Yo! Devil! Depart!

Yo! Devil! Hear me out

This' the season of love and peace

Cries out my heart to bid you goodbye

The pain and suffering that you caused 

No more! No more! And no more!

Humanity demands-

Hear the footsteps of Uriel and Aurora

Descending upon my cove

Lighting the glorious flame of love

See the soot of hatred and malice

Curled out in crushing vengeance

Dissipating from my heart

Yo! Devil! Hear me out

This' the season of love and peace

Your departure is over due.

Wishing all the blog readers a happy holiday season with love and peace.

A Prayer For Peace

My heart just a little fragile boat

Filled with love and care so-

Unable to deliver what it holds.

Limited are my means and approach

But prayers have miraculous power

Let your love flow in my prayers.

I am a bird of small wings and limited flight

Let my prayers carry the message of peace

To the farthest shore searching for relief.

Bigger like that of Bar-tail godwit

Let my prayer make an arduous flight to

Bring solace to war torn land and blood thirsty sand.

My heart sadden and full of sorrow

To see the greed and hunger for power

Causing so much pain and suffering.

Indiscriminate bloodshed of young and old

In callous disregard for human life

Is there no way out of this strife?

I fold my hands in prayer and kneel

For peace to settle upon me as much

As upon all the hearts torn with grief.

7. 28. 2014

This was written few months back but never posted on this blog. So often we get disturbed with news from war torn areas. This poem was written in one of those moments. Today I feel the need to pray again. Some time prayer becomes the only solace. May peace prevail for all. 

Savita Tyagi

12. 16. 2014 

Random Thought 0

Grey sky

Howling winds

Swirling leaves

Cinnamon laden waft

From far of bakery

And a sedated mind

Is all that I own.

Of course it's autumn.

Random Thought Xl

Look carefully!

Past is pregnant with future

Present is having labor pains

Oops! Future is having twins!

I just read the History Of Future!

Random Thought lX

One goes to temple in search of peace

Other goes because he is at peace

Third is there to wash his laundry !

And God said: 

I have created a song for each of you

Now you have to sing it all alone 

Others are there to join in chorus.

And the Devil said:

Fear me! The perpetual fiend

Ictus malicious 

Pernicious to your song.          

Random Thought X

One who is suppose to protect and serve 

Aught to be courageous and compassionate.

But a neurosis of fear and distrust runs

Through the veins of governing power

A fearful and ruthless one in power knows only

How to intimidate, dominate and enslave

With out winning the confidence of people

Such an authority is not fit to govern.

Love's Journey

Fragrance of love pervades alike

The breath of young, old and senile 

In heart full of emotions, like sky full of cloud

A glance, a wink, a flattery of word

Strikes deep like lightening rod

For love- burnt soul the pain

As sweet a cause for delight

As walking in rain facing crystals of ice.

Tonight let her dream for ritual of love

Hold its sparkle in pleading eyes

Let the secret be spoken in shy smile

Intoxicated she is to want it more

In a helpless plight of senses beguile

Suffered in agony when deprived

Blind folded to passion is her mind

Naught know the difference in love and lust

Mingled together like laughter and wine.

But bodily needs aren't enough

To hold on to each other 

Missing in rituals was the hunger of emotion

Lost communication of intimate soul

Hands touching hands yet miles apart mind

Love's nurturing was beyond her thoughts

She could hardly understand its intricacy.

Then one day her love walked out silently

Sadness so visible in his eyes

Goddess of love looked at her disapprovingly

Unable to bear her falsity

She too disappeared hauntingly 

Living alone now she searches for answers

What went wrong?

She had forgotten what true love meant.

Desperate she went on searching

Once indifferent  to world

Now world was stranger to her

Disillusioned she entered a coffee shop

Here is a place one could be alone 

Yet not be alone

What joy is there in being alone?

No body to share your life.

Her wandering eyes searched for a place to sit.

At the far end by the window

Was a lady sitting alone

Sad and weary was her face

Slowly she walked to the table

"May I join you?"

Lady looked at her

Her blue eyes

Misty and cloudy

"Please !" she smiled

Both sipped their coffee

"Being alone is no fun!"

Abruptly said the lady 

No explanation was needed

Blue eyes gave it all away

Her heart knew it all.

A smile was building on both their faces

Comfort they received  

In companionship

Both had stories of a life time to tell

But nothing of that sort happened

Only a smile was exchanged

Their hearts became featherlight

Taking delight in each other’s smile

On cafe window rose

A faint reflection of flying dove

Love had spoken in true form.

7. 31. 2014

Moon's Child

Night is stygian sans of stars

Dark mood shares kinship 

With black sky of new moon

Moon's jubilant child I am shedding

The gloom under full moon's glow

Halloween

Halloween a celebration of fun and excitement

Once a year children dressing up 

Mimicking up their dreams of inner being

What amazes their little minds on this day

Gets transformed into reality

It is a festival of witches and goblins

Venturing through the alley of fear

Recounting the heartbeat 

Catching you by last breath

Seeking the dark corridors of unknown

Feeling the thrill in flash and mind

Oh! The reward of adults for passing out 

Those sumptuously delicious candies

Pure joy and happiness bringing back

Memories of what once was theirs 

springs back upon innocent faces

In most innovative yet somewhat similar ways

If it weren't for kids

Only the witches would be flying upon sinister thoughts

Now passing out candy

I hear the jingle merry of fairy above

Sprinkling the stardust lighting up the sky.

Random Thought Vlll

Scripture reading

purpose of reading is not to get away from life

But to derive strength in quiet moments to face life

Search for peace starts from within 

When peace descends

It is not for retiring in seclusion

But to open up to the creative process 

That aspires to bring out what is best in you.

Random Thought Vll

Temperature

Temperature today

Freezing outside

Sizzling inside.

Talk Show

Fire lit; the kettle whistles  

Moist steam sprayed

Even the windows get warm.

Random Thought Vl

Emotions are to a poet 

What sky is to birds

Of depth and vastness

To venture and explore

In limitless mental flights.

Random Thought V

Random Thought V

Nature created just one law

What comes into existence

Must one day cease to exist

Man creates thousands of laws

In trying to get away from last half.

Body vehicle of mind

Mind vehicle for Nature

Nature vehicle for ?????

Endless debate!!!!!!

Autumn

Thoughts swooning under

Autumn chill of afternoon

Flowers loosing bloom

Chirping birds return to nest

Dusk falls silent in night's lap.

Lyrical cicadas create music

Crescent moon and I

Silent listener to the lullaby

Being sung for drowsy leaves

Of black oak.

Rain washes the summer heat

Cool and pleasant is autumn breeze

Under twinkling stars of dark sky

Calm kisses the autumn night

Wrapped in sequin of tiny bluets

Earth's robe is still hazy green

Her red and orange dress is being tailored

For fall's show by skilled craftsmen of time.

Privilege Audience

Pushed by the wind a leaf rises high in sky

It dances under blue sky circumventing the trees

Slides through branches and manages to rise again

She is the lone dancer of that evening's performance

I am the privilege audience in time's chosen theater

Genus

A seed was planted

Nurtured for years to come

Sheltered from high wind 

Protected from storm

In time seed transformed

In a handsome tree that bore 

Fruits sweet and succulent 

And cool shade abundant

Looking at it asked curious 

Ones what species is that

Where did we find the genus

What could be an answer better

Than call it gentry of love 

A God's gift imparted to us.

Random Thought lV

Childhood returns in old age

Every little hurt brings a tear and an 'ouch'

No mom is there with a kiss and a soft blow

But time is plentiful to dry those saline drops

Alone, in quiet, without any body looking.

Once the storm is over 

Calm returns as usual

Like nothing happened

Just but a lees of muddy soil 

settled deep upon  psyche.

No pilgrimage is enough to

Cleanse that soiled and dusty heart

Than an arroyo of love and forgiveness.  

Pioneers are sacrificial lamb

With their flash and blood

Paving the way for greater good.

In my old age 

I need a high tech kitchen

No cook required.

Savita Tyagi

August 27th 2014

Random Thoughts lll

No matter how hard we try

Some desires stay unfulfilled

Some work left undone

Some relationship painfully destroyed

Some pride hurt, some integrity tarnished

Better to be happy and satisfied

With whatever little our gains are

And be thankful for life and its provide.

This fear and distrust of fellow being

Encroaching upon our psyche 

A parasite amorphous spread wide

Destroying the love and trust

That builds the human life.

Angry words cut cleaner than sword

No tearing of flesh and no blood to spill 

Yet heart is cut like grass under scythe.

Savita Tyagi

August 29th 2014

Random Thoughts ll

Faith has value 

So does logic

Conformity lets you live in ease

Liberty of thought goes after risk

Opportunity comes

On its on terms

If ever you hear its knock

Have courage to hold its hand

And walk out of the door

Failure comes

Not because one is incapable

But because one sets a goal

Far beyond one’s capabilities.

Savita Tyagi
August 27th 2014

Ancient Wisdom

Vasudhav Kutumbakam - Universe is Family

A concept that springs from

Wisdom of ancient saints 

Put your faith in it and it is true to its core 

Revealing an eternal truth in guidance

Expanding narrow corridors of heart

Just like one puts faith in a deity

With a votive of light and litany

Believe in it and it invokes

Finest emotions of reverence 

Don't believe and it is just a stone 

Sa Aham ( That I am )

You! The abode of Universal Spirit

Believe in it and its unlimited power

Not to believe is like being a product

Of some mechanical principle

A mere robot sans soul and heart.

A Larger Identity

It is not enough to have our own identity.

Our individuality, just one layer, a small brick

In a multilayered cosmic structure.

We are part of a bigger world 

And wish to be part of that larger identity.

To be a mother-father, brother-sister,

Son or  daughter or a friend and relative

Is part of accepting that greater identity.

A social activity related to the service of others

Is rewarded by a sense of elation and stimulation.

In an environment where wider consciousness

Of a larger community is overlooked

Sense of oneness is diminished.

A segregated individual starts to 

Suffer from malice of loneliness 

Holding an insecure place 

In large body of universal existence.

Know Thyself

Know thyself

Rhythm of your body 

Like moon's phases 

It goes through a cycle

Deep with in your psyche

Rising and falling tides

Of joy and sadness

Vibrant or sluggish

Depressing or sunny cheers

Moving in and out 

In rhythmic patterns

Like seasons changing

Overlapping in Nature's 

Enormous field of action

Our bodies mini Universe

Go about with ingrained blueprints

Of high and low energy

Like pendulum swinging

Influenced by outer push

But not subservient to it

Attuned to our inner world

Seeking harmony in mind and body

Reigning our inner instinct wrapped  

In duality of conflicting emotions

We learn to deal and let go

Seek a higher ground

Rise above your own violent waves

To move around with more ease

In a world full of bitter discord 

And ruthless tendencies.

Faith

Faith backed by intuition

Gives us courage to venture

In life's uncharted territories

It cuts through fear and distrust

To break new grounds for reason

It's the luminosity of sun

Brightening the heart

Not the darkness of night

Blocking the aspiration

Faith responds to a silent inner call 

Thundering loud in a seekers mind

Not a prisoner of proof and facts

But a hunch rooted in our deepest being

A terra incognito that has yet to be 

Seized as knowledge for intellect.     

Through faith the knower in us

Walks believing in his steps

Inspired for a journey Ultimo Thule

Worthy of perusing against

All the perils and folly

Faith a gift of finest quality

A shield of each individuality

In the struggle to overcome 

Old beliefs and prejudices

To have unimagined done.

Writer's Block

Troubled sleep 

Drowsy subconscious

Lost lucidity of 

Silhouetted dreams

Creativity itinerant 

Like weeds otiose

Wading in idle water

Words labor upon mental 

As rain drops drip from leaves

One at a time after rain

Hope clock chimes upon

Sedated mind’s will to discern

The thoughts shape less 

To seize upon abstruse

Lifeless images streaking

Across screen to no avail.

5.14.2014

Not Too Long At A Fork

If indecisive when roads cross on

Follow the path that you are on.

It may not hold the charm of newness

To tickle your adventurous senses,

May but holds the comfort of familiarity

To save you from unknown hostility.

Once decision made to your heart's delight

Follow the path aimed with all your might.

Detrimental is not the fork but standing

Confused and still too long at a fork.

A road carries many secrets to explore

Infinite resides in its bosom to adore.

Swaggering the road sans hesitation

Leads you slowly into desired perfection.

My Little Memory And Tribute To Maya Angelou

" Here root yourselves beside me.

I am the tree planted by the river,

Which will not be moved,

I, the rock, I,  the river, I, the tree

I am yours—your passage has been paid.

Lift up your faces, you have a piercing need

For this bright morning downing for you.

Maya Angelou 

'On The Pulse Of Morning'

12. 3. 04

Maya Angelou’s above passage that I copied from some where is close to my heart. So is the Shloka from Taittriya Upanishad. The striking similarity though not so apparent still touches a cord somewhere together. So I decided to copy the verse from Taittriya Upanishad again. This way I can enjoy both together whenever I open my notebook. My note book is becoming a collection of many small things that come to my rescue whenever a crack appears in my whole being. Every now and then I feel the need to touch my soul, to go beyond my mundane activities, beyond the logic and reasoning of mind to create a calmness around me that is not dull or boring or vacant or lonely.

“ I am the stimulator of the tree of Universe.

My fame (glory) is high as the peaks of the mountain.

High and pure am I like the essence in the sun;

I am the power and the wealth, effulgent with intuition;

Intelligent, imperishable and undecaying am I-

This is the sacred recitation of Trishanku after he realized the truth.”

अहं वृक्षस्य रेिरव । कीर्तिः पृष्टं गिरोरिव ।

ऊर्ध्वपविञो वाजिनीव स्वर्मतमस्मि ।

दर्विणग्ं सवर्चसम् । सुमेधा अमर्तोक्षितः ।

इति ञिशड़्कोवेदानुवचनम् ।। "

Note:

This morning when I heard the news of Maya Angelou's passing away, all of a sudden I remembered the above page from my note book. It is from the time when I read English poetry and our Sanskrit scripture side by side. I still do! Just decided to share this page of my note book. Rest in peace Maya Angelou. You gave much peace to world.

Sanskrit Shloka and translation is from Swami Chinmayananda's Taittriya Upanishad.

Savita Tyagi
5. 28. 2014

In Pursuit Of Happiness

It has been said and heard by us again and again

That cause of our misery is our desire

To relive suffering we must crush desire

Rooted in our ego sense

Is it really ancient wisdom or 

A dilapidated skewed up misconception ?

‘The nonbeing breathing to become being’

‘Saw desire sprouting as first seed of Cosmic mind'

On wings of desire Supreme self flew 

To reside in life's bosom 

To enjoy and experience 

What the nonexistent was deprived of.

The desires that we fulfill bring self pleasure and joy

Equally causing pain are the unfulfilled desires

The blaming game goes around in search of cause

We could blame external factors

Fire, mudslide, earth quake, tsunami

Or any of Mother Nature's calamity 

And be angry with whole creation.

Or pick upon bad timings or bad rules 

And be despondent and rue

In blaming society and surrounding.

Or we could introspect and blame ourselves

Our poor skills and inability 

For aspirations to achieve

What is beyond our reach 

Goaded by others to do of what we have no clue

There by planting seeds potted in sunny ambitions

Watered well with greed and frustration.

Now it is not the desire that needs to be blamed

It is us not discriminating and understanding 

Before running after temptations

So before you try to chase your tail like a dog

Pause for a second and prepare yourself

Of success and failure equally

No desire small or big will have power

Upon you to make you unhappy.

We have this built in will and impulse

Throbbing in our hearts to be joyous

Working through a calm, blissful and hidden entity

An offering and a contract supreme self made

With all of us to pursue happiness unequivocally

Albeit with wisdom and sincerity.

Marriage

Two partners tie a knot

To live their lives together

The spirit of cooperation

Competition all there

Love and envy play their part too

Anger and distrust is there

So is sense of security

Instilled deep in traditions 

Love grows in hearts pledged 

To each other for seven lives to come

Life keeps rolling

System worked fairly well

Accepted by many for its assured ease

But nothing is perfect

Time changed the balance

Benefits shifted towards power

Weaker side lost in power struggle

Mutual respect vanished

Love extinguished

Some survived the rocky journey

Yet many had painful destiny.

Commitment

A million reason to abandon your love

Yet just one to stay 

Does commitment rings a bell?

Till death do us part

A vague memory

like a fat white cloud 

floats in blue sky

Its visual appearance all but dull

But hidden there are millions of vapors

All pointing to one thing

Water is always there

Its shape and form invisible

Love travels through many channels

To thrive and abide in commitment.

April Snow Flakes

In a sudden outburst 

Snow flakes fall

swirling, dancing, flying

Silently filling the garden

In a dazzling show of beauty

In wonder and amazement

I watch the rare snow fall

For a minute even think of

Flowering buds 

Loosing the bloom

And worry about climate change

But the sentiment vanishes quickly

It would be a crime 

To let any melancholic thought

Weight upon this wondrous moment 

When Nature's tranquil beauty

Spreads in all its glory upon 

This crazy April morning.

A Hill And A Cloud

On a bright sunny morning 

Sun a mile closer than plains

Greets me with added warmth

A silver polished peek against blue sky

Seeks to mate with terrestrial  cloud

The cloud descending on gorgeous hill

Whispers the bliss of heaven

Hill in return raves about earthly pleasure

Held together like body and soul

In rapturous embrace

They create ecstasy

Of beauteous love

Their union mesmerizes all

Yet none could hold the other long 

Much to their chagrin

Baleful wind breaks the silvery embrace

And tears the cloud away

His promise to return

Echoing in thunderous rain

Hill's gaze as always

Fixed upon its vanishing love

Waiting, enduring, longing

Such is the love's destiny

For keeping the beloveds apart

Accept that beautiful union 

For ever is immortalized 

In my heart.

Rain Drops

Sky opens his cloudy gates

And rain drops slip 

Like a little child running to

Seek the world of thrill

As soon as mother slides

The back yard door wide.

Little water bubbles 

Float in small puddles

Scattered raindrops

Jump on concrete floor

A show of dancing manikins

Cheering their birth and demise

In a moment of flowing time.

Soothing is rain 

For a heart laden with pain

Water streaming in a rhythm 

At par with theatrical manikins

subdues my chattering mind

In a calm silence.

Rain stops and clouds move out

Leaving the earth wet and fresh

Sun shines on ivory rose petals

A tiny rain drop flinches

Fights a loosing battle

It's blissful existence

Vanishes in front of my eyes

To become a nebula in amber sky.

Southern breeze shakes the rose bush

The little rain drops slip and slide

Playing the last game of their lives

I put my palm under a leaf 

To catch one shivering petrified drop

My love lick becomes a kiss of death

The icy form disappears on my lips.     

The cool touch stays with me 

Sensitizing my inner being

Some day the little rain drop

Will return to float in my eye

As a warm tear drop to cure my blight.

Written on 

1.26.2014

Random Verses

Care

We have to care enough to be our best

We have to dare enough to be that now

Today’s work decides tomorrow's outcome

strength

Trees striped bare naked

Of fruits, flowers and leaves

To face the frigid winter

Intense loss gives renewed strength 

To start over in life again

Caution

Highway is no ocean

Yet many lives are lost

In reckless motion

Drive your four wheels

With caution.

Fate

Fate can bless you

By default or curse you

By default if it chooses so.

Your Ship

You are the captain of your ship

Steer the wheel with caution

Understand the power and limits

Of what your ship can do

Bear in mind the effects of wind 

Current, swell and momentum

To My Anonymous Lover

Note: The poem below is written by Valsa George, a renowned poet from India. I enjoyed it a great deal and with her permission putting it on for my blog readers. For more of her poetry visit her page at the poetry site of PoemHunter.com
Savita Tyagi

To My anonymous Lover

Some where in a strange land
An unknown heart throbs for me
Etching an amorous graffiti
On the blank walls of my mind
Where ever I am, I feel a pair of eyes
Fondly surveying and scanning me,
Speaking to me in silence
And keeps me awake in the night
I feel it all, all hear it all
Filling me with a sweet ache!

When night birds croon in the woods
And their mates answer the serenade,
When the moon begins her somnambulistic walk
And light beams percolate through pine needles,
And the hundred eyes open in the blue heights
To watch over the sleeping earth,
When the whistles of train is heard far away
And its music wanes into a monotonous drone,
When the rooster makes the first clarion call
Breaking the serene silence of the night,
When glowworms float in darkness
Like cruise ships over the sea,
When night gales shake the slender coniferous trees
And wind whistles among their leaves,
When sailing clouds blind the stars
And the night turns into an ebony shade,
When the opening Jasmine secretly exults
In her own exotic scent,

Sitting in my dimly lighted room
I draft this message of love
Pouring all my warmth into it
Thus emptying my love laden heart
That blazes with fire of love
And encode it in cryptic script
To be mailed to you my love!

Oh, it might take much time
Better it be a whispered endearment
Sent through this perfumed night breeze
That shall carry it from this end to that end

So kindly leave your window open!

Wish you all PoemHunter members A Happy Valentine's Day !!

Valsa George
Thursday, February 13, 2014
                                                   

A Frightening Dream

A huge python crawls in dream again

Massive shadowy figure of long grey serpent,

Moves with tremendous force in cold obscurity.

From my mythological memory I recall of Vasuki *

Shiva's faithful companion,

A garland of grace and beauty

Wrapped around his blue neck so gingerly.

Tonight he wasn't there

As an accomplice of ocean churning

For seekers of immortality

Tonight he was an ordained employee of death

In cold blooded merciless cruelty

Destroying and devouring all

What was built with love and care.

Walls and bricks fall all around

Dust and smoke blind the vision

Choking me out of my breath

I stood there in darkness

Shaking and trembling

Oh! How I wished to save just a little nook.

A silent prayer, a wishful thinking

Echoed in fearful heart

Hope of a tiny dwelling to be spared

Amid the fallen debris of rocks and iron

His coils and fangs will have mercy

For a little room where the most delicate  

The most helpless of all

A little innocent life lies

Blissfully unaware of lurking danger.

Just then I break away from sleep

All apprehension of that fateful event stops

A sense of relief takes over

Akin to when an earthquake shakes every thing

But in a next moment of afferent sensation

When the earth becomes still

One feels oneself alive again.

Fear grips my heart

A wakeful consciousness

Still disoriented,

Entwined with truth and illusion

Haunted by the vivid memory

Of a terrifying, wretched moment,

Struggles to regain and recompose.

For now all is calm in dark night

In quiet submission, whatever was spared

Stirs back to life again

Cobra wraps in his coils whoever

Or what so ever it wishes to wring

And leaves the rest unscathed.

Based loosely upon a dream.

Savita Tyagi

* Vasuki is the name of a snake in ancient Indian literature.