Month: July 2018

It is an experience
one of  sustained work
goes unrewarded.

Potted by the kith
not once or twice,
many a time I lose count.

Inspired by kindness
could I describe it my essence
I believe what I see and hear.

Never do I go into the intensity
the superficial strikes me
I am deceived.

Let down by the dearest
find myself in a plight
unfair.

Left alone, I pick up the strings
discover the manipulations
captured once and for all.

I did not learn with years
Whom I to condemn?
other than me!

It is in the evening
felt crazy despite
the cool breeze.

The sunset looks  gorgeous
the orange sun fascinates
a subdued glory.

The sky turns colourless
the brilliant hue disappears
giving way to a piquant complexion.

The grey grows in strength
as darkness envelops
the night sets in.

The transformations happen
day in and day out suggest
a scenic exuberance .

No matter of the splendor
the exhausted mind
lies in a state of disapproval.

Unable to cherish the natural
qualifications I remain a stone
with no amusement or happiness.

Nature’s mystery declines to set ablaze
the inspiration. The impressions do not
authenticate governance.

A serial less appreciated.

The days which have passed
eventful in many details
significant and lively
keep us merry.

The celebrations inspire
turn vigorous in most measures
delightful and distinct
an experience of blithe.

Such is the retrospection
awaken fond memories
a willingness to take part
an obligation boundless.

Past is a record of episodes
drive one to keep going
being a lesson taught
a synergy of graceful actions.

Standing on the shore
I look at the ocean
dark and deep.

She flows unperturbed
I admire the sea
wonderful and tenacious.

The tides strike the shore
at moments with force
emphatic in a roar.

The waves recede quick
virtually with a sigh
a sign of exhaustion.

I perceive with awe.
The blue waters warble
a song in enthusiasm.

A teeming life of fish
and whales cohabit
in the unfathomable waters.

Activity is everywhere.
Humanity makes noise
as though it be the one.

Man speculates, rambles
and prattles. The rest
thrive in silence.

one in the eighties
recalcitrant and established,
overturns the ones
husband, in laws, children
whoever comes her way
reasonably unreasonable
unscrupulous. Impacts delirium.

Vanamali wants to preside
chooses to impose, seeks to boss
sets conditions unacceptable.
She marches with an air
of overconfidence. Condescending
to those around, she appears imperious,
a symptom of pride hovers.

Curious, I watch her moves.
Mature she is in age not in self.
Vanamali is rude, loud mouthed
sharp tongued. These being her virtues
then and now, she commands her folk.
Trace an impudence in her eyes.
What for a revenge?
She  confirms disaster.
.

In a split of a second
the phenomena happen.

The conception presents
I do not wink my eyelids.

It is magnificent.
Being awesome.

It is Krishna’s Visvarupa
one stands stupefied.

Next is Shiva’s Anandatandava.
The cosmic dance scintillates

A brilliance. I am amazed
A remarkable performance.

I perceive Hanuman in the sky.
Flies. Strikes the air.

I observe him until his amalgamation.
with the clouds. Supersonic!

Oh! I am endowed
having witnessed the celestial.

It is rhapsody,
experienced within the premises.