I do not want, the one I see
I love the one, that you are
I will not touch, that standing here
I have immersed, into your life
I am not listening, to your voice acclaimed
I have absorbed, your whispering smile
I have it all, but still tread lone
I got it all, but not heart-long
In front of well, I am standing parched
Come, Into Me, To quench my thirst
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Siva
Vairagya Devata, I bow to you
With moon on mane, when in Tandav you created
Tremor mightier, than the Vajra of Indra
You kept precise balance, and hence in qualities abound
As in dance, so too in Life
You have riches, yet stay simple
Intelligence, yet not judge
You are awed at, yet stay quiet
You have power, yet meditate most
As Kaalahasthishwara, you are death
As Vishvanatha, you are the master
As Neelakanta, you are the saviour
Siva Sankara, you are the One
The source, of this mystery supreme
With moon on mane, when in Tandav you created
Tremor mightier, than the Vajra of Indra
You kept precise balance, and hence in qualities abound
As in dance, so too in Life
You have riches, yet stay simple
Intelligence, yet not judge
You are awed at, yet stay quiet
You have power, yet meditate most
As Kaalahasthishwara, you are death
As Vishvanatha, you are the master
As Neelakanta, you are the saviour
Siva Sankara, you are the One
The source, of this mystery supreme
Monday, March 05, 2007
Mystery of Life
There are many routes to success, if one plans and strives
I need set goals to achieve, purposes in life
What leads and guides these seagulls, that glide on evening skies
For the ocean is ever-vast, and there soon will be darkness
I have always looked for balance, to live all of life just right
Am I asking for too much, or have I missed the flight
Soapy water in drains, as a serpent slithers
That way this life has flown, led by wind that time has blown
I need set goals to achieve, purposes in life
What leads and guides these seagulls, that glide on evening skies
For the ocean is ever-vast, and there soon will be darkness
I have always looked for balance, to live all of life just right
Am I asking for too much, or have I missed the flight
Soapy water in drains, as a serpent slithers
That way this life has flown, led by wind that time has blown
An Early Morning
Fresh green morning, smell of coffee in the air
Lazy legs stretched in boredom, with all the time to spare
The mind is silent, but feasting eyes at mountains stare
How long will hide, I wait and smile, and there
At first a chary peek, and then the radiant face
Out comes the grand, the mighty shining
To bathe me in, an abundance of gold
Lazy legs stretched in boredom, with all the time to spare
The mind is silent, but feasting eyes at mountains stare
How long will hide, I wait and smile, and there
At first a chary peek, and then the radiant face
Out comes the grand, the mighty shining
To bathe me in, an abundance of gold
A Dormant Search
During times as such, when I look out for you
I have seen you in purity, in water and in green
The days go by, in duties and chores
But tired evenings give rise, to a pang and a sigh
In my search for you, I perhaps loved so many
I searched you in their eyes, their voice and their smile
Perhaps its an illusion, you are with me all through
Perhaps its not time, we will hold hands when that arrives
I meditate on Shiva, on Vishnu and Vagishwari
Although my eyes stay open, my mind travels far
I dream of a home with you, as my presiding deity
Of our embraced walk, unto a sunset beautiful
I have seen you in purity, in water and in green
The days go by, in duties and chores
But tired evenings give rise, to a pang and a sigh
In my search for you, I perhaps loved so many
I searched you in their eyes, their voice and their smile
Perhaps its an illusion, you are with me all through
Perhaps its not time, we will hold hands when that arrives
I meditate on Shiva, on Vishnu and Vagishwari
Although my eyes stay open, my mind travels far
I dream of a home with you, as my presiding deity
Of our embraced walk, unto a sunset beautiful
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