Category: thoughts

It is love anyway
dissimilar  to that of man and woman
different from mother and child
unlike the one between the siblings.

It is a liking anyhow.
strange conjugation
one might not understand
being a human after all.

It is one of platonic
inconceivable to most
that of sublime ecstasy
purity in thought as well.

I speak of the fervour
professed by Andal.
A girl found in the Tulsivan.
Sings the praise of Lord Vishnu.

She wears the garland of God
Overwhelmed she dances
Passionate. Minds not her
father’s admonition.

Runs to the sanctum,
where she merges with the Almighty.
Love. One of poetic .
None can define nor translate.
Animated

The don’t eats
found in the media
keep me at bay.

Anything hybrid is bad.
Seedless fruits harm.
Vegetables that shine devastate.

Those that are white kill
like sugar and rice,
the list is endless.

I read with concern
stop buying these
exercise caution.

I lose count of the dont’s
They seem to multiply
in tens and hundreds.

Every one uploads
versions strange.
I am confused.

Choices have narrowed.
I cannot eat most.
How am I to survive?

I take whatever I like
as I had consumed
for decades.

I am alive after all,
will be around for few years.
That much is adequate.

The havoc already done
I struggle to restore.
A vain attempt I know
Yet I go.

My power and vulnerability
set me apart.
Others judge, I am insane
Why do I deign?

I, myself, am at a loss
unable to resolve.
Beseech and beg those
who disagree to unite.

Ambiguous in my moves
I pose a conundrum
not only to others at large
but to me as well.

It is a heyday,
the calls and the answers
the pressure and the inevitable
check me.

I attend the screaming door bell.
attend to the whistles of the cooker
prevent the doors  from banging
play foil to the car honks.

I run to the porch
see an old friend.
I nod my head
lwith vigour. Funny I look.

Knot my unkempt hair
dry my wet hands
embrace my friend
with love.

She stares at me,
at my hair drawn up high
at my saree crushed,
at my stature .

She is in a trance
glances at me for a while,
Amused or bemused
I honestly do not realize.

She speaks
“Is it truly you?”
I wonder. She says
with a remorse.

Recalling  the days of yore. “You were
dressed immaculate,
was an expression of elegance,
now seem devastated”.

An accomplishment, I declare.
Messy and exhausted
I appear, but I enjoy
these days better.

Forgetfulness has set.
I miss the valuables.
place one over the other.
walk absent minded.

There is no less contentment
denounce myself,
laugh at my follies.
Am stupid.

Joyful I live
That is life more so.
I react with spirit
not with reason anymore.

An animated exchange
I over pick up by chance.

it is a discourse
between Sega and Mega.

It centres on  the tales
of success.  Incredible.

One of deeds
wrought with a struggle.

Revenue, says Sega
is  essential.

Mega plays the fool
says he mints money.

They break their heads
while estimating the fortune.

How many zeroes for a million?
Their fingers try to make out.

Mega tries in all earnest
tries his luck in a sheet.

Sega quips, “What you do not know?”
ridicules and derides.

Both try to decipher but fail,
They carry on for a time.

Unable to resist the amusement
I chuckle.

They walk away in shame
desperate someone has heard them.

An illusion,
creates a virtual image
one of an eclipse
partial or full
I cannot justify.

It haunts
for an extraordinary period
might be months or years
intermittent or continu0us
hard to circumspect.

A prerogative
induces a perception
impacts a virtuosity
real or imaginary
difficult to deduce.

An abstraction,
invites rage
inducts a rebuff
a revenge or scorn
am not desirous to deal with.

One of deprivement
a plunder of the rightful
a way of a siege
throttled with treachery
feel averse to review.

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.