"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Poetry's Call

Poetry! Its mysterious call
Am I destined to accept?
Is it her force or my will?
Who knows?
Halfway through it disappears!
Frustrated I too withdraw.
Let it ring! Ignore the sales pitch!
Let it dwell in deep caverns of mind!
How peaceful!
No body is there now!
Wait!
Who is tiptoeing in my dreams?
That enigmatic whisper!
Its vibrating echoes!
Badgering of that unanswered call
Lingers on!
Oh! I feel lost!
There is an ocean of joy there.
Why did I not answer?
Afraid of deep dives?
Perhaps!
So much easy to sit on shore!
Watch others play!
Let game of life shift to other players!
Well may be I could wet my feet a little!
Of course! A lost child needs to return 
To the loving embrace of mother!
It is the elixir of a poet’s life! 
Acknowledge the adhesive!
It holds the self together!
Accept the call! However clumsy you are!





Random Thought 40 (Saint And Crook)


A saint will not hurt you.
His company will give 
You pleasure and peace.

But be aware of crooks
They are the ones who 
Will gobble up your fruits,

Cheat on your labor so fast
For seeds and for all 
And you won’t even know it!

However hardest to deal with are the 
Crooks walking by you in attire of saints!

Be aware! Be aware! Be aware of them!