Healing

Heart still cries!

Time may be called the biggest healer

Yet grief doesn’t abide with time limits.

In a sudden downpour it lashes out,

Tears swell, and pain pervades  

The each breath that I take.

Wandering in the valley of grief

Mind sets its dwelling time.

In the hours of solitude

Merciless it tortures the heart,

Like a cruel nightmare 

Out from abyss circling the darkness!

A sweet dream like a ray of sunshine

Comes to rescue……

Memories of good times linger

A protective shield to hold on to.....

At the depth of my heart

Pain and pleasure move 

side by side.

Tiny fishes floating under surface water!

 

Like a blossoming bud

Struck by a sudden ice storm

Is the story of joy-

Next to the story of sorrow

Being swept by fragrant spring breeze!

Savita Tyagi

3.18. 2025

 

An Experiment With Allusions

To know thyself through aesthetic

Turn every act into an augury,

Only then you can see 

‘The world in a grain of sand, 

Or a heaven in a wild flower’.

The ‘auguries of innocence’ become boundless.

The eyes that appreciate the ‘Brilliant Golden Lid

Covering the Truth’,

Aren’t too far away from the Truth.

‘All the World’s A stage’

Each of our act presents an opportunity 

For its finest playing, a finer eye needed

To appreciate the essence of bliss

Running through it.

Aesthetic is the way the Director of Life

Looks at our roles in his creation.

We mortals are the one touched and moved

By its grief and joy.

‘Too hard for us is heaven’s indifference.’

Note: Few days back I was inspired to write the first sentence of this poem. Later it was forgotten. A day or two later I came across an article about Allusions and all of a sudden I was inspired to turn the above sentence into a short poem. Bellow are the Allusions that I used for my first experiment with Allusions. 

‘The world in a grain of sand

Or a heaven in a wild flower’

Auguries Of Innocence 

William Blake

‘Golden lid covering the truth’

Esha Upanishad

All The world Is A Stage

Shakespeare’ As You Like It.

‘Too Hard For Us Is Heaven’s Indifference’.

Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri Book VI Canto 1

Savita Tyagi

3.12. 2021

When Thoughts Get Wings: An Idle Hour

When Thoughts Get Wings: An Idle Hour: A waterless cloud! A rudderless boat! A wasted hour! A sapless fruit! This may be the way How I feel in this fleeting moment! This may be th...

An Idle Hour

A waterless cloud!
A rudderless boat!
A wasted hour!
A sapless fruit!

This may be the way
How I feel in this fleeting moment!
This may be the way
The old age is often looked upon!
But this isn’t the complete truth!

There is an other side to it!
A waterless cloud still adds
Beauty to blue sky!
In its gentle floating
Restless hearts seek peace.

A rudderless boat has
Shouldered many a journeys!
A sapless fruit has quenched
The thirst of somebody!
Even as it perishes
It adds nutrients to soil!

This old wrinkled body
Holds many truths and
Wisdom of years!
My heart laughs, cries,
Feels aches and pains,

And carries an endless
Ocean of love.

To get enchanted with melody of love
Sung by morning birds,
Is the privilege my old age holds.
As evening arrives the beatitude of
Crimson sky fills the heart with serenity.

Surely the most wondrous of all is to be
An ongoing habitat of an undying spirit,
An active partner in the
Play of Life!
A living testament of the
Greatest beauty and miracle
Of all, called Life!

And this is how I brought
My idle hour of musing to fruition!

2. 1. 2025

Be Thankful To All Of It

Be the first to extend the hands of friendship, to speak the words of sorry, to admit your mistakes, to walk with ease among your adversaries. Be thankful to All Mighty who promoted this attitude in you.

If you are a doormat Divine has walked upon it to come to you. If sword is given in your hands, think of it as the sword given by Ma Durga. Credit belongs to Her.

Be thankful to all of it.

Savita Tyagi

11. 28. 2024