receive whats under
for time and tide
wait for none!

Today I just want to listen

To you, him or her

For there's nothing of worth

To speak to any

All I had was broth 

Of succulent tales

That ego had woven

To set strong illusion forth

And now that its gone

Pain lingers ....

Yet I want to savour

The remains 

of what once was alone

I, me, mine

Of my existence

Arabian Sea and Me

I needed to share
Today with someone
Who understood
What's common
Between Arabian Sea
And me-
We both hang in motion
Between earth
And ever so deep ocean
As if in this restlessness
We'll find
Our one and only truth.p

Indispensability

World goes on
Whether you choose
To sing or dance
Or to sleep
Say so long....
No one needs
Anyone here
For all that's needed
For universe
Is always there
And moreover
There's more...
In abundance
Life waits with patience
To become manifest
As you take leave
And make
Your final bow
The Royal decree
Reaches to pour
Out of another
Present soul.

चलो ढूंढते हैं साथ मिलके
वोह राह जो गुज़रती है
आवारा बादलों से लिपटती है
और फिर लापरवाह सी ससरती है
सप्तरंगे इन्द्रधनुष से उतरती है
उस क्षितिज के आँगन में
जहाँ सुकून और साथ के सिवा
कुछ भी नही।

Pain -
it's been my companion 
for a while now
so much a part of me
it makes me see
befriend life
listen and smile 
Every day on its terms
with detachment.