THANK YOU

I recall a lost boy when placed,

In the forefront of mirror

Searching for a torch

His mind abide vacuum

Until he realizes, and

Finds his torch

He embraces the pen

But still unaware of the path

He finds himself again

All alone

Then he meets the light

That arrays him towards the condign groove

She acts like a mother, like a friend.

Like a reincarnation of goddess

Sent from above

He gets pulled back to light

And now

All he seeks to make restitution

BUT!!!

Assets nothing other than

“THANK YOU”

                           

Myth or Truth

Radiant angel that dwelt
Abject to the the rhythm of rain drops
Nurturing her glance.
Glowing smile she spurt
Affliction becomes mystery with her every touch.
Nature embracing her
As for eternity

FAITH

Far, vast stranded grassland
Horizon to the end.
A never ending path,
This road doesn't ends.
Trees dancing with joy
Blades of grass moving.
Wind shifting its position with smooth ease.
Long way to go
My feet, fainting.
But heart, calm.
Like a scenario in the church.
Flaring a feeling of dawn.
Can I reach the end?
Ofcourse I can.
I'm not loosing hope
This nature is with me.
I hear the cheers
Wind is pushing me,
Sky, smiling at me,
I'm not alone.

DAWN

Gentle breeze weaving the grass.
Green, the very colour I seek.
Rays penetrating the ozone.
Kissing my face,
Mint air filled within,
Purifying my soul.
Every agony starting to vanish.
Such a warm feeling.
Mountains smiling at me,
Birds dancing!!
Warm pleasure filled with joy.

IMMORTALS

Every wish to be immortal!

The desire that every being beholds

But the secret unknown.

Drink of eternity   

Is it the only source?

People blindfolded 

Living forever with this vessel is immortality, 

All wrong notions flowing

Reality is mystery

Leaving the vessel.

Stigmata that lives on

Entrusted on hearts of living. 

Yes it is!

The real truth of immortality.

TALE OF A CRYPTIC LIGHT

I was wandering down the coppice 

Desolated in the bewitching hour

Abruptly I gazed upon an alchemist light

Descending from a cubbyhole. 

I wondered if that was a spectre,

Wandering upon the dead of night,

So I blotted out 

Under a haunted backwood

But I thought,

I might have erred 

Maybe someone was playing with me.

Maybe I was bewitched

I drank courage,

To the lees

Who’s there? I shouted

But not a single word issued

So I tried to be gallant,

And marched towards it.

But the light started to diminish,

And vanished, nowhere

I left the grass with a question mark,

While the rays of cryptic light 
remains a myth

WILL OF FIRE

Will of fire,

That every being inherits

A reason to do something reasonable,

A teacher’s will of fire

To enlighten the students 

A person selling goods on the street,

His will of fire,

To make sure

His children have a better life.

A doctor with a will of fire 

Abolish every disease

Every heart glowing with a will of fire

Flames so strong

That enhance your spirit.