Happy New Year

In heart and mind
Do we construe
A thousand thoughts
And Bid Adieu
To the year gone by
And welcome Anew!
A vibrant start
Recycled dreams
With regrets we part
Fresh stories we brew
Awakened in mind and spirit like fire
Raging courage we find
To soar even higher
Beyond imagination
and the Realm of the Real
Infinite possibilities abound
Life's tone - surreal!

Prisoner

A Prisoner
Enslaved by dogma
By the hand that rocks the cradle
By the man who swayed the scepter
By a norm that sets Boundary
A Prisoner
Spiraling down the thorny labyrinth
Entangled
Ropes of Ignorance
Running around in Circles
Screaming in vain
None can hear your pain
Prisoner!
Cocooned in thoughts
Fires of Anger
The serpent of Past Memory
Coils Body
Torn Apart
In the Eerie Darkness
Not a buoy ahead
Not a light in sight
A Pri-son-er!

Metamorphosis

A progressive fall into nothingness
Where neither thought nor fear abound
Rhythmic systole and diastole
My heart like a sleeping tigress pounds

Nowhere to go but here,
The Solemn peace of the cosmos resounds,
Helical-ly curling around our mortal bodies
The depth of our being knows no bounds!

A touch so tender, a warmth so soft,
Into a cozy grove i morph,
And rest there do i gleefully,
Wishing the moment lasts eternally

Engulfed by a subtle whirl,
Of love, so new, so deep,
Emanating from another world,
Beyond the limits of want or need,
Like a drop of nectar from the divine seed!

Two becomes one,
The Ego is shed,
No more rests anger,
or fear or dread,
The peace of a million ages lost,
Renders itself manifest in us


In us we find ourselves - long lost
Renewed souls, old habits cast,
Into the embers of a fading past,
Hoping, 'forever' the union lasts

Every moment in time stands still
Past hurt and sorrow rendered nil
No space for thought, no room for pain
Attempts at reasoning all in vain

In love, we find our purpose
In love, we find each others' pulse
In love, our whole lives make sense
In love, we find a place to dwell
In love, ceases time and hell
In LOVE .......................... :)

THE THIRD EYE

“Encumbered forever by desire and ambition, there’s a hunger still unsatisfied” – words of wisdom uttered by David Gilmore, at the end of his journey as the front man of one of the world’s most famous bands – Pink Floyd. We often wonder what prompted a man of this magnitude to make such a severely disillusioning statement. Gilmore had everything going for him. At least everything that is considered important by worldly standards. He had enormous amounts of fame, money, adoration, admiration, success and anything else that the human mind could conceive as success. And yet, he remained dissatisfied. What then is true happiness? What is success, what is true contentment? These questions have been gnawing our minds for a while now forcing us to ask the most fundamental question of all time – WHAT IS LIFE and WHAT IS IT’S PURPOSE?
Ever since I was a child I felt torn between two states of being. One state that was ever changing based on my thoughts and feelings. As a three year old I tasted my first ever chocolate. This induced a nice and happy ‘feeling’ in me. I associated chocolates with that happy feeling and registered a thought that chocolate would be the source of my contentment. Also, I had my first taste of being punished by my mother for breaking a toy. I felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness, guilt and pain at being punished. I registered a thought that I should behave a certain way with my mother in order to avoid feeling that pain again. Thus, began the formation of what I call my ‘personality’. Through every stage of life I kept forming thoughts or what I call mindsets. On examining these ‘mindsets’ I realize that every mind set was created in order to avoid experiencing a bad feeling (anger, guilt, pain, sorrow) or to experience a good feeling (happiness, joy, etc.). Gautama Buddha called this karma. Buddha said, “Karma is the body’s endless desires. Karma is the memory of past pleasure we want to repeat and past pain we want to avoid. It is the delusions of ego and the storm of fear and anger that blocks the mind.”
However, throughout this process of thought and feeling there was a state of being that was observing this whole process like a detached observer. If I stay very still and observe myself very carefully, that state of being surfaces and takes over. Then instead of the actor, or the participant, I become a mere observer of life, of the events and occurrences, of the thoughts and emotions. That state has remained unchanged, unscathed and unaltered by the passage of time.
Then I look around me. I look around at the world and its myriad processes. People around me, always in a hurry, running helter skelter. Corporate professionals running to work at nine am. School children running to school. Business men running toward meetings or running toward deadlines. People running toward money, toward goals, toward happiness, status, health, love. Politicians running toward power, companies running toward profits, countries running toward ‘development’, running running running . . . As I became aware of this mindless quest that I was a part of I made a conscious choice. I decided to STOP! However, just like when a train in furious motion comes to a halt gradually, my process of coming to a standstill also occurred gradually. And just as the passengers in a train that has halted still feel the inertia of motion, I too felt the urge to go back on the run. My inertia was my fear and insecurity. But the only experience that defeats that fear is the thought that there does exist something called infinite bliss, and the only criteria for being able to attain that infinite oneness, is being human.
Great saints that walked the earth from time immemorial have uttered the sacred truth that we are all one. To me this has come to mean that our inherent nature is the same. I identify this nature with that state of being in me that has remained unchanged with time. In the quest for life’s true purpose we have come to realize that walking this path alone is virtually impossible for the common man. However, it is important to realize that there is a path. A path devoid of the quest for making money, or striving for fame, love, or anything else resulting in momentary happiness. This is the quest toward realizing the true nature of our self. This quest is all the more powerful if one has a partner or a group of people to share it with. We are all here to carry each other on the path toward ultimate liberation from this bondage called life. So, ask yourself again –What is the true purpose of your life?

Trans-form-a-tion

A look a glance

Puts me in a trance

Gripped by intense affinity

I succumb in silence

Every calorie of my energy invested in

containing my overpowering desire to devour

every aspect of this being -

so powerful, magnetic

At once thrown into a surreal world where floating

on a dense sheath of amplified charge -

the only option . . .

Give in??

Should I .....

Just the presence is climacteric

As our auras intertwine

a demonic surge in universal

forces in the vicinity

At once transporting

the morphed souls into another strata of existance all together

We are connected beyond matter and space and time!

A small gesture, an unspoken word, a subtle glance in my direction

Moves me

Affects me

Churns my innards

Reconfigures the particles of my complete constitution

Feeling vulnerable no longer in control of myself

No longer in comprehension of myself

No longer 'my' self

An amorphous mingling of the selves occurs

The Beautiful Verb

Fate takes an overwhelming turn
Surprises concealed in mundane garb
Eventually i somehow discern
That a mellifluous path I walk toward

Here I stand amongst a nouveau crowd
Innocence and ignorance, merely a shroud
All attempts persist towards inebriation
Feigning inexperience, creating a wrong notion

Slowly encroaching states of drunken apathy
Failing to remember the nuances of sobriety
Shedding layers of inhibition, one by one
Seeping gently, into wondrous oblivion!

Beginning a charade of cheer and merry
An encounter occurs, rather a wild spree
Nocturnal events take a splendid turn
Deep within, a wanton desire will burn

The entourage is weary, everyone is asleep
But the duo is vigilant, in conversation deep
The Aura's vibrant, 'tis over upbeat
Indifferent to the universe, letting hearts meet

Giving vent to strong emotion
Letting futile guards down
Indulging in heart rendering conversation
Sorrow and hurt they slowly disown

When dawn shows up without notice
The pair ceases to fatigue
Locked in soft embrace
Into a passionate frenzy they seep . . .

le Zahir

In a pool of almond shaped red i swim
Glassy brown pebbles set deep within
I'd dive in and uncover a thing or two
Stories of seduction on the Island of Dr.Moreau
Deceptive and concealing is that wiry frame
Over which i intend to play every game
Seething and sensitive behind a sunny facade
Powerful and firm in his steadfast glance
Tripping on life and music and all
Viewing life as a big fat ball
If only my quest comes to the surface
infatuation, biting into every phase
If him i conquer, fireworks will ensue
Enormous and suppressed desire will brew
In violent gusts and screams of pain
Attempts to resist it all in vain
And when towards the end we reach
The limit of mortal satiation, we'd breach.