Life

I  asked  death
is  there  death?  
death  said.. 
No. 
there  is  life. 
death  only separates life, 
in different  strata!
Death is  amidst 
and  within life, 
everyday, everywhere, 
in pursuit of 
hatred 
Jealousy 
and  greed!
Virtue is 
passion for compassion 
Vice  is being instrumental 
for inflicting  pains, 
to  others!


@ Kamakhya 

Gateway

Vagaries of emotions,

turbulent

serene.

deep down,

a  driver subconscious

sees things

feels the horizon

as  rich or trivial  raw material

it is stacked with !

simplicity is also called erudition ,

a mental plane dedicated

and surrendered to the omnipresent

is also called  the higher version

Of  self realization,

the  gateway to truth and emancipation

Kamakhya

Bells will ring again

The mountain of fear
is out, set free, 
to unleash the fury 
in the lanes, by lanes 
upheavals of anxiety 
amidst collapsing faith, 
out to circumvent lives 
everything is down, 
shutdown 
but who will shutdown
the soul!
it will emerge stronger, 
evolving
discovering 
rediscovering 
the new I or you!
everything is down, 
shutdown 
but who will shutdown 
'the time'
it will flow, 
unscathed, 
carrying in its waves, 
all that come in its way, 
the transitory dirt
the viruses and bacteria.
bells will ring again 
roads will be manned again 
love will replace suspicion, 
deaths will be delayed
hopes will be myriad 
butterflies will play carefree
rainbows will be  sighted, 
in the sky or lives! 

Kamakhya 

Lighthouse

is-7

dark night sailing 
in the violent sea
sharks of ego 
and 'me and my benefits' boundary wall
pirates of peace
tides of pain and rejection
shivering winds of malnourished hearts
a sense of complete incompleteness
consciously unconscious!
everything in the middle of larynx
difficult to shallow
the whitewashed wall will show
the cracks of unperceived truth
today or tomorrow 
the crescendo of misery 
unbearable now
roadblocks of fear
fear of being a maverick! 
thank God 
sighted is a lighthouse!
emitting the light of Almighty
rays of universal love
overdrive is looking inward
did we?   



Kamakhya 

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Light

Steep road 
curves galore
the pain of walking,
so generic,
so much of commonality 
of being lost in the crowd 
still the energies gathered
and priorities made, 
consciously to show case 
all the instincts,
soaked in self-centeredness 
and I,me, mine! 
the traits of disqualification
made to qualify everything 
except goodness and warmth 
the road to conscience,
anyways 
always there, right there 
not being satisfied following 
the herd! 
the light amidst darkness,
may be there 
at the end of the tunnel 
or instantly in a craving heart,
in a surrendering soul 
or in a path sans ignorance.


Kamakhya 

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Proclivity

images-proclivity

the proclivity 
to stay unaffected 
is nothing new 
the sufferings
the pains of people around
making no impact 
to look beyond the self 
the servitude to matter and ego 
incapacitating the consciousness 
to ignite the true nature 
of we denizens 
the so called hyperbole 
and nonchalance
do not heal people 
while 
the passion for compassion does
how less is too less
only the inner self can answer
the indifference to them today
will only reinforce the difference 
in our well being 
tomorrow 
accepting people as they are 
soaked in universal love
dislodging all the grudges 
makes sense
a big sense! 


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Just like that

Oh my silence! 
how much you speak,
untired, alone 
amidst vast horizon 
of internal noises,
multiple screenshots,
background scores.

Oh the wind,
my friend,
here,there,nearby 
how much you talk,
en route
a platter of feelings,
earthy fragrance,
waves of jealousy 
news of paranoia 
a symphony of ecstasy,
goodness or godliness.

Oh my heart! 
how much you know,
how you treasure few,
discard some
and ignore many
how much you cry,
laugh,dance 
on the pedestal of emotions 
or backdrop of wisdom 
and ignorance 
how much you long
for the inaccessible,
embrace the penultimate 
realizations,
the elasticity of your sensitivity,
paving the way for 
the oscillation of thoughts 
and actions! 


Kamakhya 

Castle of hopes

the midnight soliloquy

and the castle of hopes

with bricks of  permutations,

combinations

built , rebuilt.

sea of  imagination

cool , blue

the tidal fantasy marching ahead,

carefree

don’t  know why

transitory white bubbles

die natural death !

retreating waves

cruising ahead to disseminate

the havoc of  pain.

believe me

the crossroads of  aching silences

will  not  be same again

for the cycle of  impermanence

will replace gloom with  glee ,

after few  hours

with the  new  aurora

castle of  hopes

this  time  will  be  built

on the  as  is  where  is  basis

on  the  edifice  of  living in the present

than  in   past  or  future

and  will be  rebuilt

with  the belief that

everything  happens

for  a  reason !

 

Kamakhya