"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.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

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



Monday, June 9, 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.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

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








Thursday, May 15, 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.

Monday, May 5, 2014

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.