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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Euphoria

Something missing 
Somewhere,
amidst the deafening buzz
and euphoria.
The whisper whistling  despair 
and remorse,
still sneaking in.
Someone behind the drapery,
shouting at me
the black shadow of conscience,
dissecting my thoughts threadbare,
cursing the polluted chambers of heart,
deep inside 
at the epicentre of my karma(actions).
Guilt and repentance
Just entered my room,
to talk to me,
recriminating all the way
in the wintry night,
a quandary in the misty festivities, 
ephemeral glitz outside 
and the snowflakes around.
Why I did not keep a track,
I wonder
how the rising resolutions of quiet midnights to transcend,
had fallen paralysed in the new mornings,
strangulating the goodness or godliness with a rope of lust or matter.
Unbelievable.
The smiling light with embracing hands still calling me near,
lovingly,
to forgive,love me
asking me to replicate 
the same for others.

Merry Christmas!


Kamakhya 
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Dear Mind

is-11

the horizon is not fixed 
the assortment of layers
sprinting from the mould of subconscious
to the mound of hidden subtle thoughts
biased or unbiased
rich or trivial 
the cruise encompassing from here to there
from least to most
from mundane to surrealism 
from the transparent ambience of heart
to knoll of inflictions or judgements 
Or in between, the patch of 
indecision 
if you are with me now
the next moment you accompany me
to them or there,dissecting everything
forming the cocoon of my behaviors!
at times I wonder
who controls you
are you auto-controlled!
or it is my wisdom or ignorance
my background,my persuasion,
my being prone to hypnosis around
or my neurotransmitter
I once thought to bring a rope
to chain you in a corner
unplugging from the main socket,
only to invite a stinking darkness
anyways..
go wherever you want
no curb on your freedom
but just a request 
change your direction,may it mean a misdirection
towards the pinnacle of positivity,love
leaving the tracks of hatred,ignorance or fear
far behind 
for the endorphins of goodness,
brainwashing,persuading all that come in between
for you make my day
perhaps you make me what I am!

Kamakhya 

Image Credit: Google 



Dear Mind

is-11

the horizon is not fixed 
the assortment of layers
sprinting from the mould of subconscious
to the mound of hidden subtle thoughts
biased or unbiased
rich or trivial 
the cruise encompassing from here to there
from least to most
from mundane to surrealism 
from the transparent ambience of heart
to knoll of inflictions or judgements 
Or in between, the patch of 
indecision 
if you are with me now
the next moment you accompany me
to them or there,dissecting everything
forming the cocoon of my behaviors!
at times I wonder
who controls you
are you auto-controlled!
or it is my wisdom or ignorance
my background,my persuasion,
my being prone to hypnosis around
or my neurotransmitter
I once thought to bring a rope
to chain you in a corner
unplugging from the main socket,
only to invite a stinking darkness
anyways..
go wherever you want
no curb on your freedom
but just a request 
change your direction,may it mean a misdirection
towards the pinnacle of positivity,love
leaving the tracks of hatred,ignorance or fear
far behind 
for the endorphins of goodness,
brainwashing,persuading all that come in between
for you make my day
perhaps you make me what I am!

Kamakhya 

Image Credit: Google 



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?   

Happy New Year 

Kamakhya 

Image credit: Google 
   

Dear Mind!

is-11

the horizon is not fixed 
the assortment of layers,
sprinting from the mould of subconscious
to the mound of hidden subtle thoughts,
biased or unbiased
rich or trivial 
the cruise encompassing from here to there,
from least to most
from mundane to surrealism 
from the transparent ambience of heart
to knoll of jumpier sniveling!
if you are with me now
the next moment you accompany me
to them or there,dissecting everything,
forming the cocoon of my behaviors!
at times I wonder
who controls you
are you auto-controlled!
or it is my wisdom or ignorance,
my background,my persuasion,
my being prone to hypnosis around! 
or my neurotransmitter
I once thought to bring a rope
to chain you in a corner,
unplugging from the main socket,
only to invite a stinking darkness
go wherever you want
no curb on your freedom
but just a request..
change your direction,may it mean a misdirection
towards the pinnacle of positivity,love
leaving the tracks of hatred,ignorance or fear
far behind 
for the endorphins of goodness,
brainwashing,persuading all that come in between
for you make my day
perhaps you make me what I am!

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?      

Heaven

is-2

may be 
the worries,anxieties,
fear,pain,the undivine forces,
the bondages..
my friends for life,
make me believe 
my abode is hell,
i will not trust them anymore
for they are like an overcast sky
covered with the passing clouds 
of my daily thoughts and conduct
and the sun will come out shining
pushing my imperfections and limitations away!
for i know
i am the child of God
to see only the light
to experience the eternal truth
the conscious realization of Almighty
the truth of freeing mind 
from the meshes of ignorance
or teeming darkness
to see the divinity's reality
in manifestation of my surrender
in my seeing the rays of omnipotence everywhere,
to find my way to heaven
right here on earth!
without waiting for death 
to unravel it for me.